The Birla siblings 💕

Ruhanika's Rohit ❣️

Ruhanika walked through the bustling streets, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The city seemed to sparkle in the late afternoon sun, every detail more vivid than usual. She could feel the anticipation bubbling inside her as she approached the familiar café, where so many of their memories had been made. This place had become a cornerstone of their relationship-a symbol of their love, their growth, and their shared dreams.

As she entered the café, the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her. The chime of the doorbell announced her arrival, and she immediately spotted Rohit sitting at their favorite table by the window. The table had a perfect view of the bustling street outside, but it also offered a sense of intimacy, as if the world outside didn't exist when they were together. Above them, the heart-shaped sign of the café hung like a gentle reminder of the love they had nurtured over the past three years.

Rohit looked up, his eyes lighting up as he saw her. He stood up, his smile widening, and Ruhanika felt her heart skip a beat. She loved how his presence could make her feel so warm, so safe. As she walked over, he pulled out her chair, the gesture as natural as breathing.

"Happy 3rd love anniversary to us," Rohit said softly, his voice carrying the weight of their shared history, every word laced with affection. He reached out and took her hand in his, his touch gentle yet firm.

Ruhanika's lips curled into a smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Happy anniversary," she replied, her voice just above a whisper as she gazed into his eyes. For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in this bubble of love and contentment.

They settled into their seats, the atmosphere between them charged with a familiar, comforting energy. The café was lively, filled with the sounds of clinking cups and soft chatter, but it all felt distant to them. Their focus was solely on each other, their connection palpable in the way they exchanged glances, smiles, and touches.

Rohit had always had a knack for making ordinary moments feel extraordinary. As they sipped on their coffee, he leaned forward slightly, his fingers tracing light patterns on the back of her hand. "You know," he began, his voice low and intimate, "every time I look at you, I fall in love all over again. These three years... they've been the best of my life, Ruhanika."

Ruhanika felt her cheeks flush as her heart swelled with emotion. "I feel the same way, Rohit. I can't imagine my life without you. You've brought so much love and joy into my world."

Rohit smiled, his thumb gently caressing her knuckles. "I remember the first time we came here, how nervous I was. I couldn't stop thinking about how I wanted to make every moment perfect for you."

Ruhanika laughed softly, her mind drifting back to that day. "And you did. You've always made me feel so special, so loved. I'm so grateful for you."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, shifting between lighthearted banter and deeper, more emotional exchanges. At one point, Rohit ordered her favorite dessert, a decadent chocolate cake with a side of fresh strawberries. As they shared it, Rohit playfully fed her a bite, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You're spoiling me," Ruhanika teased, leaning in to kiss the chocolate off his lips.

"Only because you deserve it," Rohit murmured against her lips before kissing her back, the kiss lingering longer, filled with passion and tenderness.

Time seemed to slip away, the hours blending into one another as they continued to enjoy each other's company. The café began to empty, the bustling sounds outside fading as the sun set, painting the sky with shades of pink and orange. As they sat in the warm glow of the evening light, Ruhanika felt an overwhelming sense of contentment. It was in moments like these that she realized how deeply she loved Rohit.