𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝟐𝟑. 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐞𝐭

As I stand on the eve of our sangeet, with our wedding just a day away, everything feels surreal - like a dream I never want to wake up from. Marrying the love of my life is a dream come true, one I've been waiting for eight long years to realize.

Ironically, it was during our time apart that I discovered the true meaning of love. Distance taught me to appreciate the beauty of our relationship, and I learned that sometimes, letting go is the only way to make things better.

Now, as we prepare to embark on our forever journey together, I'm filled with gratitude and joy. Our love story is one of patience, perseverance, and the power of true love.

Tomorrow, I'll make promises to cherish and honor her, and I know that our bond will only continue to grow stronger with each passing day.

I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to find Rudra and Aditya standing there, their faces split with mischievous grins.

I raised an eyebrow, knowing that look all too well. "What's going on?" I asked, trying to hide my amusement.

"We just wanted to spend some quality time with you," Rudra said, his voice dripping with drama. "We thought, after the wedding, our best friend would abandon us, so we're making the most of it now."

Aditya nodded in agreement, his grin still plastered on his face. "Yeah, we're going to miss our partner in crime. You're leaving us for a woman!"

I rolled my eyes and retorted, "Angel ki vidai hai , not mine!" Rudra and Aditya exploded into laughter, their eyes sparkling with mirth.

I couldn't help but chuckle at their antics - those two were indeed a pair of maniacs!

Aditya, still grinning, held up a hand, silencing Rudra. "Okay, okay, enough of that. Back to the topic at hand." His expression suddenly turned serious, and he exchanged a glance with Rudra. In unison, they turned to me, their faces stern and intimidating.

Aditya's expression turned menacing as he growled, "Listen up, Aayansh Malhotra. You're marrying our best friend, and we're warning you: take care of her, or face the consequences." His eyes narrowed, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

Rudra stepped forward, his voice low and deadly serious. "Aayansh, Alaya is like a sister to me. If you ever make her cry, even a single tear, I'll make sure you regret it. I'll dig your grave myself, without hesitation." His gaze bore into mine, a fierce promise etched on his face.

"Alright, alright, I've heard you both. Now listen to me," I said, pausing for emphasis. "Your sister is not just my wife-to-be, but the love of my life, my everything."

Just then, a knock at the door interrupted us. Aditya got up to answer it, revealing Yuv standing there with a smile. "Perfect timing, we were just missing you," Aditya said, stepping aside to let Yuv in.

I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. "Of course, we were missing you. Who else could add to this dramatic farewell?"

"I know Alaya is your sister, but she's my wife-to-be, and I want to make it clear that she's my top priority. While I know how much she means to all three of you, she means even more to me. You guys know that."