✶𝑴𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 ✶
Two people completely in love and inseparable but ......one big incident changed their life and they got separated.... what will happen when destiny brings them together and tie them In a knot of marriage...
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ABHI'S POV:
"Dii, that was so haawwwtttt!" Ritika whispered dramatically to Shivani as the girls gathered around her, giggling and teasing when we returned from our so-called "one-hour break," which, honestly, didn't even last thirty minutes. And no, I'm not rolling my eyes while saying that. Not at all.
"So... how was the kiss?" Rakshit teased, pulling me slightly away from the group, his grin as wide as ever.
"Why should I tell you? It's personal. Respect my privacy," I replied, trying to sound serious.
He chuckled, completely ignoring my attempt at boundaries. "Agar private hai toh privately room mein kiss karna tha na. Yaha PDA kyun kiya?" His raised eyebrow earned a sharp glare from me.
"Accha, okay! No problem. I'll find out about the kiss myself." He grinned mischievously, taking a step toward Shivani.
"Where do you think you're going?" I grabbed his arm, stopping him.
"Bhabhi ke paas. Review lene ke liye. Ab kiss maine sikhaya hai toh review toh lena padega," he said proudly, puffing his chest.
"Kiss tune sikhaya mujhe?"
"Haan, bilkul."
"Kaise? Mujhe kiss kiya tha kya, saale?" I rolled my eyes, already regretting entertaining his nonsense.
"Chi! Nahi!" He pushed me away in mock disgust, then threw an arm around my shoulder, his face lit up with fake nostalgia. "Yaad hai jab tu Bhabhi ke yaadon mein dooba tha? Tab main tujhe club le jata tha. Vaha mujhe kiss karte dekh kar, being a fast learner, tu seekh gaya." He nodded as if this was the gospel truth.
For a moment, I almost believed him.
"Arrey, Bhabhi ko kyun puch raha hai? Main hi bata deta hoon!" I said, grabbing him in a fake attempt to kiss him.
"Chiiii! Dur reh, ganda! I'm straight!" He pushed me away with exaggerated horror, making me laugh.
"No, you're just delusional. And a big drama queen," I said, flicking his forehead. "Jab main poora time France mein tha, kaise club gaya tere saath?"
He blinked, caught in his own lie, before muttering something and walking off.
By then, we rejoined the group of girls, who were laughing hysterically at something Akansha had said. Vivek joined us soon after, and we resumed discussing preparations for the sangeet, just two days away.
"Okay, listen up! I have an announcement to make," Akansha said, clapping her hands to grab everyone's attention. "It's sangeet night, and a competition is a must, right?"
"Yeah, why not? Let's do it!" Rakshit yelled, pumping his fist in the air.
"Okay then, let's begin!" Anvi cheered, stepping away from Vivek. "But Abhimanyu Sir has to be on my team. It's unfair for you to have both of them!"
