THE COLOR OF LOVE

MORNING BLISS

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Aarushi woke up to the warm embrace of her husband, Anshul, who was sleeping peacefully beside her.

The realization that she was now his wife filled her with joy and a sense of security. She studied his face, taking in every detail. His long dark eyelashes, his straight nose, his thick eyebrows, his full lips, and his sharp jawline-all of it seemed almost too perfect. Her eyes moved to his beautiful black hair, slightly tousled from sleep.

With a giggle, she touched each of his features with her fingertips, marveling at her good fortune. His lips were plump and soft. As she dragged her finger slowly on his lower lip upto his nose. She felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for this gorgeous man who had become her life partner.

Unbeknownst to her, Anshul had woken up and was pretending to be asleep, thoroughly enjoying the attention she was showering upon him. He fought the urge to pull her closer and kiss her senselessly, not wanting to scare her. He wanted to give her time to settle down and feel comfortable in their relationship.

Finally, he could no longer contain himself. He opened his eyes and smiled down at her.

Aarushi, caught off guard, gasped and immediately tried to escape, her face flushing with embarrassment. Anshul quickly caught her arm and pulled her back gently, drawing her closer to him.

"Where do you think you're going?" he teased, his voice husky with affection. Her hands landed on his chest and her face was too close to him.

"I...I was just..." she stammered, looking anywhere but at him, her cheeks a deep shade of red.

Anshul chuckled softly. "You don't need to be embarrassed, Aarushi. I love waking up to see your beautiful face."

Her heart raced as she met his gaze, the intensity of his eyes making her feel both nervous and excited. "I...I'm just not used to this," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

"It's okay," he reassured her, his tone gentle. "We have all the time in the world to get used to each other."

He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it softly. The simple, affectionate gesture made her heart flutter. Anshul's fingers intertwined with hers, and he pulled her closer, their faces inches apart.

"You're incredible, Aarushi," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "I'm so grateful to have you in my life."

Aarushi's eyes filled with tears of happiness. "I'm the lucky one. I can't believe I get to be with you."

"Believe it," he whispered, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "You're mine, and I'm yours. Forever."

She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his lips on her skin. The romantic atmosphere of the morning, the intimacy of their shared space, and the depth of their emotions created a perfect moment of bliss. Aarushi felt all her fears and insecurities melt away, replaced by the overwhelming love she felt for Anshul.

He pulled her into a tight embrace, holding her close as if he never wanted to let go. She nestled against him, feeling safe and cherished in his arms. The world outside could wait. For now, it was just the two of them, wrapped in each other's love and the promise of a beautiful future together.

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Aarushi looked at Anshul with a mix of concern and determination.

"We should get up," she said softly, her voice tinged with worry. "Your parents might think I'm lazy or uneducated for sleeping in so late."

Anshul chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You don't have to worry about that," he replied, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "My parents already left last night."

"Left?" she asked, confusion and shock mingling in her expression. "Where did they go?"

"They went back to their home," Anshul explained, a playful smile spreading across his face.

Realization dawned on Aarushi, and she blushed, her face turning a deep shade of red. She hid her face in her hands, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and shyness.

"I didn't know we were going to live alone here," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Anshul couldn't help but tease her. "Are you saying you're disappointed?" he asked, feigning hurt.

Aarushi peeked at him from between her fingers, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of amusement and bashfulness.

"No, it's just... I didn't expect it," she confessed.

Anshul wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

"Well, I wanted to surprise you," he said softly. "I thought we could use some time to ourselves, to get to know each other better and to start building our life together without any interruptions."

Aarushi smiled, her heart swelling with affection for the man who had become her husband. "Thank you," she whispered, feeling a warmth spread through her at the thoughtfulness of his gesture.

Anshul kissed her forehead tenderly. "You don't need to thank me," he replied. "I'm just glad we can have this time together."

Aarushi looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude and love. "I am too," she said, her voice steady and sincere. "I want to make the most of every moment with you."

Anshul grinned. "Then let's start our day," he suggested, his tone light and cheerful. "We have a whole new life ahead of us, and I can't wait to share it with you."

Aarushi nodded, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation for the future. They got up, hand in hand, ready to face whatever the day might bring, knowing that as long as they were together, they could handle anything.

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