Vaidehi and Viyansh were still sleeping, exhausted from all the wedding festivities of Vihaan and Vanshika. The celebrations had been grand and joyous, but they had taken a toll on everyone involved. Now that everything was finally over, everybody could rest. In the soft morning light, Viyansh woke up first. He looked over at Vaidehi, still peacefully asleep beside him. Gently, he leaned in and kissed her forehead, a gesture of his deep affection. Then, with equal tenderness, he kissed her stomach. This had become a new ritual for him, ever since they had learned about the baby.
After that, Viyansh carefully adjusted the pillows around her. This was a habit he had developed when she was on bed rest after being shot. During that time, he had been overly protective, making sure she was comfortable and safe. Vaidehi had initially found his overprotectiveness a bit much and had gently asked him to ease up, but now, with her carrying their child, Viyansh was determined not to compromise on her safety and comfort.ย He then went to freshen up and get ready for the day. The quiet of the early morning provided a peaceful backdrop as he washed away the remnants of sleep and fatigue from the past days of celebration.
The cool water on his face helped clear his mind, and he took a moment to gather his thoughts and plan for the day ahead. After dressing, he returned to their room, where Vaidehi was still soundly asleep. The sight of her sleeping so peacefully brought a tender smile to his face. However, he knew that it was time for her to wake up and take her medicines. Viyansh moved quietly to the side of the bed and sat down beside her, careful not to startle her. He reached out and gently caressed her head, his fingers lightly brushing through her hair.
๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ '๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
"Kuch kahaniyan kabhi poori nahi hotiโฆ isiliye woh dobara janam leti hain." When fate tore them apart in another lifetime, their souls carried the ache forward, not to forget, but to complete a love left unfinished. He was reborn as a king, not only to rule a kingdom, but to command the shadows as a Mafia King. Surrounded by power, feared by many, yet loneliness flowed silently through his veins. She returned to the world alone, fighting for survival, bearing pain no soul should endure. And when she believed nothing worse could happen, darkness claimed her eyes. Forgotten. Broken. Unprotected. Yet somewhere within her fragile heart, hope waitedโฆ for someone she could not see, but had always belonged to. She yearned for love. He had been deprived of it his entire life. And thenโฆ they met again. He found her in her most fragile state. She found him without knowing his face. This time, fate will not test their love, it will measure the depth of their devotion. Because some souls are reborn not to begin again, but to finish what destiny once destroyed. And this timeโฆ love refuses to die.




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