"Geez woman. Why are you so angry these days? What's with the mood swings?" Kyra muttered.

If only I knew.

Were the only words that kept ringing in my mind since Kyra asked me.

The decorations were really nice and as I was admiring everything while going inside the garden from the entrance, a hand came in contact with my waist, dragging me to the side and I recognized it as Dhruv due to his famous cologne.

"Hello there beautiful." He murmured placing a strand of my hair behind my ear causing me to to shiver.

"H-ey Dhruv." I muttered.

I seriously need to stop acting like this. It's still not confirmed. And what if I am expecting which is not even true. It could be something else for heaven's sake.

"You know we didn't really get much time to spend with each other. I am going to compensate each minute after this wedding." He said pulling me closer.

Geez, stop it.

"Yeah. I missed you so much." I replied, placing my hands on his chest.

"How did I get such a beautiful girlfriend?" He murmured placing his hands on top of mine.

"Ask my Dad." I replied and he groaned making me chuckle.

"You know I am fed up with these secrets. I have told you so many times we should come clean. I know they're going to accept us together." Dhruv reasoned.

"And what will I say? That these years I kept getting closer to you and eventually we fell in love?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes. That's what happened." He replied casually.

"It's not easy Dhruv. He always wanted to choose the Groom for me. There's no way he'll accept my choice. You know how strict he is in such a matter." I replied, my mood turning sour the very next second.

"And what if I say I am his choice as well?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Then-"

"Sarah, come here. You need to come with me on the Groom's side for haldi paste." I heard Shivani Aunty from a distance stopping me from replying to him.

"I'll talk to you later." I said parting away from him and he hesitantly nodded in response.

As Shivani Aunty took me to the different side of the hotel, I could hear faint laughters, chatting and music meaning the function was going on from the Groom's side.

We were welcomed by them and I straightaway went to Ahaan not to miss the chance of teasing him.

"Look who's here. To what do I owe this pleasure of your presence Sarah." Ahaan mocked with a smirk.

"Well your mother in-law brought me here to take your haldi for your Bride." I replied.

He nodded his head and continued smirking.

"Okay what's the matter?" I asked tiredly.

"You know, I know Dhruv and you are in a secret relationship." He replied with a smug look.

I looked at him clearly shocked, my mouth dropped open making me look like a fool.

In my knowledge, only Kyra and Aarav know about this as they were with us in the flight. I knew it was bound to come out eventually, but I still needed time with everything. The fact that Kyra and Aarav took it lightly as they expected that since years ago was something that calmed me to some extent.

"H-ow?" I stuttered and then cleared my throat.

"You guys aren't that secretive you know. When you both were romancing in the corner of the lobby, I could clearly see you. In fact, not just me but many others. You need to come clean or it's going to cause trouble." He replied sounding concerned.

"Shit man." I muttered,furrowing my eyebrows.

"Was there anyone close to us? Or someone who might tell this to anyone?" I hesitantly asked.

"Not that I remember. Everyone was minding their business." He shrugged.

I nodded grimly.

Was one problem less now that there's another.

"Now won't you apply haldi to your bro?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

"I-" I started, but Ahaan beat me.

"Sarah, you know I am not going to do anything like that again. I know it was my mistake somewhere, but I really want to be with her. Forever this time. Just forgive me for once." He stated.

My eyes glistened with unshed tears listening to him. He was the brother I never had and gave me the privilege to have one. I remember that I called him bro once in the school and from then onwards he told me call him that only. I happily accepted because I always wanted a brother and Ahaan was no less. He used to care for me like one.

But 8 years back was the last time I called him that. I couldn't digest the fact that he would stoop so low and thought of not contacting him ever again.

"B-bro." I whispered and his eyes lit up.

"What did you say?" He asked with wide eyes.

"Bro." This time I said it more clearly while nodding and he engulfed me into a bone crashing hug.

"Thank you so much Sarah. Does this means that you've forgiven me?" He murmured.

"I did. But please don't break Kyra this time. She really needs the love and care." I said pointing a finger at his direction.

