A story of an Indian girl, a pure and innocent soul, one who finds her happiness in other people's smiles.
One who is selfless but fierce.
One who lost her loved ones at the age of 11, since then she lives with her uncle and aunt
Her uncle loves her...
As I entered another hallway of the mansion petals showered on me.
And when I lifted my face I saw him at the end of the hallway.
"Adhira" He whispered and my breath hitched.
I just realized that I was so lost in him that I didn't know I had never noticed him come near me.
He gave me his palm.
I accepted it.
He leads me to the backyard.
He left my hand and then stood a few steps away from me
"Upar Dekho," He said
(Look Up)
I looked up and there was a beautiful show of Firecrackers and there in the middle was my name
'ADHIRA'
"Meeting you was my fate, Marrying you was never on the list but then you popped into my life out of nowhere changing me completely. Loving you wasn't my choice either. You were the Sunshine I needed in my life. You showed me what life truly was. You made me enjoy every moment of my life. And you know After you were gone is,when I realized that I didn't need love in my Life. All I needed was Adhira. For me, My wife, Adhira is, was, and will forever be my definition of love" He said
"I love you Adhira"
I felt the world around me freeze.
As he didn't hear a reply from me, he began rambling
"Look I don't want you to rush-"I cut him off
"I love you, Sid"
"I know-Wait what?"
"I love you, "I tell in a very low voice.
He lifted me up into the air and spun me around.
"Siddharth I-"He cut me off by smashing his lips on me.
Sparks ignited our souls.
The only word to describe this moment was that we were on fire.
Our moment was broken when we heard claps.
I turned around to see the whole Singhania family standing looking at us.
"Finally, "Bhabhi said
I hid my head in the crook of his neck.
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Now that leads us to today.
If you're asking about Anaya.
Police arrested her and she still is in jail.
Ritika is pregnant.
Shreya is getting married.
Aarav was the bundle of joy that entered our lives.
Siddharth was a disguised angel.
Even if he's the devil.
He's my Devil.
I was the substitute bride.
Now I'm a wife, A mother.
But most of all,
I'm Adhira and this was my story.
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