ENTANGLED HEARTS : A Triangle Of Love

Chapter 43

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"Bhaiya bhabhi humne aap dono ke liye special cake order ki hai. Toh bachelor's party ki shuruaat came cutting se hi karte hai." Aaryan said.

As the group gathered around for the cake cutting, Aaryan excitedly brought out the cake.

"Yeh rahi humari special cake! Abhira bhabhi aur Armaan bhaiya ke liye." Aaryan said with a wide grin, placing the cake on the table.

"Wow! It looks so pretty!" Kiara exclaimed, admiring the elegant design.

Ruhi added, "Haan, ab jaldi se cake kaato. Sab intezaar kar rahe hain!"

Abhira and Armaan stood together in front of the cake. Abhira picked up the knife hesitantly, but Armaan placed his hand over hers with a gentle smile.

They slowly kept the knife over the cake and cut a triangle piece from it.

Everyone cheered as they cut the cake together. "Yayyy! Congratulations!" Kiara, Aaryan, and the others shouted in excitement.

Aaryan, who was already in a playful mood, quickly grabbed the bottle of champagne, shaking the bottle mischievously.

Before anyone could stop him, he popped the bottle open with a loud bang, spilling champagne all over the table and floor. Everyone burst out laughing.

"Arre! Aaryan, sambhaal ke!" Ruhi giggled as she stepped back to avoid the splash.

Poppers blew in the background, showering the room with colorful confetti. The mood was light, and laughter filled the air.

Abhira, wiping some champagne droplets from her dress. Armaan couldn’t help but laugh at Aaryan’s antics.

"Abhira bhabhi, aap itni serious kyun lag rahi hain? Thoda smile kar lo na!" Aaryan teased, nudging her lightly as they stood amidst the group.

Abhira gave a small, forced smile but didn’t seem truly happy. She quietly wiped the champagne drops from her dress, her mind elsewhere.

Meanwhile, Ruhi and Kiara dragged her to the dance floor, "Come on, Abhira! Dance toh karna padega!" they cheered.

Abhira half-heartedly moved her hands to the music, her steps light, but her energy low. She tried to blend in with everyone, swaying to the beat, but her eyes occasionally drifted to the crowd.

Rohit stood at a distance, watching her intently. He wanted to approach her, to talk, to explain—anything.

But every time he tried to get closer, someone else would start a conversation with Abhira, keeping her occupied.

Armaan noticed her distracted state and leaned in, whispering, "Are you okay? You seem off."

Abhira just nodded, "Haan, bas thoda tired hoon." But deep down, she felt the weight of Rohit's gaze on her.

"Kya baat hai Abhira, aaj kal tum kuch jyada hi thaki rehti ho? Sab theek hai na?" Armaan asked while cupping her cheeks.

"Ha....haaa Armaan, voh bas sh....shaadi hai....hai na toh usi ki bhaga daudi rehti hai. Au....aur upar se sone ka vakt hi na...nahi milta. Guests pura din aate rehte hai aur raat ko bhi late ho jaata hai sone mein." Abhira lied.

"This is not good Abhira. Ese toh tumhari tabiyat bhi kharab ho jaayegi." Armaan said while brushing off some haie strands from her face with his thumb.

"I....I know lekin ab bas ek hi din ki toh baat hai. Kal shaa....shaadi ke baad thodi yeh sab kuch hoga." Abhira said.

"Haa nahi hoga lekin phir bhi Abhira. Agar mujhe pehle pata hota toh mai is bachelor's party ke liye mana kar deta." Armaan said.