"Never. I am going to correct my mistake and bring the old Kyra back. This is my promise to you." He replied.

I took some haldi from the bowl beside the stool he was sitting on and smeared it on his face.

"Congratulations." I said smiling.

He nodded smiling back.

"You know Kyra's looking like a bomb today." I said sitting beside him.

"Not you now. I am only getting teased by everyone since the morning. They all left just a minute before you came for drinks. And by the way I expect you to help me." He groaned.

"Help? By what means?" I questioned with raised eyebrows.

"Just message me whenever she leaves for her room after the function. I'll handle everything else." He said smirking.

I nodded while smiling.

"Wait, I do have a surprise for you." I said.

"What?" He questioned raising his eyebrows.

"I clicked a picture of her while she was getting ready today. It might be a good one." I replied smirking.

"You did? Show me then." He asked, excited all of a sudden.

"And what will I get in return?" I asked crossing my arms.

"My blessings." He replied patting my head.

"Shut up. You're literally a billionaire." I said shaking my head.

"So? You have everything in your life. What else do you need?" He asked.

If only you knew Ahaan.

Shaking my head, I forwarded my mobile towards him.

"Beautiful." He murmured and I heard it clearly.

"You're so whipped." I said looking at him while he was still busy in admiring her picture.

"Yeah, just the way you are for Dhruv." He retorted back.

I nodded my head without even realizing.

"You know, it's high time that you both get together. Just think that once you'll be together with everyone's consent, specifically your Dad's then no one would stop you from doing anything or label anything as unacceptable." He stated.

"I know. I am tired myself with these secrets. I would love to tell them everything, but I don't know if it's the right time." I reasoned.

"There's no such right time. It's you who have to make the time right by doing it the right way." He replied in the tone that meant seriousness.

"You have no idea how much I missed these theories of yours." I joked.

He laughed with his head falling back and shook his head simultaneously.

"Sarah, come on. We need to leave." I heard Shivani Aunty.

I bid my bye to Ahaan and other youngsters who were with us and left with Shivani Aunty for Kyra's haldi.

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We all were resting our asses in the garden on the mattresses laid out for the haldi function.

I got a call from Shivani Aunty to come for some help and I compiled.

"Yes Aunty?" I questioned, stopping in front of her in the lobby.

"Ahh, Sarah. I need you to do something for me." She said.

"Sure, anything Aunty." I replied while smiling.

She has always been like a second mother to me as Kyra and I used to spend most of our time together at each other's house. It wasn't even weird for us to have sleepovers every next day.

"You have to go to the Groom's side for bringing Kyra's henna for today." She said.

"But isn't it done by one of the family member? Preferably by the bride's sister in-law." I hesitantly asked.

"I'll give you a tight slap if you say this again. You are as much important as any other member of this family. And you are same as Kyra and Dhruv for me." She said sternly.

Ouch.

I am anything but Dhruv's sister. That sounds weird.

Nonetheless, I smiled and nodded.

As I got down from our wing, I went towards the Groom's side and entered the lobby. There I met Ahaan's sister Aradhya and she volunteered to take me to her mother. Their mother was really sweet and gave me the necessary items and I came back to Shivani Aunty to give her the same.

When I entered back into the room, Kyra and everyone else were already ready. In the meantime, we gossiped, clicked some pictures for memories and teased other other the whole time. Soon we were made to get down in the garden for the function and as Kyra arrived, the function started and the females got busy in applying the henna while the males were filling their stomachs and having the time of their lives.

I was sitting on a comfortable sofa with an artist in front of me applying the henna.

"Miss, do you want someone's name written?" The artist questioned breaking my thoughts.

My heart thudded loudly. What am I even supposed to do? Looking at Dhruv, I noticed how carefree he was with Aarav and other cousins of his. He didn't even know what could happen. We both aren't even an official couple in the eyes of our parents.

"Write Dhruv. Try to hide it in the best way possible." I whispered so none could hear me.

