She was just a teenager when the world showed her its darkest side. Broken and scared, she built walls so high, she swore no one would ever get close-especially not a man. But life had other plans. Forced into a marriage with a stranger, she steppe...
Kiaan and Kush were lost in their lively banter, laughter punctuating their chatter, while Dheeraj's gaze shifted, softening as it landed on Shruti. She walked in, her elegance drawing every eye in the room.
She wore a fitted black midi dress with puffed sleeves that added a touch of vintage charm, the cinched waist flawlessly accentuating her silhouette. The flowing hem swayed lightly as she moved, her pointed black heels clicking softly against the floor. She carried a small, structured purse in one hand, her posture exuding quiet confidence.
Beside her, Ishaan strode in confidently, clad in their pre-decided black suit, his presence as striking as ever. His sharp features and effortless demeanor complemented the refined aura Shruti carried.
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SHRUTI OUTFIT
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"Why'd you come with Ishaan bhai? You could have called me," Kiaan quipped, his mock indignation drawing a playful roll of Shruti's eyes.
Kiaan smirked knowingly at Dheeraj, whose sharp glance back carried a silent warning—one only Kiaan seemed to relish teasing.
Their attention shifted as the doors opened again, revealing Dheer and Ruhanika stepping inside. The two radiated an almost ethereal charm, their presence immediately drawing every gaze. Ruhanika was a vision in a deep red saree, the fabric draping her slender frame with grace and elegance.
The delicate lace necklace adorning her neck added a subtle hint of sophistication, while her hair, styled intricately by Dheer, cascaded in soft waves that framed her radiant face. Her every step exuded a quiet poise, her bangles chiming faintly with her movements. Beside her, Dheer walked with an effortless calm, his hand gently resting on the small of her back.
