Amina's adventurous spirit brought her from the vibrant landscapes of Africa to the bustling streets of India, where she found an unexpected love in Ayush. It was love at first sight for Ayush, and their connection was instant and undeniable. But th...
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I stand outside our bedroom door, clutching a bouquet of red roses, my heart beating with a mix of excitement and nerves. It's been two days since Rajiv and Amira's wedding, and I've been waiting for this moment to spoil Amina a little, just the two of us. I've planned the perfect date, something magical and special, something that'll make her feel as loved as she deserves to be.
As I stand there, I hear the sound of soft footsteps behind me. I glance down the hallway and see Priyanka at the bottom of the stairs, clutching a small basket of rose petals, her wide grin lighting up her face. She's such a sweet little thing, always ready to help, and she's in on my plan tonight. Her job is to sprinkle Amina's path with petals, making her feel like a queen.
Taking a deep breath, I knock on the door gently. "Amina, are you ready?"
There's a shuffle from the other side, and a moment later, the door opens, revealing Amina standing there, looking effortlessly beautiful. Her eyes fall on the bouquet in my hand, and a slow smile spreads across her lips.
"Red roses?" she teases, her voice warm with affection. "You're spoiling me again, Ayush."
I shrug, trying to keep it casual even though my heart is thumping in my chest. "You deserve it. And besides, I like spoiling you."
She steps closer, taking the roses from my hand and inhaling their sweet fragrance. "You know, you don't need to do all this."
"I know," I say softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. "But I love doing it."
Her smile widens, and she tilts her head, looking at me with that playful glint in her eyes. "So, what's the plan, Mr. Romantic?"
I take her hand, leading her toward the staircase. "Come downstairs, and you'll see."
As we reach the top of the stairs, Amina spots Priyanka waiting at the bottom with her basket of rose petals. The little girl's eyes light up when she sees Amina, and she giggles as she starts tossing the petals, making a soft trail for us to walk down.
"Aww, Priyanka, what's all this?" Amina asks, laughing as the petals fall gently around her feet.
"I'm making you a princess path!" Priyanka exclaims, her little voice full of excitement. "Ayush Uncle said you deserve the best!"
Amina laughs and glances at me, her eyes sparkling. "You've got the whole team on this, huh?"
I grin, feeling a warmth spread through me. "Of course. Couldn't do this without my little helper."
As we descend the stairs, Priyanka keeps giggling and tossing petals, her enthusiasm contagious. By the time we reach the bottom, Amina's smiling so brightly, and I can't help but feel like I've already succeeded in making her night special.
Outside, waiting by the car, are Rohan and Raj, both standing tall and grinning. Their job tonight is to open the car door for Amina, to add an extra touch of magic to the evening.
