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Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains in soft golden beams, casting a warm glow across the room. The gentle chirping of birds and the occasional honk from the distant street stirred the world awake - but in the heart of the Singhania mansion, a peaceful silence lingered.
Rajveer hadn't moved for hours.
He lay on his side, his arm curled beneath Ishqi's head like a pillow, holding her gently - protectively - as though afraid she'd vanish again. Her face was still, lips parted slightly in sleep, dark lashes fanned out against her cheeks. The bandage near her temple had softened, and her features no longer bore the tension of fear.
Rajveer watched her.
His Ishqi.
His warrior, who had suffered far more than anyone ever should... and still smiled like the sun when she saw him.
One of her fingers was curled around the fabric of his kurta, holding onto him even in sleep. His other hand came up to trace the line of her jaw, featherlight, reverent.
"You're here," he whispered, more to himself than to her. "You came back to me..."
She stirred then, her brows twitching as she slowly woke, eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze.
For a moment, she just stared, still half-asleep. Then a smile crept up, soft and sleepy, as her fingers lightly tightened around his shirt.
"Good morning," she murmured, voice husky from sleep.
Rajveer smiled back, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Morning, Mrs. Rajawat."
She chuckled. That name still gives her butterflies.
She blushed, hiding her face against his chest. He held her closer, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.
For a few minutes, they stayed like that - two hearts, one breath.
By the time Ishqi freshened up, tied her damp hair into a lazy bun, and headed downstairs, the house had already begun buzzing with life.
Voices from the drawing room floated into the hallway, the smell of chai and fresh parathas wafted from the kitchen, and someone was laughing - a light, joyous kind of laugh.
As Ishqi stepped into the room, clad in a soft cotton suit and no makeup, three people barged in from the front gate.
"ISQIIIIIIII!!" came a loud chorus of voices.
Before she could react, Misha, Reyansh, and Siddharth threw their bags aside and rushed to her - crashing into her in a bone-crushing hug.
"Ishqi!" Misha squealed. " Kahan thi tu , Idiot.. ham pagal ho rahe the yahan tere bina "
"You idiot! You absolute idiot - where were you?! We were going crazy!"
"I was about to file a complaint " Reyansh muttered, hugging her.
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RomanceA girl who is not loved from childhood wants a little bit of love and a family to call her own . She wants a person with whom she can share her pain and happiness. Will she get the love of her life ? Will she find a family ? _______________________...
