Missing piece of her

marriage

The wedding festivities were in full swing at kerala The lights twinkled like stars, and the air was filled with the scent of fresh flowers and the sound of laughter and joy. Ruhi, dressed in a stunning red bridal lehenga, looked ethereal as she prepared for the most important day of her life.

As the time for the Kanyadan ceremony approached, Ruhi called her dr.buddy aside.

"Dr.buddy, I want you to do my Kanyadan," Ruhi said, her eyes filled with determination.

Manish was taken aback. "Ruhi, are you sure? This is Abhimanyu's right as your father's brother."

Ruhi's expression hardened. "B.nanu, Abhimanyu may be my uncle by blood, but he left me when I needed him the most. You have always been there for me. This is my decision."

Parth nodded, albeit reluctantly, understanding the pain behind her words.

Meanwhile, Abhimanyu overheard the conversation from a distance. His heart ached, and he felt a pang of regret and sorrow. He had always hoped that one day Ruhi would forgive him, but it seemed that day was far away.

The Goenka family, noticing the tension, tried to intervene. Suvarna Goenka gently approached Ruhi. "Ruhi beta, I understand your feelings, but Abhimanyu is your father's brother. He has the right to give you away."

Ruhi shook her head firmly. "I respect your words, Badi Nani, but my decision is final."

The ceremony proceeded with Parth performing the Kanyadan, and Abhimanyu watched with a heavy heart, his eyes moist with unshed tears.

Despite the emotional turmoil, the wedding went on smoothly, and soon Ruhi and Rohit were pronounced husband and wife. As they moved to the beautifully decorated room for their first night, the atmosphere shifted from emotional to romantic.

Rohit, sensing Ruhi's lingering sadness, gently cupped her face. "Ruhi, I know today was hard for you. But I promise, from today onwards, I will always be there for you."

Ruhi looked into Rohit's eyes, feeling the warmth and sincerity of his words. "Thank you, Rohit. I’m so grateful to have you in my life."

They shared a quiet dinner, feeding each other delicacies from the wedding feast. Each bite was a promise of love and togetherness. As the night progressed, they shared stories, dreams, and hopes for their future. They held each other close, finding comfort and love in each other’s arms.

Rohit took Ruhi's hand and led her to the balcony, where the moonlight bathed them in a soft, ethereal glow. "Look at the stars, Ruhi. Each one of them is a memory we will create together."

Ruhi smiled, her heart swelling with love. "I can't wait to make those memories with you, Rohit."

He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her. "Neither can I."

Their first kiss was gentle, a sweet meeting of lips that promised a lifetime of love and affection. Ruhi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling of being truly cherished. They spent hours talking and laughing, discovering new things about each other.

As the night grew deeper, they moved inside, the room filled with an intimate warmth. Rohit traced his fingers along Ruhi's arm, sending shivers down her spine. "You are so beautiful, Ruhi."

Ruhi blushed, feeling her heart race. "And you make me feel like the luckiest woman in the world, Rohit."

Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment. They made a promise to always stand by each other, to support and love one another through every challenge and joy. The night was filled with tender touches, soft whispers, and the kind of love that makes everything seem possible.

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The following day, as the morning sun streamed through the windows, Ruhi found herself exploring a dusty old chest in the attic of the Goenka mansion. Among the various old keepsakes and memorabilia, she discovered a leather-bound diary. It was her father Neil's.

Curiosity piqued, Ruhi opened the diary and began to read. Neil's words painted a vivid picture of his love for Arohi, his dreams for their future, and his excitement about becoming a father. As she turned the pages, she stumbled upon an entry from the day before his death:

"Today, Arohi told me that she is pregnant. I cannot describe the joy I felt hearing that news. I can’t wait to meet our baby, to hold them in my arms. Arohi and I have faced so much together, and this child will be our symbol of love and resilience. I promise to be the best father I can be, to protect and cherish our family always."

Tears welled up in Ruhi's eyes as she read her father's heartfelt words. She realized the depth of his love and the pain of his untimely departure. Knowing that her father had been so excited to meet her, even up until his last day, filled her with a bittersweet mix of sorrow and warmth.

She felt Rohit's presence behind her, and he gently placed his hands on her shoulders. "What did you find, Ruhi?"

Ruhi handed the diary to Rohit, her voice trembling. "It’s my father's diary. He wrote about how happy he was to become a father, even the day before he died."

Rohit read the passage, understanding the profound impact it had on Ruhi. He pulled her into a comforting embrace. "Your father loved you so much, Ruhi. And that love will always be a part of you."

Ruhi nodded, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. She had Rohit by her side and a renewed connection to her father's memory. Their love and her father's legacy would guide them through the future, stronger together.

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*The room is filled with a soft golden light from the setting sun. Abhimanyu and Akshara sit on an old, worn-out sofa, their faces marked with the lines of time and regret. Ruhi, now a spirit, stands before them, her ethereal form glowing softly. She looks at them with a gentle smile.*

**Ruhi**: (softly) I forgive you both for what you did to me. I know it wasn't easy, and I understand now.

*Abhimanyu and Akshara exchange a look of relief mixed with sorrow. Tears fill their eyes as they listen to Ruhi's words.*

**Abhimanyu**: (voice trembling) Ruhi, we are so sorry. We thought we were doing the best for everyone, but we realize now how much we hurt you.

**Akshara**: (whispering) We never stopped loving you, Ruhi. Not for a moment.

*Ruhi steps closer, her eyes filled with both love and pain.*

**Ruhi**: I know that. And I love you too. But... (pauses, taking a deep breath) I can't see you as you are now. It hurts too much to see you both aged and burdened by guilt.

*Abhimanyu's and Akshara's faces fall, their initial joy at Ruhi's forgiveness now tinged with sadness. They nod, understanding the depth of her words.*

**Abhimanyu**: (sadly) We understand, Ruhi.

**Akshara**: (tears streaming down her face) We just wish we could have made it right while we still had time.

*Ruhi smiles, her form flickering slightly.*

**Ruhi**: You did what you could, and I found peace. That's what matters. Please, remember the happy times we had and let go of the guilt.

*Abhimanyu and Akshara nod, trying to smile through their tears. Ruhi steps back, her form becoming more translucent.*

**Ruhi**: I love you both. Always.

*With that, Ruhi's spirit begins to fade, leaving behind a sense of peace. Abhimanyu and Akshara sit in the dimming light, holding each other, feeling a bittersweet mixture of happiness and sorrow.*

**Abhimanyu**: (whispering) We love you too, Ruhi.