𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐚 | 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 |

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Author's POV:-

A young woman sat in her room, looking breathtaking in her bridal saree, her makeup perfectly done, her cheeks flushed from the weight of the moment. Her cousins and relatives surrounded her, chatting and teasing her.

Naina’s POV:-

‘Waha Naina teri mehandi color toh bohut dark aayi hain..ise hi pata chalti hai ki tere hone wale pati kitna pyaar karega tujhse’one of my cousins teased, glancing at my palms, and the room erupted into laughter.

I forced a small smile, but inside, I was empty, unsure of how to respond.

My mind is totally blank, and I feel disconnected from everything around me.

Today is my wedding day, and I should be ecstatic, right? But I’m not. My heart feels heavy with the weight of what’s about to happen.

I’m marrying Agastya.

Yes, that Agastya—my best friend. The one I’ve known forever, the one I’ve shared countless memories with, but never in a romantic way.

He’s always been just a friend. Never have I imagined him as my husband, never have I looked at him with the eyes of love or longing. It feels so strange that the person who was supposed to stand by my side in friendship will now be the man I call my husband.

I don't know how I will spend the rest of my life with him when I know I can never accept him as my husband.

In my dreams, my groom was always someone tall, handsome, someone who swept me off my feet with charm and perfection.

But Agastya... he's none of that, at least not in the way I had imagined my future.

I only agreed to this marriage because of my parents. I couldn’t bear to see the disappointment in their eyes. After everything they’ve done for me, how could I say no?

But deep down, I feel a quiet panic—a sense of losing control over my own life, over my own heart.

This isn't the fairy tale I imagined.

Agastya's POV:

I slipped into my sherwani, my heart pounding with excitement. Today is the day—just a few hours away from marrying the love of my life, my best friend, my everything and now will be my wife.

Naina.

When Mumma told me they were planning my wedding and it was going to be with Naina—my Naina, who had already given her consent—I couldn't contain my joy.

I literally picked up Mumma and spun her around in my arms, shouting with excitement.

I know Naina is just as excited as I am. A grin spread across my face as I caught my reflection in the mirror.

“Mera chota bhai blush bhi kar sakta hai... wah!” A voice broke my thoughts, startling me.

It was my elder brother, Aviraj.

He laughed at my surprised expression.

“Kyu hamesha chedte hain aap mere devar ko... aaj uska shaadi hai... aaj toh rehne dijiye Kam se kam!” My sweet bhabhi scolded him, walking in with the pagdi to tie around my head.

“Haan dekhiye na bhabhi, aapke pati har samay pareshan karte hain mujhe. Aapko unko achi khasi punishment deni chahiye,” I teased, wrapping my arms around her in a hug.

Aviraj glared at me, playfully throwing a punch.

“Bhabhi ka chamcha... yaha aa, dikhata hoon tujhe,” he said, chasing after me, but I was quick to dodge him.

I always adored my bhaiya and bhabhi. They love each other so much that they can’t even bear to be apart for a few seconds.

Naina’s POV:-

I was glancing herself into the mirror when my mother came inside, adjusting my dupatta properly.

I caught the shimmer of tears in her eyes through the mirror.

“Aap ro kyu rahi hain, Mumma?” I asked softly, my own emotions threatening to surface as I reached out to wipe her tears.

“Kaha ro rahi hu mein…” she chuckled, but the crack in her voice betrayed her.

“Yeh toh bas khushi ke aansu hain… tu toh kitni lucky hai, meri bacha ki tujhe Agastya jaise ladka mila, jo tu bachpan se jaanti hai. Uske jaisa ladka tujhe poori duniya mein nahi milega” she said, her pride in my match shining through her words.

I forced a smile, nodding in agreement, though inside, I felt none of the luck she spoke of.

Just then, the door burst open, and a young girl came running into the room, breathless with excitement.

"Aunty, didi! Barat aa chuki hai!" she shouted, her voice ringing with joy. "Aap didi ko neeche le aayiye!"

Her energy was infectious, and I could see my mother’s face light up even more. She quickly wiped away the last traces of her tears and turned to me with a beaming smile.

“Chal, meri bachi, ab waqt aa gaya hai,” she said softly, her voice full of emotion as she placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

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