ISHQ IBAADAT 💗

29. BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN 💗

Author Pov.

After 2 months:

"Surprise....."
Vidhyut shouted, his voice echoing through the garden, filled with pure happiness and anticipation.

Adhya stepped into the garden, and her breath caught. The entire area was bathed in soft fairy lights, flowers of every color forming delicate arches, and heart-shaped balloons swayed gently in the evening breeze. The grass glistened faintly from sprinklers that had left tiny droplets shimmering in the light. A table stood at the center, adorned with a heart-shaped cake and two sparkling wine glasses, as if someone had carefully planned every detail for a moment like this.

"What is this Vidyut...."
Adhya shouted in surprise, eyes widening, hands clenching the hem of her dress instinctively. Her chest felt tight, a mix of shock, disbelief, and a fluttering nervousness.

"I know Adhya... you didn't believe in love... because of that...
Main ye nahi kahunga ki main aap se pyaar karta hoon... main ye kahunga...
Ki Adhya meri zindagi aapke bina Adhoori hai...
Main aapke sath meri Akhri Saans tak rehna chahta hoon...
Sirf is Janam ke liye nahi, aane wale har janam ke liye main aapka sath chahta hoon..."

Vidhyut's voice was soft, almost reverent, as he sank to one knee in front of her. His eyes locked on hers, holding her gaze with a seriousness that made her stomach twist in a mix of fear and anticipation. He reached out, hand hovering slightly before gently taking hers, thumb brushing over the back of her hand, a silent promise in that touch.

"What are you saying...."
Adhya shouted, stepping back slightly, her hands trembling as she gripped her dress. Her black eyes shone with a storm of emotions-confusion, disbelief, and a small spark of curiosity that she quickly tried to suppress.

"It's not a joke... it's True that I am in love with you..."
Vidhyut said softly, his gaze unwavering, diving deep into her black orbs where he saw his entire world reflected. His other hand rose slowly, brushing a stray hair from her temple with such tenderness that Adhya felt a shiver run down her spine.

"But... This was just a contract marriage..."
Adhya said, looking away quickly, trying to hide the warmth creeping up her cheeks. She hugged herself lightly, twisting her fingers nervously, as though creating a shield between them.

"Yes, I know... But now I want this contract marriage not to continue..."
Vidhyut said, voice soft yet firm, his hands lowering to rest gently on his knees, posture straight but heavy with emotion. His eyes followed her every move, seeing the hesitation flicker across her face.

"Aur mera kya? Main to aisa nahi chahti...
Aur ye kya aapne pyaar pyaar lagakar rakha hai... ek waqt ke baad pyaar khatam ho jata hai..."
Adhya said angrily, a flash of irritation in her gaze. She stomped lightly on the ground, the flowers under her feet bending and rustling, breaking a few petals in her frustration. She folded her arms tightly, shoulders rising slightly, trying to mask the fluttering of her heart.

"Nahi Adhya,
Aisa nahi hai... Mera pyaar aapke liye ek dum sachha hai... aur isme koi dhoka nahi hai..."
Vidhyut said, voice steady, looking forward. His hand reached out, lifting a fallen petal from the ground, as if to show her that every small thing mattered to him. His eyes softened with longing, and he shifted slightly, letting the moonlight illuminate his determined expression.

"Ohh woww... what a joke... aapko mujhse pyaar kab huva?
Ye sab ek mazak hai jo aap mere sath kar rahe hai...
Kya lagta hai aapko is mazak me main aap par bharosa kar sakti hu?"
Adhya said, her hands trembling as she broke a bunch of flowers in front of her, petals scattering across the ground. Her voice shook with anger, hurt, and disbelief, her eyes glistening as she turned slightly, trying to hide the unspoken vulnerability that she couldn't keep at bay.