{ 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 #1 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘}
𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢
She is soft-spoken; he is hardened. She is ice; he is fire. She is sweet; he is fierce. She is kind; he is arrogant. She embodies peaceful beauty, while he...
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Third Person's Pov:-
Viaanshi's heart raced as she stood outside the living room door.
She could hear the soft murmur of voices from inside, and her palms felt clammy. Shreyansh squeezed her hand gently.
"Ready?" he whispered, his warm brown eyes full of love and reassurance.
Viaanshi took a deep breath and nodded.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
They stepped into the room together, and their quiet moment was interrupted by a cheerful voice.
"Welcome, welcome beta!"
Viaanshi turned to see anaya approaching with open arms. Her warm smile immediately put Viaanshi at ease.
"Thank you, Mom," Viaanshi said, returning the hug.
She looked around the room, taking in the familiar faces.
Adhiraj, sat in an armchair, his eyes twinkling with kindness.
Abhiraj and Akshara were also sitting there, along with Adheer and Advik. To her surprise, she also saw Akansha sitting quietly in the corner.
"Come, sit down," Anaya said, leading them to the sofa.
"We've been so excited for this day!"
As they sat, Viaanshi felt a wave of emotion wash over her. This was her family now, and their acceptance meant everything.
Adhiraj leaned forward, his voice gentle.
"So, Viaanshi, how are you settling in?"
"Very well, thank you, dad" she replied, her voice stronger than she expected.
"Everyone's been so kind and welcoming."
Adheer grinned.
"Well, we can't have our new Bhabhi feeling out of place, can we?"
His words warmed her heart, and she felt herself relaxing further.
Anaya clasped her hands together.
"Now, before we go any further, there's an important tradition we must follow." She looked at Shreyansh and Viaanshi with a mixture of love and reverence.
"You two need to seek blessings from the god. Please, go to our home temple and light the diya together."
Viaanshi felt a flutter of excitement. This was a sacred moment, one she'd dreamed of.
She and Shreyansh stood, their hands still linked, and made their way to the small temple room.
The scent of incense filled the air as they entered. Candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls.
