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Y/n pov :
I couldn't believe this is all happening. I am getting married to my first & forever crush, Aryan.
Expected days, which I always had as a scenario in my dreamland had happened.
The one thing which always seemed impossible with him was 'Marriage' but today with the approval from both families.
I am getting married to this one man whom I gave my heart to.
The door opens revealing, my one angel who always helped me when I seeked for help.
Its none other than Nitika. She enters with a jaw drop, which soon turns into a smile.
Nitika - My dear Sisy, you're looking so beautiful as a bride.
Me - If people like you wasn't there to support me. This marriage is impossible.
Nitika - You cry baby now, Why you're crying on your precious day.
Me - Its not tears, my dear Nitika. Its happy tears. Just pinch me because I can't bear the fact that
I am getting married.
Nitika - Should I call your soon-to-be husband now ? Cos this cry baby won't stop I think.
Me - No. He would be getting ready. So let him dress up.
××× - Y/nnnnn !! Is it you ?
We both flinched due to the new but familiar voice behind us. Its none other than Papa & Mama.
Me - Haan pa. Its your own daughter sitting here as a bride for her groom.
Mom kissed my forehead seeing me with pride. Nothing can win against a Mom's Affection. I am lucky to have them all.
Papa - Fine beti, your hairstylist is here. Get ready soon. All are waiting for you.
I nodded at them & they left. The hairstylist started to comb my hair,
I closed my eyes and the image of Myself and Aryan's love story plays..
It all starts from November 01...
AUTHOR'S NOTE :-
Hope you all loved this part ! This is just the starting. More to come on way. 💙