Author's POV :
Two years had passed since that fateful night, and now she was standing in her wedding dress, looking into the eyes of the man she loved. Adhwik looked just as nervous, his hands fidgeting with the microphone. They had decided to hold a joint wedding ceremony with Rohan and Preeti, a testament to the strength of their bond and the unbreakable friendship that had formed amidst the chaos.
The venue was a picturesque garden, lit up with a thousand fairy lights, the air filled with the sweet scent of jasmine. The stage was set for the dual weddings, and Ahana's heart fluttered as
she saw the love and joy reflected in everyone's eyes. Rohan had found happiness with Preeti, who had been the pillar of strength for both siblings during the darkest days.
The crowd was a mix of family, friends, and a few discreetly placed security guards, a reminder of the price of fame. But today, they were not celebrities or mere attendees; they were all here to celebrate love. Adhwik's parents had come around, seeing the genuine affection their son had for Ahana and the way she had brought light into their lives.
The pandit began the mantras, and the four of them exchanged garlands, smiles, and nervous glances. Rohan's hand found hers, giving it a gentle squeeze, and she knew he was feeling the same mix of excitement and trepidation. They had come a long way from that night when their worlds had collided so dramatically.
As the ceremony unfolded, Ahana couldn't help but think of Nisha. She had heard that Nisha had moved away, her spitefulness forgotten in the wake of the true love that had blossomed between Ahana and Adhwik. A small part of her felt pity for the woman who had never known the warmth of genuine affection. But she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the love that surrounded her.
The moment came when Adhwik was to tie the sacred thread around her neck, the mangalsutra that would symbolize their union. His hands were steady now, his eyes filled with nothing but love and commitment. As he leaned in to whisper the final vows, Ahana felt the last of her fears melt away.
The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as the four of them were pronounced husband and wife. The sound was deafening, but all Ahana could hear was the thundering beat of her own heart. She looked into Adhwik's eyes, and she knew that no matter what the future held, she was exactly where she was meant to be.
The reception was a star-studded affair, with Adhwik's celebrity friends in attendance, their faces beaming with happiness for the couple. They had all seen the tabloid drama unfold and were thrilled to see that love had triumphed in the end. The dance floor was alive with the rhythm of their favorite songs, and the air was thick with the promise of a lifetime of happiness.
Ahana's parents were the proudest, their eyes never leaving their daughter's face, their smiles wide and genuine. They had seen her grow from a shy girl with a crush to a strong woman who had faced adversity and come out the other side with her head held high.
And as she danced with Adhwik under the stars, her heart felt lighter than it had in years. The whispers of the past had faded away, replaced by the sweet melody of their shared future. She knew that there would be challenges ahead, but with Adhwik by her side, she was ready to face them all.
The night ended with a shower of rose petals and a kiss that felt like the start of a new chapter. As they drove away from the venue, hand in hand, Ahana couldn't help but look back at the house that had been her prison and her refuge. It was no longer a symbol of pain and rejection but a stepping stone to the life she had always dreamed of.
Two years ago, she had been a girl with a crush, unsure of her place in the world. Now, she was a woman in love, ready to conquer the world with her new family by her side. And as they disappeared into the night, the glow of the festivities fading behind them, Ahana knew that she had found her place, not just in Adhwik's heart, but in the grand tapestry of life itself.
Preeti and Rohan watched their friends drive away, their own hearts filled with a mix of joy and nerves. They had supported each other through the storm, and now it was their turn to face the world as a couple. The path to their union had been fraught with challenges, but their love had proven to be the strongest force of all.
Rohan took Preeti's hand, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "For never giving up on us."
Preeti looked up at him, her smile gentle. "Thank you for never giving up on yourself," she said. "You're the strongest person I know."
They turned to face the crowd, ready to embark on their own journey together. The music swelled, and they stepped onto the dance floor, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. It was a dance of love, of hope, and of new beginnings.
Their friends and family watched, their hearts swelling with happiness. They had seen the two of them grow from adversaries to lovers, from a couple torn apart by societal norms to a pair united by the strength of their feelings.
The night was a blur of laughter, tears, and promises. As the final song played, Rohan pulled Preeti closer, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. They had come so far, from the awkwardness of their first dance to the fiery passion that burned between them now.
Their love had been tested, but it had emerged stronger than ever. And as they danced under the stars, surrounded by the people who loved them most, they knew that together, they could face anything that life threw their way.
Their future was uncertain, but it was filled with the promise of love and acceptance. They had found each other in the most unlikely of places, and now, they were ready to build a life filled with joy and music, just like the melody that had brought them together.
And as the night grew late, and the party wound down, they stood hand in hand, watching the final embers of the bonfire flicker and die. Their hearts were full, their futures intertwined, and the world was their stage.
The end of the college festival had been just the beginning for Ahana and Adhwik. But for Rohan and Preeti, it had been the catalyst for their own love story, one that had started in the shadow of scandal and had grown into something beautiful and pure.
They had faced their fears, overcome their differences, and found a love that was truly theirs. And as they drove away from the lights of the city, into the quiet embrace of the night, they knew that the real adventure was just beginning.
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The End
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