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Parth's eyes slowly fluttered open, and he was met with the warm, gentle weight of Krishnaa's head on his shoulder. He felt a jolt of surprise, realizing that they must have dozed off while watching the movie. As he looked down at Krishnaa, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at how naturally she fit into his side. Her body was curled up against his, her legs tangled with his, and her arm draped across his chest. It was as if they had been sleeping together for years, not just a few hours.

As Parth gazed at Krishnaa, he felt a sense of admiration for this beautiful, kind-hearted girl who had somehow managed to slip into his life and capture his heart. He marveled at the gentle curve of her lips, the soft flush of her cheeks, and the quiet rise and fall of her chest. Her hair was spread out across his shoulder, a tangled mess of dark brown locks that seemed to shimmer in the dim light of the room. Parth felt a pang of desire as he looked at her, a desire to hold her close, to protect her, to love her with every fiber of his being.

As he gazed at Krishnaa, Parth's mind began to wander back to his past, to the memories of Ayesha that he had thought were still so vivid. But as he tried to recall her face, her smile, her laughter, he realized that the images were fuzzy, distant. He couldn't quite remember the way she used to make him feel, the way she used to smell, the way she used to taste. It was as if Ayesha had been erased from his memory, replaced by the gentle, loving presence of Krishnaa. Parth felt a sense of wonder at this realization, at the way his heart had seemingly moved on without him even noticing.

Parth's thoughts were filled with a mix of emotions as he realized that he hadn't thought about Ayesha in a long time. He hadn't missed her, hadn't wondered what she was doing, hadn't even thought about the memories they had shared. It was as if she had never been a part of his life, as if their relationship had been just a distant dream. Parth felt a pang of guilt at this realization, wondering if he had been unfair to Ayesha, if he had led her on, if he had hurt her. But as he looked at Krishnaa, he knew that he had made the right choice, that he had found the person he was meant to be with.

As Parth gazed at Krishnaa, he felt a sense of gratitude and affection for this girl who had somehow managed to heal his broken heart. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he drifted off to sleep, feeling a sense of peace and contentment that he hadn't felt in a long, long time. The world outside their room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little bubble of love and happiness. Parth knew that he had found his soulmate in Krishnaa, and he was determined to hold onto her, to love her, to cherish her, for the rest of his life.

As Parth lay there, holding Krishnaa close, he couldn't help but think about his past feelings for Ayesha. He realized that what he had felt for her was not love, but infatuation. He had been swept up in the excitement of a new relationship, and he had mistaken that excitement for deeper emotions. But now, as he looked back on those feelings, he saw them for what they were - a fleeting attraction, a momentary obsession. He remembered the way he used to think about Ayesha all the time, the way he used to wonder what she was doing, the way he used to feel a pang of jealousy when she talked to other guys. But now, as he looked at Krishnaa, he saw that those feelings had been superficial, that they had been based on physical attraction and surface-level connections.

Parth's thoughts were interrupted by the memory of his recent encounter with Ayesha. He had run into her a few days ago, and he had been surprised to find that she was avoiding him. She had been distant and cold, and Parth had been taken aback by her behavior. But as he thought about it now, he realized that her rejection hadn't hurt him. He hadn't felt the pain and sadness that he would have expected to feel. Instead, he had felt a sense of indifference, a sense of detachment. He had wondered why he wasn't feeling more, why he wasn't feeling the same level of emotional pain that he had felt in the past. But now, as he looked at Krishnaa, he saw that it was because his heart had already moved on. He had already found someone who truly cared for him, someone who truly loved him for who he was.

This realization was a revelation to Parth. He saw that his feelings for Ayesha had been superficial, that they had been based on physical attraction and surface-level connections. He saw that he had been blinded by his infatuation, that he had mistaken it for something deeper and more meaningful. But now, as he looked at Krishnaa, he saw that his feelings for her were different. They were deeper, richer, and more complex. They were based on a connection that went beyond physical attraction, a connection that was rooted in shared values, shared laughter, and shared moments of vulnerability. Parth felt grateful for this realization, grateful for the opportunity to see his past feelings for what they were. He felt grateful for Krishnaa, for her love, her care, and her presence in his life.

As Parth drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of Krishnaa's presence, he knew that he had finally found what he had been searching for. He had found a love that was real, a love that was deep, and a love that was true. He knew that he would never let it go, that he would cherish and nurture it for the rest of his life. Parth felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over him, a sense of knowing that he was exactly where he was meant to be. He wrapped his arms around Krishnaa, holding her close as he drifted off to sleep, feeling grateful for this love, this life, and this moment of perfect happiness.

