In italy
A small figure laying on her queen size bed in white pajamas hugging her teddy. Her messy and silky hair was sparkling with morning glow on face, her green eyes, white skin and a mole under her eyes was the final touch. She snuggled more into teddy as someone opened her curtains and sunlight was continuously trying to wake her up. She sat straight yawned and stretched her body.
"Good morning vedu" A beautiful and lovely voice echoed through her ears and she reciprocated with a wide grin gesturing "Good morning" and embraced her in tight morning hug.
"Come down break fast is ready" Navya said making her smile widely. She showed her thumbs up and rushed to washroom. Navya chuckled at her antiques and left the room.
Few minutes later they both were at dinning table and maid was serving them their breakfast. "Vedu I have to tell you something" She grabbed her attention. Vedika nodded letting her speak. "We have to go India someone is trying to snatch that land which is near the highway" Vedika gave her a unbelievable look, she signaled in her hand sign language "Book the tickets for tomorrow we are going tomorrow only"
Navya nodded and continued their breakfast.
In India.
A well built masculine body laying on his black king size bed shirtless. His whole room was decorated in black and grey. His hazel brown orbs, his black shiny hair, his adam apple, well built body, biceps, triceps, and his fair skin and a tattoo on his arm was cherry on top. He is Greek god. He woke up and opened his curtains. Sunlight started kissing his face. He enjoyed the view for few minutes then left to washroom.
Few minutes later he came out in his gym attire and moved towards his personal gym where he saw his brothers where gossiping and working out. They noticed him "Good morning bro what's up" The spoke in union with smile. "Good morning" he greeted and starts doing his exercise.
A heavenly voice filled the air "have you all finished your work out" It was non their than Avyaan beloved wife and their beloved bhabhi maa. Avyaan warped his arms around her shoulder and pecked her forehead
and she blushed."Good morning bhabhi" Yuvaan wished her sweetly and hugged her.
"Good morning dever jii" She replied.
"Humare sath to kabhi itna sweet nhi huye" Ivaan taunts yuvaan, which he ignored effortlessly. Meanwhile Avyaan was trying trying to separate yuvaan and ishani "oye meri biwi se dur reh" He glared at him. "Jalkukda kahi ka" Yuvaan whispered. "I heard it" Avyaan replied. "It was meant to be heard" Yuvaan retorted. Ivaan and Ishani tried control their laugh.
"Enough guys now let's go" She said.In Italy
Vedika's silent goodbye was eloquent, her expressive eyes conveying gratitude and trust. Navya smiled, waving goodbye as she settled into her car. As the engine purred to life, Navya glanced back at Vedika, standing alone in the doorway. Their friendship transcended words; Navya knew Vedika's gestures better than most knew language. With a reassuring nod, Navya pulled away, bound for her office. Pending files and court documents awaited, but her mind lingered on Vedika, her mute friend whose voice was louder in her heart than any spoken word.
Vedika settled into her cozy writing nook, snack-filled bowl beside her. As she began typing, words flowed effortlessly. Her story unfolded, characters coming alive on the page. The tap-tap of keys echoed through the silence, a symphony of creativity. With each paragraph, Vedika's imagination danced, unshackled by the constraints of spoken language. Her mute voice found expression in the written word, and the world expanded, vibrant and limitless.
As Vedika stopped writing reality hits hard that she have to pack for her upcoming trip to India loomed, and packing awaited. She saved her document, closed her laptop, and began gathering essentials. The snack bowl emptied, replaced by suitcases and travel documents. Vedika's hands moved deftly, folding clothes and organizing belongings with precision. Navya's parting reminder echoed: "Don't forget your favorite books!" Vedika smiled, tucking them into her luggage.
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Mute Weather
Romance#1st book of weather series He choose to be silent.... she was chosen to be silent..... It is story of vedika Aggarwal and Yuvaan singh rathore. She always wanted to speak and he always saved his words. will something change in the...