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CHAPTER 61: The mask

Ira

It's been a lil' more than a month and a half since our official first date but I still haven't forgotten our kiss. It wasn't really our first one but it definitely was everything the little hopeful girl in me wanted her first kiss to be like. 

Regardless, I would not trade our actual first kiss for anything. It might not have been slow, but it was perfect for me. It was spontaneous and unexpected, filled with a raw, unfiltered passion that caught us both off guard. We were standing on that same beach, arguing about something trivial. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the water, and despite our heated words, there was an undeniable electricity between us. Suddenly, Ahaan grabbed me, pulling me close, and before I could protest, his lips were on mine.

It was intense and fiery, our emotions pouring into that single moment. There was no hesitation, no overthinking—just pure, unadulterated feeling. My heart raced, and I felt like I was melting into him. It was messy and uncoordinated, but it was real and full of the passion that defined us.

In the weeks that followed, I found myself replaying that kiss over and over in my mind. The memory of it was a constant reminder of the undeniable chemistry between us, and it made our official first date and subsequent kisses all the more meaningful.

Every time we kiss now, I can feel the blend of that initial fire with a deeper, more profound connection. It's as if our souls are meeting every time our lips touch. And while our first kiss was a spark that ignited everything, each kiss since has been a flame that continues to burn brighter and stronger.

Ahaan often teases me about how flustered I was after that first kiss, but I know he felt the same way. It was a moment that changed everything between us, setting the stage for the incredible journey we've been on since.

As I sit here now, looking back on all the moments we've shared, I realize how each one has built upon the last, creating a tapestry of memories that bind us together. And while our official first date and that magical kiss on the beach are highlights, it's the day-to-day kisses, the small gestures, and the unwavering support we give each other that truly define our relationship.

Ahaan walks into the walk-in, catching my eye through the mirror. He smiles, that same smile that makes my heart skip a beat. He leans down and gives me a quick, soft kiss on the lips. It's simple, yet it sends a shiver down my spine, just like that very first kiss did.

"Lost in thought?" he asks, his eyes twinkling with curiosity.

I smile in response. "Nothing." Ahaan raises an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Really? Because you look like you were miles away."

I chuckle softly, shaking my head. "Just daydreaming, that's all."

He tilts his head, studying me for a moment before nodding. "Alright, daydreamer. Come on, we've gotta be on the terrace ."

I glance at the clock and realize he's right. "Yeah, just let me finish getting ready."

Ahaan steps back, giving me space to move. I turn back to the mirror, touching up my makeup and smoothing out the wrinkles in my dress. His presence is a comforting warmth behind me, and I can't help but smile as I feel his eyes on me.

"You look beautiful," he says softly as his eyes take me in.  I'm wearing a white summer dress with light makeup, paerl earrings and leave my hair free. While Ahaan's in a white polo shirt and beige pants.

Our little Aariv is turning six month old today, so Bhai and Bhabhi are throwing a small fun get together for him. It isn't on a larger scale like most of our other events, instead this is mostly a few of Aariv's friends and a few of our mutual friends together. The event is arranged on the terrace and the theme for it is 'Blossoms of White', hence us dressed in white.