She DESTINED With Me.

🤍his breath on my neck.🤎

Warmness of his voice, my body feels shiver.

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The Khurana villa was alive with the joyful chaos of the haldi ceremony. The women of the house were gathered around Arpana, who sat in the center of the room, adorned in bright yellow. The air was filled with laughter and chatter as everyone eagerly applied the glowing turmeric paste to Arpana's face and body.

Reev and Reesh, brimming with excitement, were at the heart of the festivities. They giggled and clapped as they participated in the traditional ceremony, their faces lit up with delight. Reev's eyes sparkled as she smeared a bit of the paste on her own cheeks, making everyone laugh.

Ayati stood at the edge of the crowd, a wide smile on her face as she took in the vibrant scene before her. The sight of the happy faces, the colorful decorations, and the enthusiastic energy made her heart swell. It was a beautiful and vivid celebration, a testament to the love and traditions of the Khurana family.

Arpit walked in, his presence commanding attention as he made his way through the crowd. His gaze softened as he looked at the bustling scene, and he approached his sisters.

Reesh who was holding a bowl of the glowing turmeric paste, looked up and passed it to Arpit with a smile. "Here, bhaiya, it's fun!! Do it fast!"

He accepted the bowl, his smile growing as he watched the joyful chaos around him. The room was filled with warmth and happiness, and even though he was somewhat reserved, he couldn't help but be drawn into the celebration. The sight of Arpana, surrounded by her loved ones, enjoying the haldi ceremony, was a reminder of the strong bonds and traditions that held the Khurana family together.

Ayati watched the scene with a sense of contentment. The vibrant atmosphere and the genuine happiness of everyone around her made her feel a deep sense of belonging. She knew that moments like these were rare and precious, and she cherished every second of it.

As the lively haldi ceremony continued, Ayati's heart raced unexpectedly when Nirv's loud shout cut through the cheerful noise. Her mind immediately jumped to a person who surely with nirv wondering if he was about to make his entrance. The anticipation made her pulse quicken.

Arpit noticed Nirv and couldn't help but think back to their earlier conversation with mayank . However, he dismissed those thoughts, recognizing that this wasn't the time for such concerns. The celebration deserved full focus, and he didn't want to dwell on past worries.

Mayank arrived, dressed in a traditional kurta set and juti that perfectly complemented his imposing presence. His attire highlighted his stature, making him look even more striking his long hair with tied in tiny pony making him hotter than he actually is. As he entered the room, he moved with a confident grace, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Dadi called out to him warmly, and he approached Arpana with a soft rare smile. He dipped his fingers into the bowl of turmeric paste and gently applied it to her cheeks, adding to the festive atmosphere. Arpana beamed at him, clearly pleased by his gesture.

He then stepped back, positioning himself next to Nirv. His gaze naturally fell on Ayati, who stood just a short distance away. Their eyes met briefly, and the intensity of the moment made Ayati lower her lashes, a blush rising to her cheeks.

Mayank's heart beat steadily, matching the rhythm of his calm demeanor. He continued to observe her, his gaze lingering as he took in every detail. The connection between them was palpable, a silent communication that spoke volumes in the midst of the joyful celebration.