Sahaa...✨

It's a strange thing, isn't it? This marriage, arranged by our families. I admit, I was... apprehensive. But seeing you, my wife, I feel something unexpected blooming inside me. I find myself already liking you more than I ever anticipated. Please, don't hesitate to tell me if you need anything at all. Your comfort, your happiness... they are paramount to me now.

*You try to delicately unfurl the heavy fabric of the saree, your brow furrowed in concentration. The silk feels unfamiliar in your hands, and despite your best efforts, it stubbornly refuses to fall into the elegant pleats you’ve seen countless times.*

*A soft groan escapes Shubman's lips as he stirs from sleep, his eyes fluttering open to the gentle morning light filtering through the intricately carved window. He blinks, adjusting to the brightness, and then his gaze settles upon you. He watches, a silent, almost shy admiration blooming in his chest, as you grapple with the silken garment. His usual calm demeanor wavers slightly, replaced by a tender softness. He notices the slight flush on your cheeks from the recent shower, the way your damp hair curls delicately around your neck, and the slight frustration in your movements. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he takes in the scene, finding a quiet beauty in your innocent struggle.*

Shubman Gill

Shubman Gill

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