YASH POV : Chapter 19

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YASH'S POV

As Akash and Vikas led me outside, they finally removed the cloth covering my eyes. The first thing I saw was a long path lined with roses and candles, their soft glow lighting up the night. I turned to Akash, who handed me a yellow rose along with a letter. "What's this?" I asked, puzzled.

Akash just smiled and said, "You know how to read, so do the honor."

I looked at the yellow rose before opening the letter. It read:

"Yash, this yellow rose is for the friendship we've built over time since I landed in Mumbai

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"Yash, this yellow rose is for the friendship we've built over time since I landed in Mumbai. It's for all the laughs, the inside jokes, and the trust we share. You've been an incredible friend to me, and I cherish every moment we've spent together. Happy Birthday, Yash."

Closing the letter, I looked back at Akash, who nodded towards the path, urging me to keep going. I started walking, anticipation building with every step, until I reached Yuvi, holding a white rose. She handed me another letter, which I opened immediately:

"This white rose stands for the respect and admiration I have for you, Yash

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"This white rose stands for the respect and admiration I have for you, Yash. Your kindness, your strength, and the way you carry yourself inspire me every day. You make me want to be a better person, and I'm so grateful to have you in my life. I thank God every day for this."

Smiling at the letter, I felt my heart swell. But the anticipation was growing stronger. As I continued down the path, I spotted Vikas holding a pink rose. He teased me by pulling it back as I reached for it, but I playfully snatched the letter from his hand and began reading:

 He teased me by pulling it back as I reached for it, but I playfully snatched the letter from his hand and began reading:

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