Burn Like Ashes

Chapter: 47

Divya Desai Pov,

The night in the forest was magical. We talked, shared our love in every possible way. Aayansh Shekhawat was the best choice of my life, and if someone were to ask me the same thing ten years from now, my answer would still be the same.

He showed me that love can find you even when you despise the feeling, even when you don't want to cross paths with it. When the right time comes, God sends it to you. We are often told to fight our destiny, but I always believed in going with the flow until Aayansh walked into my life.

For him, I would sacrifice everything. I was always meant to be by his side. And if destiny can't agree with that, then it will have to face Divya Aayansh Shekhawat first. Only then can it decide what happens next.

Two strong arms wrapped around my small waist, breaking my deep trance. I took a deep breath, filling my nostrils with his familiar cologne. He nestled his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder, and I chuckled, grasping his palm with mine.

"Ready for Rome?" he asked, his face still nestled in my neck. His voice was hoarse and deep, sending a swarm of butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Letting a small smile appear on my lips, I nodded and replied, "More than ready."

I'm beyond excited to spend my time there with him. I want this honeymoon to be unforgettable, filled with beautiful memories and endless moments of love.

"Divya," he called out softly.

"Ji, kahiye?" I replied, my heart fluttering.

"Where do you see us in the next five years?" he asked, spinning me around to face him. My hands found their way to his shoulders for support as I stood on my tiptoes.

"I see us happy," I replied, my voice filled with certainty. His brows furrowed in confusion, and he pulled me closer, our bodies brushing against each other.

"I wasn't expecting that answer," he said, his voice tinged with disappointment. I smiled, puzzled by his reaction.

"What were you expecting, husband?" I asked, a sly smile playing on my lips. His own lips curled into a smile as he suddenly picked me up, placing me on the window sill. One of his hands supported my back, while the other rested on my thighs. He bent down in front of me, and I gazed at him, still confused.

"I was expecting you to say that you see us back in Rome, but this time with our baby," he said, his voice filled with a dreamy excitement. "You're running after her because she isn't eating her breakfast, and she comes to me for rescue. Then, I kiss you, and you get distracted, allowing me and her to sneak away for some ice cream."

His words painted a beautiful picture, and a big smile spread across his face. I cupped his cheeks in my palms, my heart swelling with love and hope for the future.

"Her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, her. I want a daughter, my love, a little version of you," he said playfully. "A baby boy can wait. I don't want to share you with another boy so soon."

I laughed, my heart feeling light and full of joy. He just kept staring at me, his eyes full of affection. When my laughter finally subsided, we kissed, a tender moment that felt like a promise for the future.

Soon after our moment, we headed downstairs where our luggage was already packed and waiting near the main door. He intertwined his hand with mine, and we approached Maa, who gave us her blessings. Chacha and Chachi followed, offering their blessings as well.

Dev teased us, "Mujhe bhi le chalo apne saath" (Take me with you). We all laughed

Aayansh shot Dev a death glare, enough to make him immediately fall silent.