In a world where love seems lost, Sara Tendulkar's heart is still tethered to the pain of her past. Betrayed by her first love, Harsh, she struggles to move on. Seeing their daughter's despair, Sachin and Anjali Tendulkar make the difficult decision...
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Sara sat in the balcony, wrapped in the serene silence of the early morning, watching the sky as it transitioned from the cool darkness to a soft, golden hue. The gentle breeze played with her hair, and a faint smile lingered on her lips. It was one of those rare moments where she felt calm, her thoughts quieted by the beauty of the new day.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms gently wrap around her from behind, startling her. She let out a small shout, her heart racing.
"Relax... it's just me," Shubman's voice whispered softly against her ear, amusement lacing his tone.
Sara, still catching her breath, nodded as she realized it was him. Her cheeks flushed instantly, the warmth creeping up to her face. Her heart was still beating fast, but now for a different reason. She could feel Shubman's body close to hers, and the soft morning air made everything feel more intimate. She tried to calm the fluttering in her chest, but it was no use—a whole zoo had erupted in her stomach.
"You scared me!" she said, still blushing, unable to hide her smile.
Shubman chuckled softly. "Didn't mean to. I just couldn't resist."
Sara looked over her shoulder at him, her heart still fluttering. He was standing so close, his sleepy eyes warm and relaxed, and his hair slightly tousled from sleep. There was something about the way he looked at her—like she was the only person in the world at that moment—that made her feel both vulnerable and cherished.
"You're up early," she said softly, trying to ease her nerves, but her voice was still light and a little breathless.
"I woke up and you weren't in bed," Shubman said with a soft smile. "So, I came to find you. Didn't expect you to be out here, though."
"I just needed some fresh air," she explained, her voice barely above a whisper as she turned her gaze back to the sky. But the weight of his arms around her was making it hard to focus on anything else.
"Mind if I join you?" Shubman asked, though he didn't move from behind her, his embrace gentle yet firm.
She shook her head. "Not at all."
For a few moments, they stood there in silence, watching the sunrise together. The warmth of the sun slowly began to replace the chill of the night, and as the world around them began to wake up, it felt like time had slowed down for the two of them.
Shubman rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath soft against her neck. "You look happy this morning," he murmured, his voice low and comforting.
"I am," Sara admitted, her heart swelling with emotion she hadn't expected. "It's peaceful here...with you."
Shubman smiled, his heart skipping a beat at her words. There was something special about this moment—something fragile yet strong. He could feel the shift between them, the closeness that was growing every day. He wasn't sure when exactly it had happened, but Sara had started to mean more to him than he'd initially realized.
