Blueprints of Love

45. A Memorable Night

The reception was in full swing as laughter and music filled the open-air venue by the beach. Twinkling fairy lights hung from the palm trees, casting a magical glow over the crowd of friends and family gathered to celebrate the new chapter of Savi and Rajat's life. Guests moved easily between the buffet tables and the dance floor, where people were already swaying to the music.

At the center of it all stood Savi and Rajat, their hands intertwined, their smiles radiant. Savi looked breathtaking in a midnight-blue saree adorned with gold threadwork that sparkled under the lights. Rajat, wearing a tailored black sherwani with subtle embroidery along the cuffs, couldn't take his eyes off her.

"You know," Rajat murmured as they stood at the edge of the dance floor, "you have a habit of making everything around you more beautiful, including this night."

Savi gave him a playful smile. "Are you trying to charm your way out of dancing with me all night, Mr. Thakkar?"

"Not a chance," Rajat replied, pulling her close. "I've waited long enough to have you in my arms. I'm not letting you go now."

The band shifted into a lively tune, and just as they were about to step onto the dance floor, a familiar voice called out, "Wait! Wait! Before the dancing continues, we have something to say."

Rajat and Savi turned to see Meera and Raghav—the couple they had helped reunite—standing hand in hand, each holding a glass of champagne. The crowd hushed, and Meera, her face glowing with happiness, raised her glass in a toast.

"We just wanted to take a moment to thank two very special people—Savi and Rajat," Meera began, her voice filled with emotion. "If it weren't for them, Raghav and I wouldn't be standing here together today. Their belief in love, even when things seemed impossible, gave us the courage to fight for ours."

Raghav nodded, his voice steady as he added, "Your love story reminds us that love isn't just about grand gestures—it's about showing up, again and again, even when it's hard. Here's to Savi and Rajat—a couple who remind us that love is worth the fight."

The crowd erupted into cheers, glasses clinking as everyone toasted to the couple. Savi felt a lump in her throat, touched by their words. She turned to Rajat, whose gaze was locked on hers, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"See?" Rajat whispered, his voice warm. "You make a bigger impact than you realise."

Savi smiled, leaning into him. "Only because I have you to remind me."

The band shifted to a slow, romantic tune, and Rajat tugged Savi toward the dance floor. "Come on, Mrs. Thakkar," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Time to show them how it's done."

Savi laughed as Rajat spun her onto the dance floor. His hand rested on her waist, the other clasping hers as they moved effortlessly in sync. The world seemed to blur around them, leaving only the two of them wrapped in the magic of the moment.

"You're really leaning into the 'Mrs. Thakkar' thing, aren't you?" Savi teased, her eyes twinkling.

"Absolutely," Rajat grinned. "I've been waiting for this for a long time. And I plan to say it as often as I can."

Their movements were fluid, graceful, and filled with joy. Savi's heart felt light, the fears she had carried for so long dissolving with each step they took together. She gazed up at Rajat, a sense of certainty settling in her heart.

"I made the right choice," she whispered, more to herself than to him.

Rajat leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Choosing me, you mean?"

Savi smiled, her hand tightening around his. "Yes. Choosing you, choosing us—despite everything."

Rajat's gaze softened as he slowed their dance, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "I'll make sure you never regret it."