Ayzal Emotional Confession

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On their wedding night, the air was filled with anticipation and nervous energy. Ayzal had insisted that Arhaan not come, promising she could manage everything on her own. With a heavy heart, she had decided to confront her father, intending to tell him that she and Arhaan couldn't go through with the marriage.

The event commenced with Ayzal looking ethereal in a stunning red dress that accentuated her beauty. Her blue eyes, a mesmerizing shade that seemed to hold galaxies within them, caught the attention of everyone present. However, amidst the admiration and festivity, her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

As it almost a time of Nikkah but Arhaan isn't arrive yet Uncle's attempts to reach Arhaan went unanswered, and just as the evening seemed to be unfolding smoothly, a sudden panic gripped the surrounding. Uncle, overcome with distress, clutched his chest, struggling to breathe. And suddenly falls on floor Ayzal's heart raced as she called out for help, her voice echoing with desperation. Ca.. call the ambulance! She said Dad.. dad... tears fallen out..

The hospital's emergency room buzzed with activity as doctors worked tirelessly to stabilize Uncle's condition. Arhaan already reached at hospital And sit beside Ayzal, her eyes filled with tears, he try to console her "Ayzal he is fine now stop crying" he said

Ayzal suddenly hold arhaan hand. "Please, Arhaan," she whispered, her voice trembling, "I can't bear to lose my father. Marry me, please." In that moment, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, their bond deepened, drawing them closer than ever before.

When Uncle finally opened his eyes, Arhaan, with a heavy heart, crafted a tale of a minor accident to explain their absence. With Uncle's blessing, they left the hospital, the weight of the evening still lingering between them.

The following day, they found themselves back at the event, the Nikah ceremony already complete. As Ayzal embraced her father during the Rukhsati, tears streamed down her face, a poignant reminder of the sacrifices made and the new journey that awaited her.

Returning to their new home, Ayzal's room echoed with the sound of her quiet sobs. Arhaan, entering the room, felt a pang of empathy. "It's alright, Ayzal," he murmured, his voice gentle. "Change into something more comfortable." As Ayzal struggled with her dupatta, Arhaan stepped forward, his hands skillfully removing the pins. "Promise me you'll stop crying," he whispered, i will removed it for you after that he offering her a nightdress, "everything will be okay."

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