Genral:
SUNSHINE COUPLE
SECOND MARRIAGE + SINGLE MOTHER
PROFESSOR X STUDENT
ROMANCE + DRAMA AND FUN
Aashvi's life had always been charmed. Born into a family that seemingly had everything, she married her childhood love,
believing in the fairy tale...
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Waking up to the soft, golden light filtering through the window, Aashvi slowly opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. As her vision cleared, she noticed the intricate patterns of henna adorning her hands, the deep red stains symbolizing love and new beginnings.
Her wrist was adorned with the traditional wedding chuda, the vibrant bangles clinking softly as she moved her hand. A wave of memories from the previous day washed over her, bringing a smile to her lips. She had married the love of her life, Tanishq, in a beautiful ceremony filled with laughter, tears, and promises of forever.
Turning her head, Aashvi saw Tanishq sleeping peacefully beside her, his face calm and serene in the early morning light. His arm was draped protectively over her bare waist, a gesture that made her heart swell with affection.
A blush crept onto her cheeks as the memories of their wedding night came flooding back-moments of tenderness, whispered words of love, and the merging of their souls in a dance as old as time itself. Carefully, she gently lifted his arm, trying not to wake him, and slid out of bed.
As she stood, she glanced around the room, her eyes landing on Tanishq's discarded T-shirt on the floor. Smiling softly, she picked it up and slipped it over her head, the familiar scent of him comforting her. The shirt hung loosely on her, the fabric cool against her skin. She stretched, feeling a slight soreness between her legs, a reminder of their intimate night. But it was a pleasant soreness, a sign of their union, and it made her smile even more.
Padding softly to the bathroom, Aashvi turned on the shower, letting the warm water soothe her body and wash away the last traces of sleep. The warmth enveloped her, relaxing her muscles and easing any discomfort. After a few minutes, she stepped out, feeling refreshed and ready to start the day. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked back into the bedroom and opened her closet.
