Veer x Meera
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let's dive into the journey of VEER & MEERA to know what destiny have planned for them .
TROPES:-
• An Arranged Marriage story
• Secrets
• Mystery / suspense
• touch her & die
• Love at first si...
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Veer's pov
It's been a week since we got back from Chauhan's. I haven't let her bring up that day at all. I swear, I'm so close to losing my cool and snapping at those two ladies.
But hey, let's not dwell on it. Today's our reception and I don't want anything ruining the vibe. Meera is getting ready in our room with Aashi & Reet. They practically kicked me out, saying ” Girls need their privacy. "
What kind of privacy is this if I can't even help my wife ? I grumbled as I got ready.
" Bhai, guests are here. Time to go !" , Laksh called out. I nodded and headed to our room.
My heart was pounding with excitement as I stood outside the door. The soft light coming from inside cast a warm glow, but nothing compared to the beauty waiting for me inside. I took a deep breath, ran my fingers through my hair, and mentally prepared myself for the moment I finally get to see my wife, whom I haven't saw since last 5 hour's. Can ypu 5 fucking hours .
I pushed the door open, and there she was—an ethereal vision that took my breath away. She stood by the mirror, adjusting her hair, and at this moment, she looked like a dream woven from starlight. The delicate strands of her hair framed her face perfectly, cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk.
My gaze swept over her. The rich, ivory shade of her lehenga hugged her figure, accentuating her curves while intricate golden embroidery danced across the fabric, catching the light with every slight movement. She has worn a choker that glimmered against her neck, adorned with emeralds that matched the depths of her eyes. I found myself captivated by how the necklace seemed to amplify her grace.
“ Tulip,” , I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. She turned to face me and in that instant, my heart skipped a beat. The way her eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and nerves sent a jolt of warmth through me.
