Eyes don't lie

Echoes of Affection

Armaan's pov:-

As I witnessed Khwahish adorning the pendant around her neck, a wave of emotions washed over me. She looked stunning, and the pendant seemed like a perfect fit for her. A gentle smile graced her lips, and her eyes sparkled with a certain charm that captivated my heart.

I was absolutely awestruck by her unparalleled beauty, which transcended any earthly comparisons. The pendant around her neck seemed to glow in admiration of its magnificent companion, enhancing her allure to a mesmerizing level. I've seen many girls in indian outfit but this girl....taking my breath away.

Her luscious, flowing hair cascaded like a shimmering waterfall, adding an ethereal quality to her appearance. With each step she took, it was as if she was gliding on air, leaving an entrancing trail of charm in her wake.

Approaching me alongside Ridanshi, Khwahish seemed to radiate an ethereal glow. Adwait, being the supportive brother, embraced her with affection and whispered something in her ear, evoking a playful smile from her. I couldn't help but be drawn to her infectious happiness.

Ridanshi playfully nudged me, reminding me to wish Khwahish on her special day. For a moment, I had lost myself in her presence, but I quickly snapped back to reality. Extending my heartfelt wishes, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for being a part of her life.

As we stood side by side, engaged in prayer, I silently offered my own prayer for her well-being and happiness. The sight of her wearing the pendant ignited a sense of hope within me, as if our connection was deeper than mere friendship. I wanted nothing more than to be a source of joy and support in her life.

In that moment, it dawned on me that my feelings for Khwahish had grown stronger than I had anticipated. The pendant she wore became a symbol of the unspoken bond between us, and I yearned to express the depth of my emotions. There was an unspoken connection that I couldn't ignore, and I longed for the opportunity to explore it further.

In a serendipitous turn of events, as I walked away from the temple, I felt something under my foot. Looking down, I discovered the anklet that I had gifted to Khwahish. It was as if fate had intervened, bringing it back into our lives.

I began searching for Khwahish, my heart pounding with anticipation. Finally, I spotted her amidst the crowd, engrossed in conversation with a child and enjoying prasad. Approaching her, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and relief.

I held out the anklet and said, "I think this belongs to you." The surprise and delight that swept across her face were priceless. She thanked me profusely and expressed her gratitude towards the divine for returning the anklet to her.

Khwahish: Um, sir... I can't wear the anklet right now because I have prasad in my hands. Could you... um, could you please tie it around my ankle for me?

Armaan: (Feeling a mix of nervousness ) Uh, sure. Yeah, I can do that.

Khwahish: (Handing him the anklet) Thank you. I know it's a little unusual, but I really want to wear it right away.

Armaan: (Trying to hide his emotions) Yeah, no problem. Let's find a place where you can sit comfortably.

As I  took the anklet from Khwahish's hand, a rush of butterflies filled my stomach, my heart beating faster with every passing second.

As she extended her leg, I felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, trying my best to hide the emotions bubbling within me.

"Let's find a quiet spot," I suggested, we settled down in a secluded corner, a spot where their souls could converse freely.

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As Khwahish sat down, her eyes never left his, and he could see the slight blush on her cheeks, matching the red hues of the prasad in her hands. He felt a sense of tenderness and vulnerability in her gaze, as if they were sharing a secret moment that was meant only for them.

Armaan took a deep breath, trying to steady his trembling hands as he delicately took hold of her ankle. His touch sent a shiver through both of them, a sensation that spoke of an unspoken connection between their souls.

As he fastened the anklet around her ankle, he couldn't help but notice how perfectly it adorned her, just like she adorned his life with her presence.

Time seemed to slow down, and he stole glances at her, finding it hard to look away. He realized that every curve, every movement, and every breath she took held a captivating charm that he couldn't resist.Armaan's hands trembled not from nervousness anymore, but from the sheer tenderness of the moment. The anklet was more than just a piece of jewelry; it symbolized a connection that bound their souls together.As he finished tying the anklet, he held her gaze, no longer trying to hide the depth of his emotions.

 "There," he whispered softly, "it looks perfect on you."Khwahish smiled, her heart filled with joy at his words. "Thank you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, "for everything, for this gift sir"

 Armaan couldn't help but be taken aback. He was surprised that she knew he had given her the gift. Had she somehow discovered it was from him, or was it simply a moment of intuition?

 Uncertainty and curiosity swirled in his mind, leaving him in a state of bewilderment.

He watched her walk away, joining Ridanshi, who called her from a distance. Her laughter  filled the air, but in Armaan's heart, there was a symphony of emotions that he couldn't decipher.

He stayed at the same spot for a moment, trying to comprehend the whirlwind of feelings that had enveloped him. The realization that he might have deep feelings for Khwahish began to dawn on him. It was a profound realization, one that left him feeling vulnerable and exposed.

As he looked at her from afar, he saw her radiant smile and her eyes glowing with happiness. A pang of longing surged within him, and he yearned to be the reason behind that smile, to be the one who could make her heart flutter with joy.

Armaan was torn between the desire to confess his feelings and the fear of potentially jeopardizing their unique bond. He cherished the connection they had formed, and he was unsure if expressing his emotions would change their dynamic.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm of emotions within him. It was as if he had stumbled upon an undiscovered part of himself, and he didn't know how to navigate this uncharted territory.

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