𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

POV AUTHOR

In the outskirts of Udaipur, a mansion was alive with a flurry of activity. The entire place was adorned like a bride, and the staff were working non-stop, making last-minute adjustments. Everyone was bustling around, ensuring everything was perfect, for this wasn't just any wedding it was a grand, royal affair.

Amidst the chaos, a young woman darted around, overseeing every last detail, her voice steady yet urgent as she directed the workers. "Bhaiya, yeh phool udhar lagane hain! Jaldi kariye, baarat bas aane hi wali hai!" she instructed firmly, gesturing where the flowers needed to be placed.

(Brother, these flowers need to be placed over there! Please hurry up, the baarat is about to arrive!")

"Ji, Anvi madam," the worker replied obediently. This was none other than Anvi Shekhawat, a warm and lively soul with a heart as pure as her bright eyes. Known for her beauty and charm, she was a guiding light to those around her, especially to her brother. Today, she was in her element, making sure every detail of her best friend Ashi's big day was flawless. After all, it wasn't just any wedding-it was the wedding of her closest friend, her soul sister. The groom, Rishabh, who was a royal, the king of Madhya Pradesh.

Anvi and Ashi had grown up together, inseparable since childhood. Ashi's parents had even taken Anvi under their wings after Anvi's own parents had passed away, treating her like their own daughter. They often said they had two daughters Ashi and Anvi.

Anvi's heart swelled with pride and joy as she orchestrated the preparations for her best friend's wedding.

After a final round of instructions to the workers, Anvi hurried up the staircase, her anklets jingling down the hallway. She reached a room at the end of the corridor and opened the door to find her best friend, Ashi, dressed in her bridal attire pacing nervously.

"Ashu!" Anvi called out with a warm smile.

Ashi turned, her face lighting up with recognition but quickly shifting to a frown. "Finally, madam remembered her best friend's wedding!" Ashi huffed, folding her arms with mock irritation.

"Arey, woh-" Anvi began, but Ashi cut her off, frustration brimming in her eyes.

"Arey kya! Anu, this is my wedding! You arrived from London yesterday, and you haven't even come to see me until now. Do you know how hurtful that is? I had to hear from someone else that you're here! After five years, this is the first time I'm seeing you, and it had to be on my wedding day? You couldn't make it to any of the other functions, and I thought you might even skip today!" Ashi's voice broke slightly as tears filled her eyes.

Since childhood, Ashi had always been fiercely protective of Anvi, treating her like family, almost like a mother would. Seeing her so upset now, Anvi's heart ached.

"Shhh, meri jaan. I'm so sorry. I got caught up in work, you know I love you and could never miss your special day," Anvi said, gently stroking Ashi's hair to calm her down.

Ashi sniffled, leaning into Anvi's embrace. "I don't know why, but I feel so nervous, Anu."

Anvi smiled, wiping Ashi's tears away. "It's just wedding jitters, jaan. Don't worry. Rishabh bhai is a good man he'll take care of you. Now stop crying, or you'll mess up your makeup, and we both know you want those wedding photos to be perfect!" she teased, lightening the mood. Ashi chuckled, her anxiety easing.

Their laughter, however, was cut short as the door opened, and Ashi's parents entered the room.

"Hayee, kitni pyaari lag rahi hain hamari dono betiyan," Suhana, Ashi's mother, said with pride, taking in the sight of both girls.

(Hayee, how beautiful my both daughters are looking)

"But Suhu, you look even prettier than us! Who would guess you're the mother of these two beauties? I bet uncle has a hard time keeping up with all the attention you get!" Anvi said, playfully nudging her. Suhana blushed at the compliment, and everyone chuckled.

"Aree dekho, mumma kitni sharma rahi hain!" Ashi laughed, a sparkle in her eyes.

(Look, mumma is feeling so shy!)

Noticing the tender moment unfolding, Anvi decided to give them some privacy. She quietly slipped out of the room and walked into the hallway. Just then, her phone buzzed. Seeing the caller ID, her face lit up, and she immediately answered. "Hello, bhaiyuu!" she said cheerfully.

"Where on earth are you, Miss Shekhawat? You're back in India, and I only hear about it now?" Aniket, her older brother, demanded, feigning annoyance.

"I'm sorryyy!" she replied in a cutesy voice that she knew would soften his tone.

"Ahh, don't give me that voice. Do you know how worried I was when I found out you came here without any security? You know how many rivals I have I can't take any risks with you," he said, his tone filled with concern.

"Don't worry, bhaiyu! Now, tell me, where are you? Did you come for the wedding?"

"I'm outside in the lawn. I figured I'd stay here rather than risk Ashi's wrath for not showing up sooner," he chuckled, and Anvi couldn't help but laugh along.

"Okay, wait there. I'm coming!" She ended the call, and in her excitement, she quickly started down the stairs, not entirely paying attention to her surroundings. In her hurry, she accidentally collided with someone on the stairs. The impact was sudden, causing her to lose her balance, and her foot slipped on the fabric of her lehenga. She braced herself for a painful fall, but instead, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist, steadying her just in time. For a second, time seemed to freeze as a spark of electricity pulsed through her from his touch, stopping her mid-fall.

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