In The Memory Of Love
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Last published Mon, Sep 16, 2024
"Do you, Mr Aryan Bedi take Ms Samaira Basu to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked holding the Bible in his hands.
"I do." Said the groom with a smile on his face.
"Do you, Ms Samaira Basu take Mr Aryan Bedi to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The same question was asked to the bride who had the same expression on her face.
"I do." Replied the bride with countless emotions.
"They have vowed in our presence, to be loyal and loving towards each other.
Therefore, it is my pleasure to now announce them as husband and wife... The groom may now kiss the bride, "
The groom came near the bride and kissed her lovingly.
Both of their eyes brimmed with happiness.
They are now husband and wife.
They are now TOGETHER...
____________________
Aryan and Samaira, two individuals bounded by a happy relationship started their journey together as husband and wife. People never stopped praising them and their relationship. They were too very happy with each other...
But happiness is a word that ends very soon. Same happened with them. The turmoil which had hit them changed their lives forever.
What was the turmoil?
Was it worth it?
Was their love successful?
Or was it just a memory?
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ΰΌΊπ©πππ πππ ππ πππ "ππππ₯ππ’π¦ππ" πΊπππππΰΌ» ΰΌβ¬€βΰΌ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"
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