♡ CHAPTER - FOUR ♡

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Hello everyone,
I am your Belle

This is a chapter from my second book. I hope you like it! Don't forget to vote, comment, and share it with others.

(Humko bhi toh malum chale yaar ki aap log ko ye kahani kaisi lagi, pasand aa bhi rahi yaa nahi, itna toh haaq banta hai naa humara🤌🏻🥹)

So here the fourth chapter of
♡ Ek duje ke vaaste ♡

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It was a lively evening with Nikita, Naina, and their cousins enjoying music and working around

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It was a lively evening with Nikita, Naina, and their cousins enjoying music and working around. Suddenly, the music on Spotify started playing on its own.

"Oh no, yaar! Now Spotify will play on its own. I don't even have premium!" Nikita exclaimed.

Naina laughed and said, "Koi nahi, Nikku Di, it will play good songs."

Just then, the song "Aankhon Ki Gustakhiyan" started playing, perfectly setting the mood.

Meanwhile, Aahan and Saanvi were busy putting flowers and lights into boxes. Aahan couldn't stop admiring Saanvi. The soft evening light made everything feel magical. Saanvi was focused, her long, open hair falling gently over her back. Her eyes stayed down as she worked.

While helping her, Aahan noticed a flower stuck in her hair. "Woh... tumhare baalon mein ek phool fas gaya hai," he said, pointing towards her hair.

"Kidhar?" Saanvi asked, trying to find it by touching her hair.

Aahan gestured to show her, but she couldn't figure it out. Finally, he stepped closer and gently removed the flower from her hair. For a moment, he was lost in her smile and the way she laughed softly.

As Saanvi continued collecting lights, a butterfly suddenly landed on her shoulder. She stopped and started playing with it, laughing like a child. The butterfly moved from her shoulder to her hand, then to her hair, and Saanvi looked so happy. Aahan couldn't take his eyes off her.

At one point, Aahan picked up the start of a flower garland, and at the same time, Saanvi grabbed the end of it. She looked at him with a playful smile and said, "Aare, ye maine pakda tha!"

Aahan grinned teasingly and said, "Haan, theek hai, toh le lijiye. Maine kab mana kiya?" He held on to the beginning of the garland.

Saanvi smiled back and pulled the garland toward herself, but Aahan didn't let go. She raised an eyebrow and said with a playful frown, "Aare, chhodiye bhi!"

He laughed and said, "Aap khud le lijiye."

With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, Saanvi teased, "Baad mein kahiyega nahi ki humne mana nahi kiya tha."

She tugged harder, and this time, Aahan was pulled toward her. As they leaned closer, their faces almost touching, they both got lost in each other's eyes, but the playful moment made them both laugh. It was a light, happy moment. Saanvi smiled widely, her laughter making Aahan smile even more. "Dekha, hum jeet gaye naa?" she said proudly.

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