Sheltered love 🤍

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"Bhabhi, are you ready?" Pihu's voice came through my ear as she stood at the door frame

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"Bhabhi, are you ready?" Pihu's voice came through my ear as she stood at the door frame.

"I'm ready," I muttered, taking a deep breath.

"Wow, Bhabhi, you look so gorgeous! Bhai will definitely faint after seeing you," she exclaimed with a wide smile.

I couldn't help but smile at her compliment.

"Let's go," she proclaimed, holding out her hand.

We made our way to the grand hall where the reception was being held, my heart pounded in my chest.

We reached the venue and made our way to the grand hall where the reception was being held, my heart pounding in my chest.

The media was all there, cameras flashing and reporters murmuring.  My eyes started searching for Veer, and finally, my gaze met his.

He started coming towards me, He looked so handsome in his black tux, just like a Greek god. My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions seeing him like this.

Pihu gave my hand a reassuring squeeze before stepping back, allowing Veer to take her place by my side.

As he approached, the media's attention shifted towards us, cameras flashing to capture every moment.

"You look gorgeous," he whispered when he reached me, his eyes filled with admiration.

"And you look like a dream," I replied softly, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.

Veer paused for a moment, his eyes softening as he gazed at me. A small, genuine smile curved his Lips.

As I saw Mishika approach, she looked like a celestial nymph descended from the heavens

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As I saw Mishika approach, she looked like a celestial nymph descended from the heavens. Her gossamer white saree flowed around her with an ethereal grace, its delicate fabric shimmering as if woven from stardust. Her long hair cascaded in soft waves, parted to the side, and framed her face with divine elegance.

" I couldn't come with her because of some last-minute  stupid meeting, but now gravity of her presence transforming the room into a realm of celestial beauty."

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