𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑 : 𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

POV - Author

Anvi's peaceful sleep was abruptly disturbed by the incessant blaring of an alarm. Her eyes fluttered open, heavy and groggy, as the sound seemed to echo in her head. She groaned, trying to ignore it for a moment, but soon realized the time-8:00 AM. In a rush, she scrambled to her feet, her heart pounding as she rushed to the washroom.

After quickly finishing her morning routine, she stepped into the shower to freshen up. The cool water helped clear her foggy mind, but once she stepped out and wrapped herself in a towel, her day was far from over.

In her closet, she stood staring at the saree she needed to wear, feeling overwhelmed. Only clad in her blouse and petticoat, she was fumbling with the fabric as she watched a YouTube video that promised to teach her how to properly wear a saree. Her mind was so focused on the video that she didn't even hear the door creak open.

The sudden entry of her husband, Ranvijay, fresh from the gym and glistening with sweat, caught her off guard.

The moment the door swung open, she instinctively wrapped the saree's pallu around herself, her cheeks turning crimson. Ranvijay, on the other hand, froze in place, his eyes unintentionally lingering on her petite waist before he quickly looked away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in here," Ranvijay muttered, his face a mixture of embarrassment and concern. He immediately turned around, his back facing her, trying to give her some privacy.

"Ahh... It's okay," Anvi stammered, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. She couldn't believe her husband had seen her like this.

But little did Anvi know, this was just the beginning of her many future moments of being caught off-guard in front of him, sometimes even without clothes.

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Ranvijay had begun heading out of the room, but Anvi called out to him, her voice filled with unease.

"Suniye..." she hesitated.

"Ji?" he replied, turning around but still keeping his back to her, sensing her discomfort.

"Aap... could you please call Maa or Chachi? I-I don't know how to wear this saree properly. I'm afraid they'll be disappointed when they find out I don't know how to manage it," she said meekly, biting her lip. The thought of her in-laws discovering her lack of saree skills made her even more nervous.

Ranvijay paused for a moment, and then replied casually, "Maa and Chachi went to the temple with Dadi, and Anika is still asleep."

Anvi's heart sank. She had no idea what to do now.

"If you don't mind, I can help you," Ranvijay offered, surprising her.

"What? You?" Anvi asked in disbelief, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Ji," he smiled, shrugging nonchalantly, "It's not a problem if you're not comfortable, I understand."

Anvi hesitated for a second, unsure if this was a good idea. But her nerves were starting to overwhelm her, and she simply nodded. "N-no, it's not that. I was just asking if you knew how. Please, help me..."

"Biwi, don't underestimate me. I can do anything," Ranvijay said with a smirk, his confidence evident. He moved closer and held out his hand. "Give me your phone, let me watch the video, and then I'll help you," he said, taking the device from her hands.

Anvi, still processing the situation, handed him the phone, watching as he knelt down and started following the steps on the video. He frowned in concentration, his lips forming a small pout, and Anvi couldn't help but be distracted by how cute and serious he looked.