As Parth's mind wandered, memories of Krishnaa's unwavering support and care for his family flashed before him. He remembered the countless times she had been there for them, standing alongside them through thick and thin. She had been a rock for his family, always ready to lend a listening ear or a helping hand. And yet, despite her strong exterior, Parth knew that Krishnaa had a soft spot for his family, and for him. She had always been there for him, even when he didn't deserve it. He recalled the way she would always be the first to offer help, the way she would always be there to lend a shoulder to cry on. She had been a constant presence in his life, a reassuring presence that had always made him feel safe and loved.

Parth's thoughts were filled with regret as he remembered the way he had hurt Krishnaa in the past. He had introduced Ayesha as his wife to the world, without even considering Krishnaa's feelings. He had been so blinded by his infatuation with Ayesha that he hadn't even noticed the pain he was causing Krishnaa. And yet, despite all this, Krishnaa had continued to care for his family, to support them and be there for them whenever they needed her. Parth remembered the way Krishnaa had always been there for his family, even when he wasn't around. She had been a source of comfort and strength for them, a reminder that they were not alone. And Parth had repaid her kindness by hurting her, by introducing another woman as his wife.

Parth's mind also wandered to Ayesha, and how she had never really supported him or his family. She had always been distant, never really making an effort to connect with them. His brother, sister-in-law, and even his father had never really been fond of Ayesha, and Parth had always known that. But only Nivedita had seen through Ayesha's facade, had seen the real her. And yet, despite all this, Parth had still chosen to pursue a relationship with Ayesha, hurting Krishnaa in the process. He remembered the way Ayesha would always prioritize her own needs and desires over those of his family. She had never been willing to make sacrifices for them, to put their needs before her own. And Parth had been so blinded by his love for her that he hadn't even noticed.

As Parth lay there, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of Krishnaa's presence, he knew that he had been given a second chance. He had been given the opportunity to make things right, to apologize for his past mistakes and to start anew. And he was determined to seize that opportunity, to make amends for his past hurts and to build a future with the one person who had always truly cared for him. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, that he would have to work hard to regain Krishnaa's trust and respect. But he was willing to do whatever it took, to prove to Krishnaa that he was committed to their relationship and to their future together.

As Parth's mind wandered, he couldn't help but think about the incident that had changed everything between him and Krishnaa. It was the day they had agreed to be friends, to put their past differences aside and start anew. Parth remembered the way Krishnaa had smiled at him, the way her eyes had sparkled with warmth and friendship. He had felt a sense of relief and happiness in that moment, knowing that he had Krishnaa back in his life, even if it was just as friends. He recalled the way they had laughed together, the way they had joked and teased each other. It had been like no time had passed at all, like they had just picked up where they had left off. And yet, as Parth looked back on that moment, he realized that his feelings for Krishnaa had been simmering just below the surface. He had been drawn to her, even then, but he hadn't been willing to admit it to himself.

But now, as Parth lay there, he couldn't help but feel that his feelings for Krishnaa had evolved. She was no longer just his friend, but someone he cared deeply about. He didn't know what she thought of him, or if she felt the same way, but he couldn't deny the way he felt. He wanted to be with her, to spend more time with her, to explore the depths of their connection. He wanted to know everything about her, to learn what made her tick, to understand what she loved and what she hated. He wanted to be her rock, her confidant, her partner in every sense of the word. But he was hesitant to take things too fast, fearing that he might scare her away. His past experiences with Ayesha had left him wary, and he didn't want to make the same mistakes again.

Parth's thoughts were also consumed by the state of his relationship with Ayesha. He knew that it was on the verge of breaking, that the cracks were beginning to show. He had been feeling increasingly distant from her, increasingly disconnected. He didn't know how to bridge the gap between them, or if he even wanted to. All he knew was that he couldn't keep pretending that everything was fine, that their relationship was still strong. He needed to be honest with himself, and with Ayesha, about how he truly felt. He needed to confront the reality of their relationship, and to figure out what he wanted to do next. It wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to be honest with himself, and with those around him.

As Parth lay there, surrounded by the quiet of the night, he knew that he had a lot to think about. He had to navigate the complexities of his feelings for Krishnaa, while also confronting the reality of his relationship with Ayesha. It was a daunting task, but he was determined to face it head-on. He was determined to be honest with himself, and with those around him, no matter how difficult it might be. He was determined to follow his heart, and to see where it would lead him. And as he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel a sense of hope and excitement for what the future might hold.