Bride of Youngest Rajvanshi
First night
After Akant and Shivangi arrived home, the griha pravesh rituals were performed. Once everything was completed, everyone went to their respective rooms.
Shivangi enters her new room, accompanied by Meera, Rupali, and Samira.
Akant’s room, beautifully decorated with flowers and lit with diyas, made Shivangi feel uneasy. Meera, Rupali, and Samira showed her the room and then left, but not without Samira teasing Shivangi with playful remarks. Meera seemed genuinely happy, while Rupali shared her quiet contentment. Even though they hadn’t experienced such happiness themselves, they trusted that Akant was different and would make things right for Shivangi.
Shivangi wandered around the bedroom, her eyes falling on the photos adorning the walls and shelves. There was a picture of Akant from his childhood, his innocent smile radiating pure joy. Another frame held a memory from his 18th birthday, the celebration evident in his glowing face. There were more photos—him with his bhabhis, siblings, and family, each capturing moments of togetherness and love. Shivangi couldn’t help but admire how deeply rooted Akant was in his family, but at the same time, it made her wonder about her own place in his life.
Akant stepped into the room, his eyes immediately landing on Shivangi, who was standing near the photo wall, lost in thought as she examined the memories captured in the frames. He quietly closed the door behind him, the soft click breaking the silence. It wasn’t loud enough to startle her but just enough to let her know he was there. For a moment, he stood still, observing her, unsure of how to begin a conversation in the midst of the awkward newness between them.
Comments
lonely with a broken heart💔☄️
why are you getting afraid is it your child 😬😬
2025-01-21
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