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Malhotra House — Morning Chaos
“Someone bring the haldi off the fridge!”
“Kritika, your baby is eating my gajra!”
“Maa! Bhua ji is threatening the mehendi artist again!”
It was official. Mehendi day had begun.
Shivika sat on the swing in the living room, her pale green lehenga flowing around her like soft sunlight. Her hands were halfway done with beautiful, intricate henna designs that looped and curved into tiny peacocks and paisleys.
The center of her palm?
S + S written in the shape of a heart.
“Kya likhwaya?” Kritika leaned over dramatically.
Shivika smirked. “It’s a surprise.”
Bhua Ji swooped in from the left like a saree-wrapped tornado.
“Ae haye, bata toh sahi! Siddharth ke naam ke kitne akshar chhupa diye?”
Shivika chuckled. “Bas itna samajh lijiye, poori shaadi usi naam ke raag mein baji jaayegi.”
Bhua ji giggled and dramatically wiped a fake tear. “Beta, tum toh asli heroin nikli!”
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🟢 Mehendi Artist Drama
Across the room, the mehendi artist was having a full-blown panic moment.
“Madam, this girl Kritika’s baby is pulling my cone again!”
Riya (Aman’s girlfriend) stepped in with a calm voice and a strong mom-energy smile.
“I’ll handle the baby. You just finish the art.”
Kritika raised an eyebrow.
Riya winked. “Mothers unite.”
Just then, Aman walked in wearing a mint green kurta with sneakers. He froze when he saw Riya rocking Kritika’s baby in her lap, looking angelic.
Aman (whispering): “Main toh gaya.”
Karan patted his back. “Welcome to the family.”
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🟢 Meanwhile — Singhania House
Siddharth sat on the sofa while his mom rubbed a little turmeric on his hand for “blessing the bride remotely.”
His phone buzzed.
📱 Shivika: “Miss me?”
📱 Siddharth: “I missed you the second you blinked at the function.”
📱 Shivika: “Smooth.”
📱 Siddharth: “Smooth is how your name looks on my palm.”
He sent a picture of ‘Shivika’ written boldly in his mehendi by Kritika earlier.
📱 Shivika: “Cheater.”
📱 Siddharth: “Lover.”
📱 Shivika: “Same thing.”
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🟡 Evening — Family Dance Performances
The garden had been transformed into a yellow-green dream — marigold garlands hung from bamboo frames, fairy lights twinkled, and soft music floated through the air.
The mehendi celebration turned into a full-on concert.
Karan and Kritika performed a fun couple’s dance to "Tera Ban Jaunga", while their baby waved from Bhua Ji’s lap like a royal guest.
Riya and Aman performed "Desi Girl" with full sass and stole the show.
Then came the final act.
Siddharth and Shivika.
He reached out to her during "Raabta", and she took his hand without a second thought.
Their choreography wasn’t perfect.
Their chemistry? Unmatched.
Every glance. Every twirl. Every second of smiling awkwardly when their hands touched — it all screamed love.
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🟣 Midnight Rooftop — The Confession
Much later, when most guests had left, the lights were dim, and Shivika had finally gotten her hands free of mehendi drying...
She slipped out to the rooftop.
And there he was.
Siddharth. Leaning against the railing. Hair messy, jacket over his kurta, looking at the sky.
She walked quietly and stood beside him.
“You’re glowing,” he said softly.
“It’s the mehendi fumes.”
He chuckled. “Or the love fumes.”
They stood quietly, watching the city lights.
“I’m scared, you know,” she whispered. “Of moving, changing, becoming someone else.”
Siddharth looked at her.
“You’ll never be someone else. You’ll just be the same chaos—with new responsibilities. And I’ll be right next to you, forgetting to do the dishes.”
She smiled. Then looked at him again. “Promise?”
He held out his pinky.
“Pinky promise.”
She hooked hers with his.
Silence.
He leaned in slowly and kissed her forehead.
“Whatever happens, even if your mehendi fades... this doesn’t.”
She rested her head on his shoulder.
“No cheesiness tonight,” she mumbled.
He smiled.
“Just love then.”
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Fantasía💔 "She waited her whole life to confess... but he kissed someone else." SHIVIKA MALHOTRA - 22, hopeless romantic, secretly in love with her childhood best friend SIDDHARTH SINGHANIA. She had loved him for years - through every heartbreak, every lat...
