"𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞"
Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts give rise to the most devastating storie...
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AUTHOR'SPOV
Samaira was the one who was clutching her brother-in-law's shoes as if her life depended on it. The Sharma sisters were running while holding their lehengas as they were pursued by the Agnihotri siblings.
"Sam! "Inside that floral basket," Ada said, still rushing in her heavy lehenga.
"No Di! Fuck that! The twins are not someone who can cross easily! If it's an Agnihotry, that's a huge red flag! Better not underestimate them." She was panting profusely but refused to stop.
"Where should we go?" Shivangi moaned as she ran, lifting her lehenga.
"This is the house!" The home is a mess; we'll conceal the shoes in Mumma's room, or maybe in mine or Diya Di's room," Samaira offered, and both of them agreed, so they all went straight to Divya's room.
Samaira grabbed her phone from her choli and dialed a number.
Rishi, are you ready? With what I told you? Samaira inquired swiftly, almost anxiously, and Ada and Shivangi exchanged glances. Rishi arrived two minutes later, carrying several deep blue velvet bags large enough to hold the shoes.
Samaira gathered everyone and had them throw their arms around each other's shoulders, forming a circle and leaning their heads together.
"Okay, folks, please listen. We ended up with three bags and four people. One of them will have the shoes, and the remaining two bags will be filled with flowers or other sandals, much better, and then we will simply spread across the rooms because they may get a sense of where the real shoes are if they see us in a group, so we may save some time, and Sam will hide the shoes. Understood?" Rishi inquired after revealing his plan.
Ada and Shivangi were impressed by his mental presence; after all, he was Diya's disciple. They parted ways as they heard some faint footfall.
"Shit! "Did they solve the problem?" Shivangi murmured, and they all spread over the house as intended, baffling the other squad.
They all ran upstairs, and their gazes collided with those of their adversaries. Aryan, Aashika, and Aarav stood in the living room, while the Sharma sisters and Rishi stood upstairs, a considerable distance apart, at the edge of the railing, wriggling the bag in their hands in a challenge.
"You two -" Aarav pointed to the twins and said, "Go after the other girls," referring to Shivangi and Ada. " Fluff - " he queried Fluffy, twitching his tail and standing upright with his ears. "Along with me"
They all went their separate ways; the twins were after Shivangi and Ada, while Aarav followed Rishi and Samaira, his gaze focused solely on her.
She belongs entirely to him, and he would kill anyone who attempted to look at her.
On the other hand, the twins pursued Ada and Shivangi.
"Little Miss, please give us our brother's show," pleaded Aryan, who was pursuing Shivangi.
