Udaipur ~ A Path to our Destiny

Part 43 ~ Feet on Rhythm

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Suhani's Pov

"Aditya" I finally stammered, feeling as if time had slowed around us. My heart pounded as I watched him, nerves dancing on the edge of every second.

He flashed me a smile—so breathtaking, it felt like the ground slipped from under my feet. Butterflies? No. It was as if a whole zoo had erupted in my stomach, leaving me blushing furiously. That smile—God, that smile—was enough to make the entire world disappear around us.

For the first time, I called him by his name, and it felt strange yet exhilarating. The way his name rolled off my tongue, soft and familiar, sent shivers down my spine. His eyes sparkled, and I found myself lost in their depths. He was magnificent, more captivating than I ever dared to admit. 

(W-wait, Suhani, are you... falling for him? Are you? The thought was both terrifying and thrilling. A rush of emotions surged through me—hope, fear, and something warm that tugged at my heart. If I fall for him and decide to spend the rest of my life with him, I just don't want to lose him. That's all. Mahadev, If I choose this path, bless us to never fall apart. Never.)

 The thought wrapped around my heart like a protective shield, comforting yet fragile.

But before I could dwell on it further, Dadisa's voice broke through my swirling thoughts, pulling me back to reality.

"Adi, Suhani, inse milo, Nahargarh ki royal family" Dadisa introduced, her tone formal yet warm. I turned to see a middle-aged man and woman approaching, dressed elegantly and carrying a bouquet of flowers and some gifts. They exuded an air of grace and nobility that matched their royal lineage.               

(Meet them , the royal family of nahargarh)

Mr. Rathore and I exchanged a brief, understanding glance before joining our hands in greeting.

 "Namaste" we said in unison, bowing our heads slightly in respect. The man smiled kindly, his eyes twinkling with a hint of nostalgia, while the woman extended the bouquet towards us, her gaze soft and welcoming.