She smiled and continued her work, writing my lover's name on my hand. She did a good job as I could tell that no one could make out his name written on my palm.

As I was done with my henna, I made my way towards the drinks section to have something as I was really thirsty. Deciding upon a coke, I forwarded my hands, but retreated them within seconds due to the wet henna paste covering my hands.

"Damn." I muttered helplessly.

How am I suppose to eat then?

"Why are you standing here like this Sarah?" Dhruv's voice startled me.

"Oh! I want to drink something. But you see, I have a teeny weeny problem here." I replied waving my hands in front of him.

"I'll help you." He offered.

"No Dhruv. No one knows we are together and I tend to keep it that way." I replied.

"I don't care about that shit anymore Sarah. You want to have something and I'll be helping you. No one can stop me." He said in an authoritative tone, making me shut my mouth immediately.

I nodded and we made our way towards another sofa where Aarav, Meera, Nitya and many other cousins of him were present.

He started feeding me the snacks himself and I hesitated to open my mouth, but one look from him made my mouth wide open. For the next twenty minutes he kept feeding me while making me drink in between and I noticed that no one even pointed out or looked at us weirdly that we were being so close with each other. Anyone passing us would smile at us and others weren't bothered by us at all.

"Show your hands to me." He said or more like ordered.

I forwarded my hands filled with henna in front of him and he observed it keenly.

"It's looking good." He murmured and I nodded in agreement.

"Did you get my name written on it?" He asked looking at me.

"No." I lied smoothly.

"Why not?" He questioned while raising his eyebrows.

"Someone might catch it." I replied.

He shook his head and got up, walking away from me.

Is he mad at me?

Why did I lie? I should've just accepted that I got his name written and he must've been happy with me.

As our henna got dried by the time, all the youngsters made their way to the dance floor in front of the DJ and started shaking and moving our butts to the beats. Everyone was enjoying with each other and I guess Dhruv forgot about everything that happened earlier as he dragged me closer to him and we danced together for hours. I was so relieved that he forgot and made a mental note of not playing games with him regarding our matter.

I couldn't stop myself so at the end, I showed him my palm where his name was imprinted and the hug and kiss that he'd given me right at the moment was the best ever we had.

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"Are you serious bitch? It's your wedding day for God's sake!" I shouted at Kyra.

"Geez! Are you high or what?" She asked gulping, with a scared expression.

"What should I tell you? I don't even know myself why I am behaving like this. I don't want to do this." I mumbled to myself, going to the balcony for some fresh air.

Since I woke up in the morning, I was feeling nauseous. Just as I took my first step after getting out of the bed, I had this sudden urge to vomit and the very next moment I threw up, thanks to myself that I had reached the washroom by then.

Still thinking that it must be a bug or something, I brushed off the negative thoughts and continued my day as it should go.

It was like sometimes I feel so good that I want to scream with happiness and the very next moment I want to shout at everyone who is talking beside me.

I could hear the faint talks and shouts of Kyra, Meera and Nitya from inside and suddenly it was as if I want to be alone, forever. Minutes later, I noticed Dhruv from our balcony standing at the entrance of our wing. I assumed he was busy in the preparations for today as he had a phone placed on his ear and he was busy shouting to whoever was on the other end.

A smile crept up on my face lifting my mood up. Who knew that the person whom you love can make your day better this way.

Looking back at him I noticed that a girl was standing beside him now. She probably looked around my age or less. Smiling ear to ear, she was saying something to Dhruv and I could clearly point out she was openly flirting.

I felt my blood boil at this. He's in a relationship with me for God's sake. Secret or not, it doesn't matter.

The girl placed her hand on his forearm causing my fist to clench, but as I saw Dhruv politely removing her hand from his arm and explaining something to her, I visibly relaxed. I knew he must've declined any offer or request she had made because as she moved away from him, there was a scowl plastered on her face.

I smiled brightly at this. I knew I could trust him with everything.

