Are you ready to dive into the final chapter of My Arranged Bride? Let's make this ending unforgettable! 💕📖
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The crisp morning air wafted through the sprawling Shekhawat mansion, carrying the sweet scent of blooming jasmine from the lush gardens outside. The grand mansion, with its polished marble floors, intricately carved arches, and towering French windows, exuded an air of serene elegance. Golden sunlight streamed through the windows, casting warm, dappled patterns on the plush carpets in the living room.
Ruhanika sat on the comfortable sofa, her face glowing with a mix of contentment and anticipation as she gently cradled her rounded belly. Her serene smile faltered every now and then with a wince of discomfort, which she tried to hide. Her husband, Abhinav, sat beside her, his arm draped protectively around her shoulders. His dark eyes were watchful, scanning her face for any signs of pain.
At her feet lay Wasoolie, their loyal dog, his head resting on his paws. His ears perked up every now and then at the faintest sounds, his sharp instincts picking up on the tension in the air. He often glanced up at Ruhanika, his expressive brown eyes filled with an uncanny understanding, as though he knew something important was about to happen. This morning, his posture was more alert than usual—his tail twitched nervously, and his gaze rarely left Ruhanika.
Ruhanika shifted slightly in her seat, placing a hand on her belly as she let out a sharp breath. A sudden, intense twinge of pain coursed through her, making her grip tighten on the sofa's armrest.
"Rooh?" Abhinav's voice was laced with concern, his arm tightening around her shoulders.
She looked up at him, her lips parted as if to speak, but another wave of pain silenced her. After a moment, she managed to whisper, "I think... it's time."
Abhinav's face turned pale as the realization hit him. For a brief moment, he was frozen, his mind racing. Then, like a switch flipping, he sprang into action. His voice rang out, loud and clear, echoing through the quiet corridors of the mansion. "Mom! Dad! Everyone! It's happening!"
The peaceful morning was instantly replaced by a flurry of activity. The sounds of hurried footsteps echoed from every dire kiction as the family rushed into the living room. Gayathri, the family matriarch, was the first to arrive, her silk saree swishing as she moved quickly. Her face was a mixture of excitement and concern, her usually calm demeanor slightly flustered.
Saraswati, Abhinav's mother, appeared moments later, her hands clutching the edge of her saree as she hurried over to Ruhanika. Her eyes widened when she saw her daughter-in-law's discomfort.
"Beta, are you okay?" Saraswati asked, kneeling beside Ruhanika. Her voice was steady, but her hands trembled slightly as she gently touched Ruhanika's shoulder.
