PALAK'S POV:
Sitting near hawan. His side profile can be seen. But then he turned his face and our eyes met for microseconds. I immediately looked down and heat rushed to my face when the recent incident of seeing me almost naked hits my mind.
I want to disappear out of embarrassment right out. I still keep going towards him while my eyes still on ground not until annu whispered in my ears.
" kya hua chubs... morning incident hit huh!!"
I elbowed her and slightly glared at her. She is teasing me and that time when everyone's focus is on me. I don't have habit of this much attention please don't give meeeee !!!!!
Maa and annu left my hand when I reached near a small square stage where he was sitting. I didn't dare to lift my gaze at her cause right now, I am probably red. I stepped towards the hawan and silently sat beside him maintaining distance.
SHAAN'S POV:
I was sitting in front of hawan. This golden kurta fits perfectly on me but I cant whole day. I looked at vihaan and he was just clicking pictures of me where as tiasha were clicking her photos.
I just want to leave from here and wear my comfortable cloths and do my work. Who the hell made this culture. The whispers grown even more. Animesh came and whispered something in my ears and again went to his place.
I look at him and he gesture me to look at my left side. I turned to look at my left and my eyes landed on her.
Wearing a golden saree. My eyes unknowingly scanned her from head to toe. She smiled at mom and then our eyes met for a fraction of second and she instantly looked away.
Not gonna lie she was looking so beautiful.
Wait. What???
Shaan?? Are you really adoring her??
I looked at hawan's fire while frowning cause how the hell I can even think like that? I am feeling angry on myself for this. I looked at Aryan and Animesh and they gave me sheepy smile which made me roll my eyes.
She was coming near and her sound of anklets can be hear from distance too. I don't know why? But her anklet's sound seems very soothing and peaceful for me. She came and sat beside me by maintaining some distance. I took a light glance at her and the incident flash in my mind.
I was at fault that time cause, I was on my phone and didn't notice the room. On the top of that, I didn't even say sorry to her. I should apologize her for that. There were only 10-12 peoples as my marriage is private for some reasons.
The priest started his mantras and I joined my hands closed my eyes. Papa said that this pooja is for the beginning of my married life. I wasn't interested but still for the sake of my parents. The priest asked for our hands.
I forwarded my hand and placed the back of the palm on my palm. She hesitantly forwarded and put her hand on mine. The goosebumps can be seen lightly on her hand and I felt her shivering on my touch. I let out a small chuckle that was unnoticeable for everyone.
The closeness between us increases and her face was just an inch away from mine but still we didn't look at each other. The mantras were so loud that If I want to say anything to someone, I have to say near their ear.
" I am sorry"
I said with my usual deep and cold voice and serious and noticed that her gaze slightly landed on mine. I don't know but those words slipped from my mouth. I mean, yeah I want to ask for apology to her but not now and still it slipped.
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