Drenched Heart's || COMPLETED✔️||

🌸New Feelings🌸

In the backseat of Aahan's car, Arushi rolled her eyes at his antics. "Aahan, do you even have any sense? All you ever do is joke around!"

Aahan grinned mischievously. "Arushi, I'm just speaking the truth. You always give me that witch-like glare!"

Tanishka, sitting next to him, crossed her arms, clearly irritated. "Can you two be quiet for a bit? I feel like I'm stuck with two kids!"

"Relax, Tanu di! If you smiled a little, life would feel much better," Aahan teased, throwing a wink in her direction.

Arushi couldn't help but laugh. Tanishka huffed, pretending to ignore them.

Meanwhile,

 Aryan kept stealing glances at Anjali. Her face, lit by the sunlight, and her hair blowing in the wind made her look like she was straight out of a movie scene. 

*"She really is something special,"* he thought, feeling warmth in his chest.

"Eyes on the road, not on me," Anjali teased, catching him staring.

Aryan quickly looked away, trying to play it cool. "I was looking ahead," he said with a shrug, though he thought to himself .

*Par meri manzil mere bagal mai hai(but my destination is beside me)*

As night fell, they finally reached their destination—the beautiful farmhouse belonging to the Taneja brothers. 

The property was huge, with twinkling lights wrapped around the trees, casting a cozy glow over the lush garden.

As they stepped out of the car, Anjali looked around in awe. "Do you like it?" Aryan asked, glancing at her.

"It's really beautiful," she replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Hold on, let me help." She noticed Aryan struggling with the luggage in the backseat.

"Why did you bring so much stuff? Are you planning to settle down here?" she joked, trying to lift one of the bags.

"Whoa, pathar bhare hai kya(is there rock in it)? It's so heavy!"

"I'll handle it, don't worry," he insisted, trying to take the bag from her.

"Oh, it's fine, I can carry it. It's not that heavy," she said, her voice betraying just how much she was struggling with the weight.

"But—" Before he could say anything further, she started wobbling away with the bag, and Aryan couldn't help but laugh at her determination.

While he laughed, someone else was watching it all unfold—Tanishka. 

*He never smiles in front of me,* she thought, a hint of surprise on her face. 

Growing up, Aryan had always kept his distance, rarely smiling in front of anyone except his brother and mother. And now, here he was, laughing in front of Anjali.