Hey guys, Mish here! Something came in my mind so wrote this up. Random thoughts, you see. I might continue this so it's a series. Hope you like it. Do give your feedbacks. :)
Riddhima looked lifeless than before after getting ready in her bridal attire. She smiled to herself, her inner self mocking her, ' Riddhima, yahi toh tum chahti thi na, Kabir se shaadi karke khush Rehna? Now Aisa haal Kyun banake Rakha hai? Come on, cheer up! Be a good girl and look beautiful!'
' Nahi! I don't want this! I ...don't want to marry Kabir!' A drop of tear fell from her left eye. She screamed, ' I don't deserve to live! Aaj sirf meri wajah se yea sab ho Raha hai. I lost Vansh, Sia is in coma!'
' Ahaan. So you realised it, Mrs Vansh... Oops, soon to be Mrs. Kabir? Chalo chalo, let's go to the mandap! Shubh muhurat is coming... Chalo...'
Anupriya patted her cheek and held her arm a little too tight and took her downstairs.
'' Where are you , Vihaan! You are the last hope. Please aajao. Don't break your promise!' Riddhima constantly said in her mind.
Everyone was in the hall.
' Riddhima... Go!' Anupriya gestured her to go.
Kabir - ' Well, kitna time lagaogi Riddhima... Come!'
He was smirking.
' Looks like Kabir Sharma forgot the law. '
' Vansh ! '
' Bhai ! '
Riddhima looked at Vihaan at the door, hearing Dadi and Ishani's voice.
Kabir looked as if he had seen a ghost. Well, apparently Anupriya and others were too, except Riddhima. She sighed sadly. For a moment she thought he is her Vansh. But, she was never that lucky. It was Vihaan.
' Sweetheart, your dearest hubby is alive. How can you marry someone else? '
Something shook in Riddhima when he called her Sweetheart.
She began contemplating, Vansh or Vihaan? Who is he. Sach kya hai aur jhoot kya hai?
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Next part will be up tomorrow probably.