Standing in the balcony for some minutes, I tried to calm myself down. I could suddenly feel bile reach up my throat once again and I knew I was about to throw up, so I made my way in the room and ran in the direction of the washroom pushing past Kyra who I knew was about to use it.

I threw up whatever was left inside me and I could feel tears glistening in my eyes. I had this weird feeling inside me that this isn't good. I tried to make my appearance better by washing my face and brushing my teeth again.

Getting out, I tried my best to act normal and I was so relieved that no one asked me anything. I could see Kyra's questioning gaze upon me and I changed the topic again and again to busy them.

The day passed in a blur and now we all were getting ready for the evening.

It was time for us to go to the wedding and as I was about to step out of the room, I started feeling nauseous again. Sitting down on the couch, I tried to calm myself but it wasn't working and I was getting hyper each passing second. Finally, I couldn't control any longer as I dashed to the washroom and threw up again.

The good part was that everyone had left.

Sitting down on the floor with support of the bed, tears flowing out of my eyes, thinking about different possibilities of the problem, I sobbed out loud.

It shouldn't be what I am thinking. At all.

I have to check it now.

With shaking legs, I made my way towards my suitcase and took out the thing which I was preventing successfully since a week. I don't even know why I thought of bringing it here with me. Probably the fact that in the presence of everyone, I might get the courage, but it didn't work. With my lips quivering and hands shaking due to fear, I got back in the washroom and took the test.

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Sobbing for another two minutes, I reached over the stick holding it tightly in my hand with my eyes closed tightly. Gaining up all the courage that was left inside me, I opened my glossy eyes blinking twice for better vision.

Two lines.

Positive.

"I am pregnant." I whispered and tears started flowing uncontrollably from my eyes.

Flashback:

(If you are comfortable with reading smut, then only proceed ahead.)

I never knew that the road trip to Shimla would be like this.

Due to the thunderstorm, the police had denied us to go any further. Because of this Dhruv and I had to spend the night in a local motel. Because of the high frequency of people here, we were given just one room to manage.

I was feeling awkward would be an understatement. It has never been that we were alone in a condition like this after that time.

We had changed into a fresh pair of clothes and now we were sitting at each corner of the bed, as if we repulsed each other.

Well, ironically it's anything but that from my end atleast.

"Sarah..." I heard Dhruv's gruff whisper.

For a man with whom destiny has never been generous when it came to affection, he sure as fuck get easily addicted to the softness and confessions, soaking them up as if basking under his salvation's sunlight.

Damaged men don't change, but they do learn.

And hold on tight to what they value most.

It feels like as if he is starting to see that's all that matters in a relationship. However, my eyes are pleading. I bite on my lower lip and look at him with expectations written all over my features, begging him to let me do it on my own time and show him with actions how I feel for him.

"I- fuck I don't know how to say this but I want you."

My eyes darted towards him in a flash, pooling with emotions that I felt he could decipher.

"I didn't mean just for sex." He clarified and then continued, "I have never been in a relationship, let alone be with any girl for that matter. And it's only because I have never been able to take you off my mind nor I think I will ever be able to. You're like my salvation. The only one that could satisfy my thirst. Whether it's physical or emotional, that doesn't matter. I don't want to see anyone the way I see you nor do I want any other man to ever look at you. Please just for once tell me if you feel the same. Because if that's the case, I won't hesitate to show you and the world that you're only mine or if that isn't what you want, this will be the last time you'll ever hear from me." He ended.

I was astounded.

With the butterflies I was feeling in the pit of my stomach, I kept glancing at him with my mouth agape.

"Yes or no?" He asked again.

I couldn't form any words even now.

So I barely nodded my head.

And what sane man, let alone one soaked in sin, would refuse such an offer from the woman he claimed is the only one he ever wants.

His lips found mine in a ferocious kiss. His lips were swiping over mine in a hurry, biting every now and then so as to feel me as if I would disappear in thin air. The feeling of his lips on mine, his tongue clashing with mine made me feel something in the pit of my stomach.

