Addicted to you

Epilogue

Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. Cause the truth is, there's no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try, cause if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.

~~ William Parish, Meet Joe Black ~~

Three years later

Christmas Eve, 2015

"I hate this. I absolutely, incredibly and passionately hate this."

Khushi Shashi Gupta soon to-be Raizada Salazar whined as she stepped out of the bathroom, gathering the chapel length tulle ball gown wedding dress that flared down with her fists. In the snow white dress that fell over her curves, its strapless, sweetheart neckline embroidered with lace, trimmed and hand-beaded lace diamond appliqués fitted bodice, cascading down the hemline and a hand-beaded diamond jeweled waistline, hair styled in half-down spiral perm with fresh tulip hair corsages in places and face neatly scrubbed except for the eyes that stood sparkling, enriching the green hues of her hazel eyes against the classical diamond and emerald neck piece that she had inherited from her late mother-in-law to-be, Khushi looked stunningly beautiful, the scoff that found its permanent residence on her face notwithstanding.

"Stop frowning, Khushi. You look stunning." Lavanya chided her friend while turning around from the mirror to look at Khushi, looking beautiful as ever in the ivory floral length, simple but elegant bridesmaid dress. "Besides, you can't keep on complaining on something for so long."

Khushi rolled her eyes as she walked up to the mirror, staring at her reflection for a little longer while smoothing the lace in the front, adjusting the diamond waistline, her lips curved into a pout. "This is way too expensive. The whole wedding is an economical waste. Do you know Nic spent 5,000 Euros for wedding dress? That doesn't include veil and gloves. I can't believe I let the kid talk me into this."

"Nicole feels this is too simple for her brother's bride." Anjali Raizada Jha offered, grinning at Lavanya before looking at Khushi with a wink. "On second thoughts, I do think she is right, Khushi. This does look simple compared to the other one Arnav liked."

"Simple?" Khushi screamed, unable to keep her voice in low and bit her lower lip apologetically when she saw Anjali cringe a little, her hand resting on her seven month baby bump. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare the baby." She said, smiling back while turning around to face the women. "And for the record, your brother has some interesting ideas of how my wedding dress should be, Anjali. By interesting I mean a wedding that consists of Arnav and his bride."

Khushi looked around and grimaced at the veil that was waiting for her, resting on the bed while Anjali and Lavanya shared an amazed smile. "Interesting ideas?" Anjali asked with a teasing smile. "We'd love to hear them, Khushi."

Her face flushed with a rose tinge as Khushi looked away. Arnav did have interesting ways of them getting married and none of them were decent enough to share with the third person. It was all he had been talking about ever since they decided to get married three months ago and the days that followed had proved that both of them regretted their decision. For one thing, Khushi was forced to spend her days with Nicole, shopping, selecting and finalizing schemes, dresses and jewelry the wedding planner, fashion and jewelry designers presented and nights were reserved with family as Nicole insisted, urging them to spend as much they could with the family as they wouldn't be willing once after the wedding. Though Arnav was unable to accompany them, he made sure they were happy with the preparations. Well, basically, making sure that his sister was happy with everything as Khushi never a grand wedding.