Time for the surprise
A week was left until my dear one's birthday. The love of my life, the person who made me the happiest and loved me wholeheartedly, accepted me as I was, something others had often failed to do. This was her first birthday since we began our relationship, and I wanted to make it special.
Determined to find the perfect gift, I went shopping, browsing through various stores until I found something that felt just right. After carefully packing the gift, I returned home. I barely stayed at home these days, but my parents never questioned me. Sometimes I wondered what had changed in them. Without dwelling on it, I headed straight to my room.
The week passed quickly. I barely spoke to her, hoping that my absence would heighten the impact of the surprise. I wanted her to feel special, to understand just how much she meant to me. The anticipation built up, and every day I grew more excited about the plans I had for her birthday
Dia and Aadhya threw a birthday party for Saakshi, and it was celebrated with the presence of Aaron, Aadhya, Dia, and Michael. I couldn't be there, but I was eager to know how it went. After the party, I asked Aadhya about it.
"It was a great party," Aadhya began, but her tone was cautious.
"How was Saakshi's mood?" I asked, trying to gauge her response.
Aadhya sighed, looking a bit uncomfortable. "She was pissed off, to be honest. If you appear in front of her right now, she might beat you to a pulp."
My heart sank. "What happened? Why is she so angry?"
"Well," Aadhya continued, "she felt neglected because you barely talked to her this past week. She didn't know you were planning a surprise and thought you were ignoring her on her birthday week."
I ran a hand through my hair, feeling a mix of regret and frustration. "I wanted to make it special for her. I thought keeping some distance would make the surprise more impactful."
"I understand your intentions," Aadhya said gently, "but Saakshi didn't know that. She was hurt because she felt forgotten on such an important week."
I sighed, realizing my mistake. "I need to make this right."
Aadhya nodded. "Yes, you do. She deserves to know how much you care. Go to her, explain everything, and make it up to her."
In the evening, I called Saakshi and asked her to come outside for a while. At first, she denied it, but I knew ways to convince her.
"Fine, if you don't want to, then don't regret denying me," I told her over the call. When I hung up, she was already in front of me, delighted by my presence. I asked her to hop into the car. The first five minutes of our ride were silent until she broke the silence.
"Can you please tell me where we're going?" she asked.
"You'll know soon. Just have a bit of patience," I replied with a smile. She seemed exhilarated.
When we reached the place where I had planned to celebrate her birthday, I held my ears and asked for her forgiveness. "Sorry, I didn't know today was your birthday, so I didn't prepare anything for you."
"It's okay," she said, fidgeting her fingers with disappointment.
"You could have told me this at my house. Why did you bring me here? Do you have anything else planned?" she asked with a poker face. I tried hard to suppress my smile.
"I thought you'd yell at me, and I didn't want anyone to find out about us. That's why I brought you here, far from your home," I said. As soon as the words left my mouth, she hit me on the chest.
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Day we met
RomanceRic Atwal: A very devoted and obedient child, always valuing his parents' wishes, even if it meant sacrificing his desires. It's heartbreaking to hear that he lost his first love along the way Saakshi Verma: has a carefree and joyful life, surrounde...