"Take this off." He huskily whispered catching my tank top in his arm. As soon as his eyes landed on my topless breasts, they grew a shade darker. Following this was him removing my shorts, leaving me only in my black lingerie.

"Now take mine off." He ordered.

Fuck.

My fingers pushed away the opening of his jeans, skimming over his navel as my hot breath blows on his most sensitive part, his dick becoming rock-hard.

"Touch it." He ordered again.

I feel as if I am going to faint.

His guttural groan rocks between us when I wrap my hand around his dick, my hot palm gliding up and down his length before squeezing it, earning myself a hiss from him.

Tightening his hold on me, he momentarily zero his focus on me as he brush his finger over my plump lips.

"Sweet girl. I've taught you how to use this mouth, and you're already eager to taste me again."

My thoughts went back to the first time this happened.

When we were barely adults.

I don't know if this counts as a mistake or not. All I know is we were both each other's first and after him, I never went overboard with anyone else till date.

A whimper left my lips as I shifted a little on the bed as my nipples puckered, looking rock hard while my cheeks heat up, my shyness oddly adorable to him in this moment. "Show me what you remember, sweetheart."

A smile graces my lips before I open my lips wide and lean forward, rolling my tongue out and swiping it over his length from tip to base.

Desire flares in his veins, traveling all over his body and making him curl his toes into the carpet.

I trace my tongue back to the tip and suck on it, and the vibration sends electric shocks through him, causing him to grip my hair tighter, tipping my head back while pressing on my chin.

"Do you want to go further?"

I nod, my hand tightening around the base as I take him deeper, my wet and hot mouth enveloping him and creating powerful sensations, adding to the pleasure slowly spreading in him.

"Open wider."

I listens to his command, when he pushes farther, my tongue sliding over him while I continue to rub my palm up and down, driving him insane with each glide as my whimpers intensify, the need rocking him.

He almost pushes me on the bed, ready to fuck me.

"You are mine."

His dick grows harder and I felt a gush of juices between my thighs at the possessiveness. He is highly territorial- not that he has to worry about other man ever.

"Only yours."

"Take off your bra." He ordered, and I instantly grab the hem, throwing it over my head, leaning back on my calves as my bare breasts and taut stomach come into view, the black panties barely covering my pussy.

His dick springs to life and the mattress dips under his knee when he climbs on the bed and growl, "Lie down on your back, darling. Your man is about to eat."

My giggle rocks off the walls followed by a loud moan when he grabs my hips and pushes me backward.

His fiery hair surrounds him almost as a halo, showing in contrast my angelic qualities to his monstrous ones, yet on this bed, we are united as one.

I land on my back with a loud thud, opening my thighs wide for him as he settle between them and rips my panties away, despising anything keeping him from me.

"You are mine, Sarah." He tells me, his hands gripping my ass cheeks, making me groan as my hands lace in his hair, dragging him closer to my dripping pussy that's all puffy and pink from need.

"Yes, only yours." I arch my back, my heels digging in his back as his breath fans my pussy, his mouth watering in anticipation. "Dhruv, please." I beg, his scent twitching my nostrils and only adding to the need pumping through my blood.

Instead of following my request, he rubs his stubble over the inside of my thighs, earning himself a frustrated whimper followed by a groan when he nips on the skin before sucking on it hard, leaving red imprints behind.

"Please what, darling?"

"Love me with your mouth."

Raising my ass up, he places his mouth on my pussy, stabbing his tongue deep into me and swirling through my folds, growling at the sweet taste that hardens his dick even more if it's possible.

I cry out just in time for lightning to flash in the night and grab the nearby pillow, biting on it, trying to muffle the sound while my hips rock forward, grinding on his tongue, my hand pulling at his hair so tight I think I might bruise his scalp.

Thrusting his tongue several times, basking in my scent and taste as I moan quietly, he slowly drags it out and swipe it to the top.

Giving my pussy a gently kiss, he moves up, peppering small kisses on my stomach that dips under my mouth and then biting the underside of my breast, grinning at how my nipples pucker and more goose bumps appear on them, the rose peaks standing out and begging to be licked.

