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Birthday

### Next Morning

**Aryan's POV**

I woke up to the sun's rays streaming through my window, and as I blinked awake, my gaze landed on my phone screen. It was a picture of Anjali, her radiant smile lighting up my wallpaper. Just thinking about her made my heart race. I hurriedly got ready, excitement bubbling inside me.

As I made my way downstairs, I spotted my mom in the kitchen, busy making breakfast. Without thinking twice, I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "Mom, wish me luck!"

She turned, a puzzled look on her face. "Huh? For what?"

"I've planned a surprise for Anjali; it's her birthday today!" I said, trying to contain my enthusiasm.

Mom's expression shifted to one of delight as she beamed at me. "Oh, that's wonderful! give my wishes to her and When are you bringing her over? I want to see her!"

I chuckled, cupping her face gently. "Mom, just wait until the surprise. I'll bring her tomorrow."She raised an eyebrow, feigning disappointment.

"You better! Otherwise, I might just have to slap some sense into you!"

I laughed, enjoying our playful banter.

"I promise, it'll be worth the wait! I want it to be special for her."

Mom nodded knowingly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"You're a good boy, Aryan. I'm proud of you. Just remember to make her feel loved today." With that, I felt a surge of determination. Today was going to be amazing, not just for Anjali but for both of us.

"Always, Mom," I replied, feeling a rush of determination.

END POV

sunlight streamed through the curtains, gently waking Anjali. Today was her birthday. She stretched lazily in bed, her phone vibrating on the bedside table.

She reached for it, groggy but curious. There were already a few messages from friends and family wishing her a happy birthday, but one stood out—Aryan.

"Good morning, Birthday Girl! 😘 Get ready. Something special is coming your way. Dress nice, and be ready at 10 a.m. sharp."

Her heart skipped a beat. What is he planning? She quickly glanced at the clock. It was already 8:30.

"Now I'm nervous," she texted back with a laughing emoji.

"No need to be. Just trust me. See you soon bun. 😉" Aryan responded.

Feeling a mix of excitement and curiosity, Anjali jumped out of bed, butterflies swirling in her stomach. She freshened up and began rummaging through her wardrobe, finally picking out a beautiful blue dress—Aryan's favorite color on her.

As the clock ticked closer to 10, she felt her heart racing. What could Aryan have planned?At exactly 10 a.m., bell rang at Anjali's door. She quickly opened it, expecting Aryan, but instead, she found a delivery man holding a small box and a bouquet of her favorite flowers—lilies and roses. There was a note attached.

[On Note:"Happy Birthday, Bun. This is just the beginning. Wear what's inside and meet me downstairs."]

With trembling hands, she opened the box and found a delicate bracelet with a small heart charm engraved with both of their initials. Her heart swelled, and she wasted no time fastening it around her wrist.

By 10:15, Anjali was ready. Taking one last glance in the mirror, she adjusted her hair and made sure her bracelet was in plain sight. Satisfied, she grabbed her bag and rushed downstairs.

"Make sure to bring him for dinner!" her mother yelled from the kitchen, glancing over her shoulder as she stirred a pot on the stove.

Anjali chuckled, feeling a wave of warmth at her mother's enthusiasm.

"I will, Mom!" she called back, her heart racing with excitement about seeing Aryan.

As soon as she stepped outside, there he was—Aryan, leaning casually against his car, looking as handsome as ever. His eyes lit up when he saw her.

"You look beautiful," he said, pulling her into a warm hug, inhaling the scent of her hair.

"And you're late," she teased, laughing against his chest.

"Now, let's get going. We've got a whole day ahead of us."

Anjali raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to tell me what we're doing?"

He shook his head. "Nope, just sit back and enjoy."

With that, they hopped into the car, and Aryan drove them out of the city. As they cruised down the road, they exchanged soft glances, shared laughs, and the air was filled with the kind of happiness only shared by people deeply in love.

They both didn't notice someone was following them—it was the chaotic duo, Aahan and Arushi.

"Why the heck are we following them?" Arushi complained, adjusting her sunglasses with a dramatic huff.

"This is so lame!"

"Shh! We have to see how this unfolds," Aahan replied, peeking out from behind the tree. "I mean, it's bhabhi's birthday! What if big bro does something epic?"

"Or what if he trips and falls while trying to impress her?" Arushi shot back, trying not to laugh."That would definitely be more entertaining."

"True," Aahan chuckled.

"But we can't let them be all lovey-dovey without us knowing what's going on. What if he pulls out a ring? I need to be prepared to react!"

"Right, because that's how you always react. Like a dramatic soap opera character," Arushi teased, rolling her eyes.

"Just try not to make a scene, okay?"