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P R E E T A P O V
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"I swear, I'll run away from here, Preeta. I'm tired as fuck. I can't do anymore shopping with ─ you." Karan yelled, dramatically and dropped the bags in the car. I rolled my eyes at him and kissed his cheek. He smiled and shooked his head. "Stop seducing me with your kiss, Mrs. Kapoor."
"Going to be ─ Mrs. Kapoor! Not yet," I winked at him and he stick out his tounge and I laughed.
We're presently in paris for our wedding clothes. To be honest, we litreally roamed half of the paris for the perfect clothes and I'm at the fault. Not ─ Karan. Poor guy, he litreally carried every bag to the car.
"Whatever, Malhotra. I'm hungry. Let's go somewhere." He said and I nodded. We both sat in the car and he started driving the car. He played the music and we litreally sang every song we knew there ─ smiling.
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"The food's amazing. Why didn't I ever came here ─ when I practically lived here?" Karan mumbled and I shook my head.
"It's because you were busy with the girls," I rolled my eyes and he grinned.
"Jealous are we?" He asked. I gave him a look and he smirked.
"I'm not!" I said and he nodded.
"Yeah, Yeah!" He said and I rolled my eyes and he placed a kiss on my cheek. "Past is past, Malhotra. I'm all yours now and everyday."
I smiled at him and hugged my soon-to-be husband. Gosh, he's the best. We broke the hug and continued to eat and talk about the stuff for our wedding.
"You know, we should've arranged our wedding in Italy. You know, what I mean?" I said, eating chicken lollipop. He nodded.
"Yeah, but, look. They're like litreally dozens of relatives in India. We've to invite every one of them. If we didn't ─ you know how it is. Gossips and gossips about our family. I don't want any of them. Let the peace still be there between our parents and relatives. Okay?" He said and I nodded with a smile. He smiled and started eating his pasta again.
I looked at him with much admiration. His perfect eyes, nose, face and everything. What did I even do to have this guy in my life? He's going to be husband. God, I can't believe this is happening. If people said I'd be marrying Karan a few months ago ─ I'd laugh at them and say they're going nuts.
"You know, a photo could stay longer."
His voice broke me out of my trance and I blushed at him while he smirked.