Trapping one nipple between his teeth, he scrape them over the sensitive peak before sucking it, and my legs wrap around his waist, my hips driving forward, seeking his hard-on but he pulls back a little. "Dhruv, please."

Ignoring me, he moves to the other breast, repeating his actions.

With his hands on either side of me, he rubs the tip of his dick over my entrance, up and down, as the air hitches in my throat.

Raising my mouth from my breasts, he find my vivid eyes and asks again, "What do you want, darling?" My hands skirts to his nape, my nails cutting deep and for sure leaving marks on him as I swallow hard, pulling him closer to me.

"I want you to make love to me, Dhruv." With this single request, I forever attache myself to him, to a man who knows heaven will never willingly go back to hell again.

His mouth falls on my, trapping my scream when he drive deep into me, my pussy stretching around his length, and instant heat surrounds me as we both sigh in relief before our tongues glide against each other, passionately fighting for dominance.

He pulls back and slam into me hard again, shifting us on the bed, the headboard bumping into the wall.

A blazing fire consumes us both, almost creating an illusion of being alone in this world, with our pleasure and need burning us from inside out.

And no matter how close we want to get to each other, it's not enough, as bliss hovers in the distance, whispering in our ears to chase it down fast yet agonisingly slow to prolong the inevitable.

I tip my head up, giving him better access to my mouth as his strokes become deeper, harder, making me feel his entire length in me as I moan into his mouth, my legs tightening around him and my hands gripping his hair with urgency.

Tearing my mouth away, I throw my head back, exposing my neck to him that he instantly suck on and as my breathing speeds up, I beg, "Harder, Dhruv."

My hands fall by my sides. I fist the sheets, and he grab the headboard, thrusting in deeper and harder strokes, thunder booming in the distance-fitting weather for our union.

"Dhruv. " I say, my pussy spasming around him several times, squeezing him tight until a loud scream erupts from my mouth. I breathe heavily, catching my breath, watching him intently as I feel his release sneaking up on me closer and closer.

With each slam of his hips, the pleasure washes over me in waves one after another as my entire body grows taut, and I whimper, lying still. However, it feels as if it's enough to send him over the edge.

One. Two. Three more thrusts. With a guttural groan, he spills inside me as euphoria rushes over me in zipping prickles while he welcomes me in his arms, hugging me close to him while the wind billows around us, yet our heated bodies don't even feel the cold.

Flashback over.

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Why did this happen? Couldn't I keep control over me? What am I going to tell Mom and Dad? And the most important thing, what am I going to tell Dhruv?

That 'I got pregnant with your child without us being married. Why don't we raise him together? No one would say anything right? Dad is going to love that he's going to have a grandchild. Everyone will be happy as I am fucking pregnant.'

"Why did this happen with me?" I screamed in frustration, clutching my hair tightly in my palm while sliding down on the wall of the washroom.

I sobbed for what seemed like hours. My head pounding with a massive headache, heart beating at an unexpected speed, my brain trying to come up with different situations that could take place once everyone gets to know what I have done.

With my eyes shut tightly, one of my hand was on my forehead while other on my bare stomach which is still flat. But I don't know for how long. I could only wonder how badly it'll affect both of the families.

"Sarah." I heard someone whisper and my eyes shot open.

There on the wooden door of the bathroom, was standing my boyfriend, my unborn child's father, my Dhruv.

"What are you doing here? Are you okay?" He questioned, coming directly in front of me, bending at my level.

"No, I am okay. Just a stomach bug." I replied trying to smile, but failing miserably as tears were still flowing out of my eyes.

"You know you're bad at lying right. Just tell me what's the matter." He softly said, sitting beside me.

"It's true. Also the fact that Kyra's leaving me isn't suiting." I said chuckling lightly.

"Well, in the way she's getting another Sarah in the form of Ahaan, you'll get another Kyra in the form this handsome hunk." He said pointing to himself.

"You're an idiot." I said chuckling.

