“Aditi, go and try this one!”“I think it’ll look amazing on you—you’ll look like a goddess!”Aditi turned around, startled warmed by the familiar voice. Her eyes met Aman's—her soon-to-be fiancé, the man who had walked into her life with laughter, care, and a quiet kind of chaos she had grown to love. He stood a few steps away, his face lit up with excitement as he pointed eagerly toward one of the mannequins at the far end of the bridal boutique.“This one?” Aditi asked, her slender finger hovering over a different dress—an ivory and gold lehenga displayed on the ...Read More

When Aditi heard those trembling words from her mother — words soaked in guilt, apology, and overdue acceptance — wave of emotion surged through her chest, as though a dam within had finally broken. Relief, gratitude, and an overwhelming sense of peace washed over her, momentarily stealing her breath.It was more than just an apology. It was a release from the chains that had bound her heart for years. The scars etched by endless arguments, emotional blackmail, and the silent ache of being torn between love and family… they all began to fade, slowly but surely, under the gentle ...Read More

Aman stood there for a heartbeat too long, his hand still unconsciously grazing the spot on his cheek where quick kiss had landed. It had been nothing more than a fleeting brush of her lips, but it left him shaken — the kind of gentle touch that carries the weight of years.Years of waiting.Years of longing.Years of fighting for what they both knew in their hearts was worth it.He turned toward the changing room she had disappeared into, his gaze softening, his chest aching in that bittersweet way only she could cause. She wasn’t just the woman he loved ...Read More

While returning to home, Aditi remembered how, from The moment her parents has agreed and her wedding date was her home transformed into a whirlwind of excitement. From dawn till late at night, the air was filled with the sound of laughter, the clinking of bangles, the rustle of silk, and the sweet scent of fresh flowers.The living room no longer looked like a living room at all — one corner was stacked with lehenga bags, another with jewelry boxes, and in the middle, trays of sweets piled high like treasures waiting to be discovered. Every day, an enthusiastic ...Read More