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This story isn't exactly unique, but it's not entirely ordinary either. It's about two people who fell in love, but the ones they loved didn't appreciate them. They say it's easy to love, but is it really that easy?
And if it is easy, then why do lovers have to part ways?
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Arohi
Arohi stirred, her heart still racing from the remnants of a dream that felt so real. "Will you marry me?" The words echoed in her mind, and she could almost feel the warmth of his hands holding hers. Just as she was about to lean in closer, the dream shattered.
“Arohi! Arohi!” Her mother’s voice cut through the haze of sleep like a knife.
“What?” Arohi mumbled, blinking against the morning light flooding her room.
“Wake up!” Her mother stood at the doorway, arms crossed, wearing that familiar expression of parental urgency.
Arohi groaned, flinging the covers off. “Oh no, Mom! It was such a nice dream; you woke me up!”
Her mother rolled her eyes, exasperated. “You and your dreams. Come out of this world of dreams and look at the time! You’re getting late for the office. You’re twenty-five years old, yet you still can’t get up on time. What will happen to you?”
Arohi fought to suppress a smile, thinking, *What should I tell you, Mom? That dream is going to come true very soon!*
She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, stretching. “Fine, I’m up! Just let me get ready,” she called back, already plotting the day ahead and how to share her secret with Danish.
Once dressed, she made her way downstairs, where the aroma of breakfast wafted through the air. “Good morning, beta. Did you get scolded by your mom again today?” her father teased, a playful glint in his eyes.
“Dad, at least don’t make fun of me,” she whined, trying to hide her smile.
“Okay, come on, have breakfast,” he said, pointing to the table laden with food.
“No, Dad, I really don’t have time. I’ll eat something in the office,” she replied, grabbing her bag.
“Okay, bye,” her father said, a hint of concern in his voice, but she was already out the door.
Arohi’s mother watched her go, her brow furrowing with worry. “You didn’t get to talk to her again today,” she said to her husband, disappointment lacing her tone. “We have to talk to her. How long do we plan to keep her at home?”
Arohi’s father sighed. “You know how angry she gets just hearing about marriage. I tried to talk to her, but she was getting late. Don’t worry; this Sunday, we will both talk to her and make her understand, okay?”
Her mother didn’t respond, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes as she quietly left the room.
The office buzzed with energy as Arohi settled into her desk, her mind racing with thoughts of Danish. Just then, she felt a shadow loom over her. “Breakfast, My Lady,” he said dramatically, holding out a croissant, a teasing smile creeping onto his lips.
Arohi jumped, her heart racing. “Oh God, Danish, you’ve really scared me!”
Danish said nothing, just gazed at her with those deep eyes that always made her stomach flutter. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.
“I was wondering if you remember our 5th anniversary?” he asked playfully, leaning closer.
"Danish, do you think I could forget that? I’ve even applied for leave at the office!" Arohi laughed, excitement bubbling within her at the thought of their upcoming celebration.
“So, what are the plans for tomorrow?” she asked eagerly, her heart skipping a beat.
Danish moved closer, taking her hand and looking directly into her eyes. “Don’t you think we should take our relationship to the next level on our 5th anniversary?”
Arohi’s heart raced, but panic surged through her. She pulled her hand away, shaking her head. “You know, Danish, I don’t think we should rush into anything. We should wait until we’re engaged.”
His expression shifted, anger flaring in his eyes. “So you don’t trust me? I told you, as soon as I get promoted, we’ll get married!”
Arohi felt a pang of hurt. “I trust you more than myself,” she said softly, looking away.
Seeing the frustration etched on his face, she hesitated, searching for a way to ease the tension. “Okay, we can go,” she finally relented, her voice barely above a whisper.
Danish’s expression softened, and a smile broke through the cloud of tension. “Great! I’ll make it special, I promise.”
Arohi forced a smile back, but doubt gnawed at her insides. *What if he didn’t mean it? What if this was just another fleeting moment?*
The thought lingered, heavy like a storm cloud, as she returned to her work, the buzz of the office fading into the background.
As the day wore on, Arohi found it difficult to shake off the lingering tension. Every time her phone buzzed, her heart leaped, hoping for a message from Danish that would soothe her worries.
But just as shadows began to stretch across the office, the weight of her thoughts pressed down harder. *What if this was it? What if she lost everything?*
It was the betrayal that loomed larger than life, the unspoken words that lingered between her dreams and reality.
She glanced at the clock, knowing she had to face the truth—and soon.
*Arohi, you can’t keep pretending everything is perfect not anymore.*
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"Beware of those who say they love you when they only love what you can do for them."
"Arohi was unaware of the storm that was about to come into her life; stay with me to know more about it."
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