Hukum sa little obsession

Beautiful Punjab

**Author's POV:**As everyone began getting ready for the day, Ishita was lost in thoughts of Shivendra. She was wearing a stunning black anarkali suit that accentuated her elegance and grace. The outfit made her feel both beautiful and nervous, especially with the thought of Shivendra in mind.

**Shivendra's POV:**As I was preparing, Arjun, Akshay, and Aryan entered the room, their faces lit up with mischievous grins. "What's with the smiles?" I asked, raising an eyebrow."Nothing," Aryan replied nonchalantly, but I sensed there was something they weren't telling me.Arjun, with an amused look, asked, "Why are you dressed so traditionally today?""Because I want to," I said firmly. "And none of you dare wear black today; otherwise, I'll make sure you regret it."They gulped nervously. Akshay then asked, "Bhai, do you like Ishita?""Yes," I answered without hesitation, the truth coming out effortlessly."You should tell her before she becomes someone else's," Aryan advised. His words struck a chord, and the thought of her being with someone else unsettled me deeply. We still had three days here, and I needed to make my feelings known before it was too late.

The room buzzed with the chatter of guests, but Ishita could hardly hear any of it. Her eyes were still fixed on Shivendra, whose presence seemed to command her full attention. The black kurta he wore accentuated his tall frame, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of harmony between them, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that finally fit together.

She remembered how, earlier that day, Shivendra had casually suggested she wear black, his tone light yet insistent. At the time, she had thought nothing of it, but now, seeing him standing there in a matching outfit, it all made sense. A soft blush crept up her cheeks as she realized the subtle care behind his suggestion.Shivendra, on the other hand, had noticed her the moment she stepped into the room. Her elegance in the black traditional attire took his breath away, and for a moment, he was lost in the sight of her. His deep blue eyes, usually so calm and composed, now held a spark as they met her warm brown ones. The world around them faded, leaving just the two of them in that fleeting, yet profound, moment of connection.It was Aryan's playful jibe that broke the spell. Shivendra blinked, as if coming out of a trance, and shot Aryan a half-hearted glare before his gaze softened again as it returned to Ishita. The smile that tugged at his lips was small, almost imperceptible, but it spoke volumes. It was a smile that told her everything she needed to know—that the connection between them was real, and it wasn't going anywhere.The bond between them was unspoken, yet palpable, like an invisible thread that drew them closer even amidst the crowd. And though the moment had been interrupted, the understanding that had passed between them lingered, wrapping them in a quiet certainty that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.