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.Chapter-15. Bonds, Banter, and the Dance of Relationships

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Kyu ye duniya hume kisika 
hone nhi deti, 
Kyu kisiki kasme hume rone nhi deti, 
Itni gehri raat hone par 
bhi, 
kyu kisiki yaadein hume soone nahi deti.

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Author's pov:

As the soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Ashwin stirred from his sleep, his gaze falling upon Anshika's form curled up beside him. Despite the fatigue that still clung to his limbs, he couldn't help but feel a pang of awe at the sight of her peaceful slumber. For a moment, he simply watched her, his heart swelling with a mixture of tenderness and confusion.

But then, as if jolted by a sudden realization, Ashwin tore his gaze away, his thoughts swirling with a tumult of emotions. What had he been thinking last night? What had he said to her? The memory of their exchange hung heavy in the air, a weight upon his conscience that he couldn't shake.

With a heavy sigh, Ashwin pushed himself out of bed, his movements slow and deliberate as he made his way to the bathroom. The sound of running water filled the room as he splashed his face, the cool sensation a stark contrast to the turmoil roiling within him.

Meanwhile, Viyaan and Noha entered the room, their voices hushed as they caught sight of Anshika still asleep in bed. With mischievous grins, they approached her, gently shaking her shoulder to rouse her from her slumber.

"Come on, Bhabhi," Viyaan teased, his voice filled with playful amusement. "Time to wake up! It's your paheli rasoi today."

Anshika stirred from her sleep, blinking groggily as she took in her surroundings. The events of the previous night came flooding back to her, a sense of weariness settling over her as she struggled to shake off the lingering effects of sleep.

With a tired smile, she nodded in acknowledgment, her voice soft but determined. "I'll be up in a moment," she murmured, her words tinged with exhaustion.

With mischievous grins plastered on their faces, Viyaan and Noha exchanged playful glances as Anshika murmured her intention to rise in just "one more moment." Their teasing spirits emboldened, they wasted no time in gently prodding her awake, their voices filled with lighthearted amusement.

"Come on, Anshika, we can't keep the kitchen waiting!" Viyaan quipped, nudging her shoulder with exaggerated care. "You don't want to start your paheli rasoi fashionably late, do you?"

Noha chimed in with a teasing grin, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Yeah, Anshika, your future as the perfect bahu depends on this! Can't disappoint the in-laws on the first day, can you?"

Anshika couldn't help but smile at their antics, the warmth of their camaraderie a welcome distraction from the fatigue that still weighed heavily upon her. With a playful roll of her eyes, she made a show of reluctantly pushing herself upright, her movements slow and deliberate as she shook off the last vestiges of sleep.

"Alright, alright, you win," she relented with a chuckle, her voice tinged with affection. "I'm getting up, I'm getting up. Just give me a minute."

Viyaan and Noha exchanged a triumphant glance, their teasing banter a testament to the easy rapport they shared with Anshika. With a final round of playful nudges and jests, they left her to get ready, their laughter echoing in the air as they made their way out of the room.

Alone once more, Anshika couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the companionship of her new family.

Anshika's eyes blinked open to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains, gently nudging her into wakefulness. As she stirred from her slumber, her gaze fell upon the figure standing before her, sending a jolt of surprise coursing through her veins.