The two newly re-united love-birds spent the night chatting, catching up on past and then discussing future. In each other's arms they found their solace. The two hearts felt complete and at home. With every doubts, complaints and misunderstandings being cleared in the night filled with love, the two went to sleep in each other's arms. Technically they were still married as they never filed for a divorce. They were husband and wife, lovers and reconciled hearts.
Next morning they left the sanctuary of the hotel to go and meet their parents and deliver the good news to them. Whole way Dhruval's hands were on Arohi's shoulder. Arohi started feeling a bit shy as Dhruval was her first and last man with whom she was romantically involved.
Entwining their fingers in a tight bond, Dhruv rang the door-bell of the Avasthi residence.
Beji opened the door and looked at their hands, shouting in delight, "I knew it. My son and daughter."
They just smiled at her expression and entered the house to find Yash, Ashok and Anjum awaiting them.
"So is my daughter coming home with me today?" Yash asked smiling. Dhruval and Arohi looked at each other and smiled.
"Not today Dad. But soon. I want a fresh start and hence we have decided to tie knots again. A proper wedding where the groom and bride will enjoy. 'C'mon I need a happy and memorable wedding." He joked.
The family agreed and joyed in it.
"So now I have a wedding to plan. Great this calls for shopping" Anjum said happy at the reunion.
Arohi looked at her happy family celebrating the news. Everything was finally sorted out. Now they were busy in eating and planning the upcoming wedding. After spending a few hours with her family, all of sudden grabbing an opportunity, she slipped away from therd and went inside her room. Dhruv caught her sneaky act and decided to go and see her.
Entering in her room he found her standing near the window-sill, lost in her thoughts.
"What is my wife thinking?" He asked wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and keeping his head on her shoulder.
She smiled at his affectionate behaviour. Leaning back in his arms, she enjoyed the warmth radiating from his body. The two feeling the moment. After a few minutes she broke the silence and said, "everything is going so good. It's too much for me."
He turned her around and made her face him, "everything will be good. Now that we are together, everything will be at its best. Just like us."
"Hmm but not si easy. We still have a storm coming our way." She said.
"Storm?" He asked, she just nodded. "Then we will face this and all other storms together and strong." He said looking in her eyes.
"Let's go then." She said.
"Where?" He asked.
"To face the storm" she replied cheeky.
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It was second time that day when Dhruv pressed the door-bell.
The door opened and the person greeted them with a smile, "come in."
"Can you call others?" Arohi asked nervously. The person just smiled and nodded going to call everyone in the house.
Minutes later the living room was filled with twelve peoples, including Arohi and Dhruv.
"So? What is so important?" A person finally voiced the question which was racing in everybody's mind.
"Umm sir as you know I have a past, a husband,....." Arohi began shifting nervously in her seat. Sensing her discomfort Dhruval kept his hand on her's, reassuring her in a way, that she is not alone.
"Yes. And that asshole treated you like a piece of shit. Only if I could get my hand on him" Vidyut grumbled.
"Sir, you have him infront of you. Do what you want. Punish me!" Dhruval said getting up from his seat. To say everyone was shocked would be an understatement. The great industrialist, their sponsor, their friend, he was the one to hurt their best friend.
"YOU!!" Abhimanyu got up angrily from his seat and grabbed Dhruv's collar.
"Abhi.... Leave him. He has paid for his expenses and past deals. Trust me. Sit down and let me explain. Please" Arohi pleaded, separating Abhimanyu and Dhruval. Kashish, Piya and Riddhi also ensured to hold back other boys.
Sitting back down, Dhruv's head hanging down in shame, Arohi began narrating each and every piece in details from past and the recent events. How Dhruval came back asking for her forgiveness and won back her heart. How Kashish and the girls planned the whole trap to test Dhruv's truthfulness.
"So you trapped me and made me feel jealous?" "So you are getting married?" Both Dhruval and Abhimanyu asked simultaneously.
Arohi and the girls just laughed and nodded.
"Well then I am ready to eat the wedding food." Axel joked.
The bunch erupting in laughters and sharing the joyous news. Arohi was happy to finally find her ultimate happiness in her life, consisting her family, friends and the man she loves.
Good and evil resides in every soul,
It is just the patience and support,
Needed to retrieve the right side.
With love, care and a hand to hold,
A shoulder to lean on and cry,
Understanding instead of judgemental eyes,
A person can be save from getting lost in the pitless hole.
There will be wounds, there will be scars,
There will be pain, there will be memories,
But they are there to make you strong,
Give you strength to pick up and move on.
Everyone deserves a second chance,
Past mistakes cannot be allowed to,
Rule someone's future plans.
If their is love, their will be life,
A light to push away the darkness outside.
Don't give up on scars,
They are the gift of love, not pain.
Make them your badge of pride,
Not a things of shame or tide.
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Drafts Of Her Heartbeat
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