Unexpectly Yours:The Journey Of An Arranged Marriage

PART 18

{Abhay and Kavya enter their bedroom at Abhay's Punjab house after a long day of wedding ceremonies.}

Abhay: "So, this is our room. I hope you find it comfortable.":(nervously)

Kavya: "Yes, it's very nice. Thank you for setting it up."

Abhay: "I wanted to make sure you felt at home. Is there anything you need?"

Kavya: "No, everything seems fine. I'm just a bit tired from today."

Abhay: "Understandable. It's been a hectic day. We should probably get some rest."

Kavya: "Definitely. It's been quite a whirlwind."

Abhay: "I know. It's been a big change for both of us. How are you feeling about everything?"

Kavya: "It's a lot to take in. I'm excited but also a bit nervous."

Abhay: "I feel the same way. It's strange, but I guess it's part of the process."

Kavya: "Yes, it is. We'll get used to it."

Abhay: "Yeah, we will. I'm glad we already know each other a bit. It makes this transition easier."

Kavya: "Agreed. It helps to have some familiarity."

Abhay: "So, do you want to talk about anything before we head to bed? Or should we just get some rest?"

Kavya: "We can just get some rest. I think that's probably best."

Abhay: "Alright. If you need anything, just let me know."

Kavya: "Thanks. I will."

Abhay: "Goodnight, Kavya."

Kavya: "Goodnight, Abhishek."

{They both prepare for bed, each finding their own space and adjusting to the new environment. The first night is quiet, filled with the soft sounds of settling into a new routine.}

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{The first rays of sunlight filter softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. Kavya, feeling the gravity of her new role as a bride, wakes up early. With determination mixed with nerves, she dresses in a beautifully embroidered saree. She then heads to the window, where she starts air-drying her hair, her movements both delicate and purposeful.}

{Abhay, still deeply asleep, stirs slightly as he feels a few droplets of water fall onto his face. He blinks groggily, trying to make sense of the unfamiliar sensation, and slowly opens his eyes. As he takes in the sight of Kavya, her wet hair shimmering in the soft morning light, he is captivated by the image.}

Abhay (rubbing his face, still half-asleep and disoriented): "Hmm? What's—"

{He sits up, blinking and trying to adjust to the waking world. His gaze settles on Kavya, who stands by the window, her hair cascading around her and droplets falling softly. The sight is unexpected and mesmerizing.}

Abhay (voice rough but filled with awe): "Kavya?"

Kavya (startled by his voice, turns around with a mix of embarrassment and surprise): "Oh! I didn't mean to wake you. I'm sorry."

Abhay (sitting up, rubbing his eyes and trying to fully wake up, his gaze fixed on her): "No, it's okay. I just wasn't expecting to wake up to... this."

Kavya (blushing deeply, feeling a mix of nervousness and self-consciousness): "I was trying to get ready early. I didn't want to be rushed later."