𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 : 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼

Chapter 3

Hey my lovey dovey readers!!!... I'm back with my another chappy... Be happy reading...

Guyz!! i think u all r having problem cause of name so let me clear ; here,

Akansha aka Akshu
Ishana aka Ishu
Rohan aka Ro
Sarika aka Sary
Vishaka aka vish
Yuvraj aka yuvi
Abhishek aka abhi
& guyz!! there is a slight mistake i have done actually ro's friend parth it should be paras not parth so sorry for that guyz!!!
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Rohan's POV

After a whirlwind of chaos and disorganization, we’re finally finished! Thank goodness! The venue is transformed, and it looks absolutely magnificent. The theme color choice is vibrant and uplifting, and the ceiling of the hall is adorned in a charming pattern that enhances the overall aesthetic. I’m undeniably grateful that they didn’t drown the decorations in pink— a shade I can’t stand.

As I take in my surroundings, I find myself utterly speechless. Vishaka has truly outdone a lot. The dining table, elegantly set, and the stage, artfully decorated, create a stunning focal point. The front table, poised to showcase the cake, is equally impressive, harmonizing beautifully with the rest of the decor. After indulging in a moment of admiration, I glance over at my friends. They’re all beaming with joy, smiles lighting up their faces.

And then there’s Abhishek, who, as usual, is absorbed in his relentless banter with Sarika, clearly enjoying himself. She is trying her best to ignore him, though occasionally he can be overwhelming. I can’t help but chuckle at their dynamic; only he seems capable of putting up with her antics. I silently plead, “Please come over! Not for me, but for Akansha.”

Just then, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Paras grinning at me, his expression as bright as the decorations around us. He looked remarkably dapper in a crisp white shirt paired with a light pink coat and a stylish black tie, exuding an air of confidence.

"Does it suit me?" He asked, his brows arched in a playful challenge. He’s always so particular about his appearance, while I can be choosy as well. He raises the bar.

"Looking good!" I replied, my compliment somewhat half-hearted as I turned my gaze towards the entrance, unable to ignore the anticipation building within me.

"Shut up! It’s not that bad, right?" he shot back, clearly aware that I was distracted. If he already knew it looked good, why even ask?

"Then why ask if you know it looks good?" I replied, still focused on the entrance, my heart racing in anticipation.

"Stop glaring at the entrance! So, who are you waiting for?" He asked, raising his brows curiously.

What could I say? I was simply hoping to see someone, but before I could respond, Yuvraj's voice cut through the air, booming with curiosity.

"Who’s waiting for whom?" We turned to see Yuvi approaching, a confident stride leading him to us. He was accompanied by Akansha and Vishaka, and together they formed a striking trio. Yuvraj, in his smart two-piece suit, paired a light checkered blue shirt with a deep pink coat, a stylish blue tie, and matching blue pants, completed by a flower brooch pinned to his collar—he looked effortlessly cool with Akansha by his side. They appeared to be a perfect match, a duo born from a fairytale.

But seriously, why does everyone insist on wearing pink? That color just drives me up the wall!

Vishaka looked stunning, her straight hair cascading elegantly down her shoulders. She wore a v-neck gown adorned with delicate light peach earrings embellished with diamonds—simple yet eye-catching. I may not know much about women’s fashion, but even I could see she looked extraordinary.