𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖓 is a heartwarming tale of two contrasting souls brought together in matrimony, where the clash of personalities evolves into a beautiful symphony of love and understanding.
𝓐𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓮 a...
That moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.
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Next day In hotel Ayansh woke up, squinting his eyes as he adjusted to the morning light. He opened his eyes fully, feeling a wave of happiness wash over him. He smiled, turning to his right to see his wife, Shweta, nestled in his arms. The sight filled him with joy. Gently, he brushed away a few strands of hair from her face and caressed her cheek. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he glanced at the clock-it was already 10:00 a.m.
"We need to get up," he whispered softly, trying to move Shweta's arms from around him. Instead of letting go, she tightened her grip, murmuring, "Not now," and snuggled closer to him.
"Shweta, I need to use the washroom," he insisted gently. She sighed, turned to the other side, and continued to sleep, mumbling, "Go."
Ayansh chuckled softly at her sleepy stubbornness and carefully got out of bed. He went to the bathroom to freshen up and take care of his morning routine. When he came out, he was drying his hair with a towel. He noticed his phone vibrating on the bedside table.
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He picked up the phone and saw it was his mother, Aachal, calling. He answered with a smile, "Good morning, Mom."
"Good morning, Ayansh! How are you and Shweta? How's Goa?" his mother asked with warmth in her voice.
"We're great, Mom. Goa is beautiful, and we're having a wonderful time. Just woke up a little late today," he replied, glancing over at Shweta, who was still peacefully asleep.
"That's good to hear. Make sure you both enjoy every moment and take care of each other," Aachal said.
"Will do, Mom. How's everything back home?" Ayansh asked.
"Everything is fine here. Just wanted to check on you two," she said.
"Thanks, Mom. We'll call you later and share some pictures," Ayansh promised.
"Looking forward to it. Take care, my dear," Aachal said before hanging up.
Ayansh put the phone down and looked at Shweta again. He felt a deep sense of contentment. This holiday in Goa was exactly what they needed-a break from their hectic lives to just be with each other. He decided to let Shweta sleep a little longer while he made some coffee.
