Faasle
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His face held a beautiful smile as he slipped the intricate ring into his fiancée's sleek finger. His gaze raised up and he looked with so much love.The whole room erupted into appraises and applauds as they cheered for the couple.
He looked down scratching his neck and a slight red tinge on his cheeks. His gaze raised again and roamed over all the people present,until he found the one he was searching for.
Smiling at him, she gave him a thumbs-up and his smile widened much more . He turned away as they posed for photographs. Happy smiles, love in the eyes. It was all she ever imagined to live with him.
A nudge on her shoulder made her look away from him and she faced the person. A small sad smile on their lips and she looked down with tears threatening to pool up her eyes.
"Faasle aise bhi honge kabhi socha na tha. Saamne tha wo mere, par wo mera na tha"
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