In a twist of fate, Aarav Deshmukh, a renowned celebrity, is arranged to marry the vibrant Urvee Wagh. As they navigate the complexities of their new life together, their unexpected connection blossoms into a profound love.
Will they overcome the c...
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I lay sprawled on my bed, staring at the ceiling as the events of the past three days played on a loop in my mind. Meeting Aarav Deshmukh the man who had occupied my daydreams and his smiling Polaroid picture adorned my phone case since forever was surreal enough. But getting engaged to him? That was a plot twist straight out of novels or Wattpad stories I read daily.
Just hours ago, during the family lunch, he nervously asked for my number. The Aarav Deshmukh had asked for my number. My heart nearly exploded on the spot. And then, not long after, he'd texted me. We chatted briefly, and I couldn't help but notice how he kept changing his profile pictures, probably trying to impress me. It was adorably endearing, such a cutuu he is isn't he?😭
"Mr Aarav Deshmukh, ek hi dil hai, kitni baar jeetoge?" I muttered to myself, feeling the warmth creep up my cheeks as I thought about him. This was the stuff of dreams. but the part that touched me the most was the way his family welcomed me with open arms. I had expected some awkwardness, maybe a few formalities, but no. They treated me like I'd been a part of their lives forever. Especially his aai, she is the sweetest.
I had spent so much time worrying about whether I'd fit in with his world, that I didn't expect his family to embrace me so wholeheartedly.
And Aarav... every time our eyes met, it was like he was silently reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. He had this calmness about him, like he knew how overwhelming this all was for me, and he was ready to help me through it.
My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my spiral. It was a video call from my girls Aashi and Mansi. I smiled. These two? My ride or die since junior college. If anyone could pull me out of my overthinking hole, it was them.
Mansi couldn't make it to my engagement because she was off in japan with Vihaan, her long time boyfriend. But I knew the real reason, It wasn't just a holiday. Vihaan was planning to propose to her, and I'd been in on it from the start. From sneaking Mansi's ring size to helping him pick the perfect dress, we'd kept it all under wraps. She thought it was just a normal vacation, completely clueless about what was coming. Bracing myself for the inevitable teasing, I accepted the call.
"Hellooo, Miss 'I'm-too-busy-getting-engaged-to-my- celebrity-crush-to-call-my-bestie,'" Mansi drawled the second her face appeared on screen. She narrowed her eyes at me, clearly faking her best pissed-off expression. "Spill, Urvee. And I mean EVERYTHING." Aashi, smirking in the corner, was clearly enjoying the show.
"Well, someone was too busy being proposed to in Japan," I shot back, grinning.
"Oh, please," Mansi waved her hand dismissively. "You know I would've dropped everything if I knew this was going down. Vihaan's proposal was cute, but come on, you being engaged to your Pasandida mard is next-level!"
"Speaking of which, how does it feel?" Mansi's curiosity was palpable. "How does it feel to be engaged to Aarav freakin' Deshmukh?"
My breath caught for a second, and I leaned back into my pillows. How did it feel? That was the question, wasn't it?
