Ch 70. The stain that started it all

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Rudra's bedroom door swung open, revealing a space that embodied his adventurous spirit and passion for speed. The showstopper was his unique race car bed, sleek and vibrant, resembling a Formula 1 vehicle.

Annika's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, Rudra, your bed is amazing! It's like sleeping in a racing dream."

Rudra grinned, proudly showcasing his haven. "I've always been fascinated by speed, and this bed brings that thrill into my daily life."

Om chuckled. "Rudra's had this bed since he was a teenager. It's a family legend. And Rudra's still as speedy as his bed, always rushing into the next adventure."

The room's vibrant decor, complete with racing memorabilia and checkered flags, further reflected Rudra's dynamic personality.

Next, they approached Om' bedroom door.

Om's bedroom was a testament to his artistic soul, a sanctuary where creativity and inspiration thrived. The soft pastel hues on the walls provided a serene backdrop for an exquisite collection of art pieces, each one reflecting Om's passion for painting.

Elegant furnishings, adorned with intricate carvings, complemented the room's understated elegance. Canvases in various stages of completion lined the walls, showcasing Om's versatility and skill.

Annika's gaze wandered, taking in the vibrant colors and emotive portraits. "Om, your room is a masterpiece. Your love for art is palpable."

Ishana nodded in agreement. "It's breathtaking. Every piece tells a story."

Rudra smiled proudly. "Om's talent knows no bounds."

Om's face lit up with a warm smile. "Art is my escape, my way of expressing emotions and capturing life's beauty."

The room's ambiance exuded tranquility, inviting contemplation and creativity.

Annika playfully teased Ishana, "Ishana, is this room decorated according to your interior design taste, or will you give it a makeover after marriage?"

Ishana's cheeks flushed as she smiled, "It's lovely, but I'll definitely make some changes."

Om's eyes widened in mock horror. "What?! You can't change it! This room is perfect."

Ishana's grin turned mischievous. "Why not? I'll be sharing this room with you, so it needs to reflect my taste too."

Om opened his mouth to protest, but Rudra intervened, holding up his hands between the couple.

"Whoa, guys, hold on! You're not even married yet, and you're already fighting over interior design?"

Annika chuckled, enjoying the banter. "It's entertaining to see you two argue. Life would be dull without some disagreements."

Rudra shot Annika a playful glance. "Annika di, you're stirring up trouble, aren't you?"

Ishana playfully rolled her eyes. "Rudra, stay out of this. Om and I are just discussing our future decor."

Om's expression turned mock-serious. "Fine, but don't think you're redecorating everything. I have sentimental attachments to some of these pieces."

Ishana's smile hinted at victory. "We'll see about that."

Rudra laughed, shaking his head. "You two are going to keep me entertained for years to come. But for now let's go from her and see other things."

The group proceeded to Priyanka's room, which exuded simplicity and elegance.

Annika's eyes sparkled. "This room reflects Priyanka's personality – serene and understated. I miss her. When will she return from her study tour?"

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