Chapter -
The room was warm. Not because of the fireplace, but because of them. Two souls who had circled each other like planets for too long, now standing still,together.
Vanya Kapoor walked in first. Her smile was soft, her steps slower, more deliberate. She didn’t wait for a sign, not tonight. She walked straight to Rivaan Kapoor and put her arms around his neck. The moment held its breath.
Their eyes met. A stillness wrapped around them like silk. An unspoken conversation danced between two hearts that had fought, fallen, fractured,only to find each other again.
"You know," Vanya whispered, her voice laced with the kind of honesty that makes the air itself ache, "you’re perfect husband material..."
Rivaan smirked, but before he could say anything, she added with a wrinkle of her
