HIS OBSSESSION (BOOK-1)

Chapter : 8

Dawn Of Fire

Inner Turmoil

As dawn broke over the ancient city of Lucknow, its historic alleys and grand monuments seemed to pulse with an unspoken anticipation. In this mysterious morning light, two pairs of newlyweds stirred separately, yet deeply connected by fate. Arnav and Khushi, Akash and Payal—cousin brothers married to cousin sisters—each awoke to the echoes of yesterday’s tumultuous events.

In a modest room, Arnav rose from a restless sleep, the scent of jasmine mingling with the distant sound of morning prayers. Memories of their whirlwind weddings, the reopening of old wounds, and heartfelt confessions flashed through his mind. Despite what would be his family's reaction, Arnav felt a steely resolve to navigate the rocky path ahead, believing in the power of love to bridge deep divides.

Elsewhere in Lucknow, Khushi lay awake, her thoughts a turbulent sea of joy, anticipation, and the comfort of Arnav's presence. She clung to hope, envisioning a future where their families would embrace their happiness. Across the city, Akash and Payal shared similar sentiments, each bracing for the challenges that awaited them.

As the city stirred, they prepared to face the unknown, unaware of the new characters and unexpected twists that would soon challenge their relationships. The ancient streets of Lucknow seemed to hold their breath, sensing the impending trials that would test the strength of their bonds and the enduring power of their love.

Farewell to Lucknow, Embrace of New Beginnings

Arnav and Khushi's morning was filled with tender moments and shared tasks. After a heartfelt morning romance, they helped each other with their luggage and enjoyed a leisurely English breakfast. The warm sunlight filtering through the windows seemed to promise new beginnings.

Holding Khushi’s hand, Arnav looked at her with sincere eyes. “Is there anything you’d like to do before we head to Delhi?” he asked. “We have time. I promise, I’ll always take care of you, no matter what.”

Khushi smiled, touched by his words. “Yes, there is something,” she said softly. “I need to collect a few things from the neighbors. My 'Bua' I mean, the Gupta family gave them some items that belonged to my parents. I’d like to keep them.” Her voice wavered slightly, the weight of her orphaned status pressing on her heart.

Arnav squeezed her hand reassuringly. “We’ll go there right away,” he said, his voice steady and comforting.

They arrived at the neighbors’ house, where Khushi greeted them warmly and introduced Arnav. The neighbors, sympathetic to her situation, offered their blessings for her happiness. With a few cherished items in hand and hearts filled with gratitude, they said their goodbyes.

As they left the house, Khushi felt a bittersweet mix of sorrow and hope. Arnav’s presence was a soothing balm, his promise of a beacon of light. Together, they headed to the airport, ready to leave the familiar streets of Lucknow behind.

High-Flying Emotions : A Secret Unsaid

As Khushi arrived at the bustling airport, she noticed Arnav veering towards a private lane. Intrigued, she followed him and soon found herself standing before a sleek private jet, parked on the tarmac as if awaiting their arrival. Arnav’s personal assistant, Aman, greeted them warmly before ushering them inside.

The plane's interior was a testament to Arnav’s impeccable taste. Luxurious leather seats, ambient lighting, and elegant decor surrounded them. Khushi couldn’t help but compliment Arnav’s exquisite sense of style. “You’ve really outdone yourself with this plane, Arnav. It’s beautiful,” she said, genuinely impressed.