Love's Rivalry (LOVE AND WAR)

PART 3: An Entrance Fit for a Princess

Dadi bustled through the house, a glint of mischief in her eye. "Priyanka, make sure Soumya gets Rudra's room! And let her know to tell me if Rudra bothers her!"

Soumya, a mix of excitement and determination, nodded and made her way to her new domain. She could already envision the transformation.

Moments later, Rudra swaggered down the hallway, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing. "I just need my charger," he muttered, stepping into what he thought was still his room. But when he opened the door, his jaw dropped.

"What the—?! Why is my room drenched in purple and pink?" he exclaimed, bewildered by the drastic makeover.

Soumya leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, a smug smile on her face. "Oh, didn't you hear? Until I leave, this room is officially mine! So I can do whatever I want. Now, if you'll excuse me, please stay within your limits."

Rudra's ego took a hit. "You changed my room without asking? And where are my things?"

Her nonchalant attitude ignited his annoyance. "You know, it's not surprising you don't have any boyfriends. I mean, who would date someone as... well, let's just say 'heavy' as you?"

The words hung in the air, sharp and cutting. Soumya's eyes flashed with anger. Without a word, she splashed water from her glass straight into his face. "Out! Now!" she shouted, shoving him out of the room and slamming the door in his face.

Om and Shivay, who had been lurking nearby, couldn't help but chuckle. "Come on, Rudy, let's get you to my room," Om said, guiding him away while they both burst into laughter.

Meanwhile, Anika entered Soumya's room, carrying two cups of coffee. She found Soumya perched by the window, an angry pout etched on her face. "What's going on, Soumya? You look like you just lost your favorite toy," Anika asked softly.

Soumya huffed, recounting her confrontation with Rudra. "I can't believe he called me irritating and fat! How dare he?!"

"Okay, but calm down," Anika advised. "You just embarrassed him in front of everyone after beating him in that race. Give him a break! He's not so bad; he'll warm up to you. Besides, there's a party tonight, and we should celebrate!"

Soumya's expression softened a bit. "A party? What's that about?"

Anika smiled. "It's our wedding reception! We've been too busy with work to celebrate properly. Now we get to introduce ourselves to everyone as a couple."

"Sounds perfect! I'd love to join the celebration," Soumya said, feeling a bit better. "Alright, I'll get ready!"

As the two chatted, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Maybe this colorful chaos was just what they all needed to bring them closer together.

"What party?" Soumya asked, tilting her head in curiosity.

Anika's face lit up. "Oh, today is Shivay and my wedding reception! We've been so busy with work that we didn't have time to celebrate properly. Tonight, we get to present ourselves as a couple in front of the media and our friends!"

Soumya's eyes sparkled. "Wow! I guess I arrived just in time for the festivities!"

"Absolutely! Now take a little break and get ready before 7 PM, okay?" Anika encouraged.

"Sure thing, Anika bhabhi!" Soumya replied, a smile breaking across her face.

As the evening approached, Soumya found herself contemplating her outfit. The thought of a big party filled with people made her both excited and a bit nervous. She opened her wardrobe, scanning through the array of clothes.