Third person's POV "Are you certain? Think carefully; it's a big decision," Maurvi cautioned." Absolutely. Please allow me to get married to her. I need one chance to show him my feelings for him. He has given unconditional love to her, he deserves to get it back in his life. " Tami reiterated and tears rolled down her cheeks.Gautam, seeing her distress, relented," My little princess has grown up so much and I didn't even get to know about it. Please don't cry. I allow you to get married to him, but if you don't get his love and respect in return for your efforts, and if any day you feel that it is enough and you don't want to go on with it, let me know, immediately. I will be there to take you back to our home. I don't want to see you craving for his attention or love. He needs to understand that you are not marrying him under any obligation, or just to save his dad, my relationship with his dad, or the reputation of our families. " Tami nodded. He hugged her very tightly and kis
Third person's POV Tami stood in front of the mirror, a vision of ethereal beauty in her exquisite wedding lehenga adorned with intricate gold and Kundan jewelry. The rich crimson hues of her attire contrasted beautifully with her glowing complexion, accentuating her delicate features. Her eyes, a reflection of the myriad emotions swirling within her, sparkled with a mixture of nervous anticipation and quiet determination.As she prepared to embark on the most significant journey of her life, Tami's parents, Maurvi and Gautam, stood by her side, their hearts filled with a complex array of emotions, swollen with pride and apprehension. Maurvi, her mother, couldn't help but marvel at the breathtaking sight of her daughter, a delicate flower blossoming into a stunning bride. Yet, beneath the surface, a sense of apprehension lingered, knowing the challenges that lay ahead for her beloved daughter. Gautam, her father, exuded a stoic demeanor, though his eyes betrayed the worry gnawing at
Third person's POV Every step she took seemed to echo with the melody of tradition and grace, her beauty akin to a delicate rose in full bloom, radiating elegance and purity, though she was wearing a translucent tissue veil. At the stage, Mihir, the heir to India's wealthiest man, Mehul Shah, stood regally, his presence commanding attention with an air of quiet dignity. His traditional attire, embellished with intricate embroidery and shimmering embellishments, mirrored the grandeur of the occasion. Despite his stoic exterior, turmoil raged within him, torn between duty and desire, his heart still tethered to the woman who had left him for another man." Oh God!! She is looking so pretty, is that Gaurvi? But why the hell is she wearing that veil? Who covers the face with a veil these days? What's wrong with her??" Vihan said all of a sudden. " Whatever!! She is looking beautiful, but why did she change her lehenga? " Roohi muttered. " Hunh? What?" Vihan asked her. " Nothing! "
Third person's POV In the soft glow of romantic lights, under the canopy of beautiful flowers, Mihir and Tami stood, their families and friends gathered around them, their hearts filled with sorrow and anticipation. As the sacred fire crackled and danced, the priest chanted ancient verses, invoking the blessings of the gods upon the couple. The priest called her parents for the kanyadaan, Gautam and Maurvi came and took their seats near them. Gautam gave her hand to Mihir in marriage as instructed by the priest. Their families looked on with tears of joy in their eyes, their hearts overflowing with blessings for the newlyweds.As the ceremony continued, they performed the sacred rituals. Amidst the chanting of mantras and the fragrance of incense wafting through the air, they took pheras, They walked around the sacred fire, promising to love and cherish each other for eternity, to stand by each other through life's joys and sorrows, to be each other's strength and support in time
Third person's POV As their adorned car entered the beautiful mansion of the Shah family, her heart was beating very hard, it was not the first time she had come here, but it was the first time she would enter it as a new member of the family. The car stopped on the porch and Tami arrived at the doorstep of her new home. She was greeted with a grand welcome befitting a bride of her stature. The entrance was adorned with fragrant flowers and shimmering lights, creating a dazzling display of color and radiance. Traditional musicians played melodic tunes, their music filling the air with an aura of festivity and joy.As Tami stepped out of the car, she was met with cheers and applause from her new family members, their faces lit up with smiles of warmth and welcome. The elders showered her with blessings and well-wishes, their eyes brimming with tears of joy at the sight of the radiant bride.Her mother-in-law, Megha, and sister-in-law Mahi were standing there at the main door with
Third person's POV Mihir was in the study as he didn't feel like going to his room. Just then his mom, Megha went to him. "Mihir, I understand your state of mind, but you can't force anyone to love you back. Why didn't you tell us that she was pregnant with Shlok's baby? She has fallen for Shlok and they are having a child together. So he has a right to her since they both love each other. I know it is easier said than done but trust me Whatever happened, it happened for the best. You would not have been happy with her since she was in love with another man and was carrying his baby. We all are a part of this big friend group and it would not have been possible to avoid meeting him and you would have always been in an insecurity that their feelings might rekindle at some time. He would have tried to contact her and their child. It would have become very ugly at one point. " She tried to make him understand. " Mom, I don't want to talk about all that. " Mihir turned his back towards
Third person's POV " But why didn't you tell me anything??" Mehul asked. " It was a situation none of us foresaw, and in that delicate moment, I had to make a difficult decision to protect our family's dignity and your health." She said. Her gaze shifted between each member of her family, seeking understanding and acceptance, and explained how she got an idea and convinced her family. " So sweet of Gautam and Maurvi to accept your request, but did they force her to marry Mihir? It must be difficult for her to get ready like this. " Mehul asked. Megha continued, " No they didn't have to, Tami agreed to get married almost instantly, though her parents were a bit hesitant. " " Strange!! I wouldn't have agreed to such a situation. " Mahi said. " Not even if you were asked to marry Ron?? " Megha asked with excitement. " I would have agreed in that case. " She said looking at Ron and he grinned. " Well, in the same way, apparently, Tami has always had a fondness for Mihir." " Wha
Third person's POV As Tami settled into her new surroundings, a sense of hesitation crept over her. She knew that her wedding night would not be an easy one, as Mihir was still grappling with the pain and betrayal of Gaurvi's elopement. She could sense his anger and hurt. She knew that their journey together would be fraught with challenges and obstacles, but she was determined to stand by his side through it all. With a silent prayer in her heart, she braced herself for the difficult conversations and heartfelt emotions that lay ahead, knowing that their love would ultimately prevail.********As Mihir stepped into the elegantly decorated room, his heart weighed heavy with resentment and anger. The sight before him once meant to be a sanctuary for love and intimacy, now served as a painful reminder of the betrayal he had endured. Every flickering candle and every fragrant flower seemed to mock him, a cruel reminder of the love he had lost.His eyes fell upon the figure standing by