WHEN THEY MEET AGAIN!

PROLOGUE

Vanya's POV:

          The nervousness was only increasing as I was descending the stairs. I have never been this nervous for any of my exams or interviews. I am nervous about so many things, like- who is the groom?, why he didn't wanted to meet me or my parents before our wedding?, how is he gonna treat me after our wedding?, Is he good looking?, and most importantly I am nervous that I don't fall of the stairs wearing this 10kg lehenga. I absolutely loving wearing lehengas, but not this heavy where there are 90% chances of me tripping over it and making a fool out of myself infront of probably 500 people, that too in my own wedding??

(Lehenga- is a full ankle-length skirt worn by Indian women, usually on ceremonial occasions.)

          Well you heard me right, THE VANYA OBEROI, is finally getting married?? YES, I AM GETTING MARRIED TO- I DON'T KNOW, my soon-to-be husband is a mysterious person about whom i only know one thing and that is- he is the youngest and the most successful business tycoon, well I'm sure that he ain't marring me for my fame or money. And that's the whole reason i agreed to this marriage in the first place.

          My thoughts were broken when I heard everyone around me hooting....Well that means I made it all the way down the stairs without tripping on my lehenga, YAYY!! Okay I need to calm down.

          Soon I was on the mandap standing next to my soon-to-be- husband where we are supposed to take 7 pheras around the sacred fire.

(Mandap- is a temporary platform set up for weddings and religious ceremonies.)

(7 Pheras- are 7 promises the groom and bride make to each other for all their eternity together.)

          Well I can't see his face as it is covered with sehra. Being 5'6 and standing next to him, I'm sure he's atleast 6 and has a perfectly built body. I loved his aroma, it's a mixture of flowers.

(Sehra- a headdress worn by the groom during Indian weddings.)

          Finally, I'm married to him, the pheras are done after about an hour and now I can see his face. I don't know why I'm feeling like something isn't right here.

          I followed him as he got up and started walking towards my parents. I was a few steps away as I saw him remove his sehra and was bending over to get my parent's blessings but my dad stopped him in mid-way and hugged him instead. They broke the hug as I came, and when I turned to my side to look at my husband, I just couldn't believe what I saw.

          "What the hell?? Tum??" Ever since I came downstairs i didn't utter a single word and These were the words that left my throat as I saw HIM standing there as my husband.

(What the hell?? You??)

          I was standing there in the shock thinking about what just happend. No this cannot happen, he cannot be my husband, I can't be his wife, why is he even back now?, why did he wanted to marry me?, these thoughts were the last thing on mind before darkness engulfed me.

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A/N: Heyyy everyone!! Sorry I forgot to post the prologue of the story BUT it is here now....
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