"Your idiot." He replied, hugging me and I hugged him back taking all the love, affection and care I could get this point.

"Come on, we need to get down the venue." He said pulling apart.

I nodded and stood up from the ground with his support and dusted off my clothes and hair.

"Sarah, what is this?" I heard Dhruv's clipped tone.

My eyes widened as I noticed he had the pregnancy stick which was kept on the counter and was looking at me directly in the eyes with an emotion that I found close to rage. I cursed myself internally for doing such a mistake.

"I-it's nothing. I -I don't know why it's here." I stammered.

"And you think I'll believe you?" He asked in a dangerously low tone.

I lowered down my gaze with tears flowing again from my eyes.

"Is this test yours?" He asked, lifting my chin up.

"I-" I stammered again.

"Answer me Sarah. Now." He said in an authoritative tone.

"Yes." I whispered and more tears flowed out of my eyes.

"It means you're, you're-" He was breathing heavily by now.

"I am pregnant." I completed for him.

"But we used protection right?" He murmured.

"They aren't 100% effective everytime." I whispered, wiping my tears.

"Don't worry. I'll come with a solution sooner or later. I can just leave everything from here and start a new life with this baby. You won't have any problem. I won't disappoint anyone anymore. It's my mistake and now I am definitely going to come up with a solution." I rambled pacing in the room.

"I dare you to say that again Sarah." He roared.

"What am I suppose to do then?" I whispered slumping down on the floor.

"Are you being serious right now? And why the hell are you sitting on the ground? It could cause trouble to our baby." He said and picked me up in a swift motion.

Our baby.

"I am sorry Dhruv. I don't know how this happened." I whispered clutching onto him.

"What are you saying Sarah? This is nowhere your fault. It was both of us who did it and was bound to happen anyhow. If not now, then maybe a couple of years later." He murmured pulling me onto his lap.

"What are we going to do?" I questioned with quivering lips.

"This baby will step into this world whenever it is supposed to. It will get all the love it deserves from his/her Mom and Dad that is you and me. I am not going to leave you. Never." He said in a determined tone.

"But what about Dad?" I asked.

"You remember when I said 'What if I am your father's choice?" He asked.

I nodded my head lightly, remembering what happened during haldi.

"Why did you think your Dad denied to all the proposal that were ready on the doorstep for you?" He questioned with a smirk.

"Was it you?" I asked with wide eyes.

"Yes. I told him everything. It took me a lot of time and efforts to convince him but at the end what mattered to him was your happiness." He replied nodding his head.

"He agreed?" I questioned just to hear it again.

"Yes he did. He agreed to get both of us married." He nodded.

"What about my baby?" I questioned.

"Our baby." He corrected kissing my palm.

I smiled softly hearing this from him.

"Not going to lie, this will cause us trouble. They never expected us to have a child this soon that too without a marriage so they'll be disappointed. But we are going to tell them as soon as we are ready. The good thing is we are together, so it won't affect much." He said.

"Thank you so much for doing this." I whispered while burying my face in his chest.

"It's my responsibility Sarah. You don't need to thank me." He said in a soft voice.

I looked at him through my lashes and without wasting any second he placed his lips on mine. I could feel both of us pouring our hearts out in the kiss. The way he was moulding his lips with mine, biting them softly, I let out a small moan. His hand was softly grazing my stomach and I knew he wanted to know his child that his father is here.

"When are you planning to tell me that you wrote my name on your mehndi?" He asked pulling apart with a smirk.

"You- But how-" I stammered.

"I found it the very next moment when you showed me your hands. I know you would never miss the chance." He replied and I let out a whine.

"I was so scared with the thought of pregnancy that I didn't know what I was saying or doing. From the past ten days, I couldn't even think properly about anything else." I blurted with a sigh.

"You don't have to worry anymore. You both are my responsibility now and remember that I love you. Always will." He said with a smile.

"I love you too." I replied and hugged him tightly.

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Finally Dhruv and Sarah's scenes😼

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