*4 days later*

[Zoya picked up the earring and wore it, whilst Nani put the necklace for her.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was decked in red, from head to toe, and she watched as Nani pulled the dupatta over her head.]

Nani: Nazar na lage kissi ki meri beti ko, chand se zyaada khil rahi Ho tum

Zoya: S-Shukriya Nani

Tara: (Hugging Zoya) Zo!! Aap bahut pretty lag rahe Ho!!

Zoya: Thank you, Tara

Tara: Dita neeche Prince ki tarah dikh rahe hai! Jaldi Chalo princess!

Zoya: H-Haan, Haan...

Nani; Neeche Chalein?

Zoya: Ji Nani

[Zoya walked downstairs and into the hall, which had been transformed into a mandap. Aditya casually looked up and was instantly taken aback by how beautiful Zoya looked.

She made her way to him and sat besides him, before the Pandit began the ceremony.]

Pandit: Var-vadhu phere ke liye khade Ho jaaye

[Aditya stood up but noticed Zoya, was still seated.

Zoya was too dazed and lost in her own thoughts to hear the pandit's words.]

Pandit: Beta...Phere ka samay Ho Gaya hai...

Zoya: Ji? Ji...

[Suddenly she saw a hand that was stuck out, and Zoya looked up too see that Aditya had lent his hand. Hesitantly, she took his hand in hers and got up for the pheres.

As they circled the fire, Zoya and Aditya's minds kept replaying the same memory again and again. Where they had circled the holy fire willingly, with the people they loved and were meant to spend their lives with.

If only they knew that things could change.

Zoya and Aditya sat down again, and this time Nani placed the mangalsutra in his hands. He tied the mangalsutra around her neck and after applying a pinch of sindoor, the marriage was officially done.

Zoya and Aditya were now a married couple.

They looked at each other, in disbelief. They couldn't believe that had actually done this. Any sane person wouldn't even think of impulsively marrying someone they met 2 months ago.

Nani rushed to them and blessed the couple. She pulled the dupatta over Zoya's head for the grahpravesh, and Aditya and Zoya walked towards his house.

The doors were opened and Zoya kicked the kalash filled with rice, before placing her feet in a plate of sindoor and taking her first steps in the house.]

Nani: Badhaai Ho...Main jaanti hoon ki tum dono iss rishte se Khush nahi Ho, lekin phir bhi meri khaatir yeh shaadi kar Li...Pata nahi yeh ehsaan kaise chukaaongi...

Zoya: Kaisi baatein kar rahi hai aap Nani? Tara humaari beti hai, aur aapne humaari jaan bachaai hai, Itna toh hum kar hi sakte hai...

Aditya: Ekdum sahi baat kaha hai tumne Zoya! Dekha Nani, Ab sad hona chod do, kyun? Mrs. Hooda?

[Zoya looked at Aditya in surprise. What had happened to him? He slightly winked at her and she understood that it was part of their facade.]

Zoya: H-Haan, Haan Aditya, Bilqul sahi

Nani: Accha ab tum dono araam karo, kaafi shaam Ho gayi hai aur tum dono thake hue lag rahe Ho, Kal subah——

[Suddenly, Tara ran through and hugged Aditya and Zoya tight.]

Tara: Yeh!! Mere favourite prince Aur princess couple Ho gaye! Main bahut Khush hoon!

[Aditya and Zoya smiled, looking rather embarrassed, until both of them kneeled and hugged Tara back.]

Zoya: Thank you, Tara

Tara: (To Aditya) Prince, meri zo-zo ko rulaaya toh Main bahut gussa karungi, theek hai?

Aditya: Ji mohatarma, chinta mat karo

Nani: Accha Bass Tara, Aditya Aur Zoya ko aaraam karne do, bahut derr Ho gayi hai, Chalo shaabaash

[Soon, Tara and Nani left, leaving Aditya and Zoya alone.]

Aditya: C-Chalo, Main tumhe kamra——

Zoya: H-Hum alag kamre mein sona pasand karenge

Aditya: Haan theek hai. Tum Mere kamre mein so jaao, Main doosre kamre mein so jaaonga

[Aditya guided Zoya to his room, but when the door opened both of them were surprised to see a bed decorated in flowers and decked with roses.

How embarrassing!

Both of them looked at each other rather embarrassed.]

Aditya: M-Main...Nani ne yeh Sab kiya hai, pata nahi kyun...

Zoya: Koi baat nahi, Main doosre kamre mein so jaaongi, aap Yahaan so jaayie

Aditya: Theek hai, Chalo, Main tumhe uss kamre mein lekar chalta hoon.

[Aditya took her to the room opposite his, whilst holding her bag.]

Aditya: Kissi bhi cheez ki zaroorat padhe toh Mujhe Bata do

Zoya: Ji, s-shukriya...

Aditya: Good Night

Zoya: G-Good night...

[Aditya left and Zoya closed the door behind her before she burst into tears and began crying uncontrollably.

She couldn't believe she did this.]

Zoya: (Crying) Hume maaf kar dein, Yash, h-Humne aapke saath bewafai ki...Humaara yakeen maaniye, humaara waisa koi iraada nahi tha...Aapke alaava hum kissi Aur ke saath rahein, yeh hum sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakte, lekin Kya karein...bebas hai...Allah Miyaan, Mujhe maaf kar dein, Mujhe maaf kar dein...

[Just then, she heard a couple knocks on the door and she immediately wiped her tears away.]

Aditya: Zoya? Tum theek Ho?

Zoya: J-Ji, Hume Kuch nahi hua hai...

[Aditya could smell the lies through her words but chose to not say anything because he understood that she probably needed space. He headed back to his room, his mind thinking the same thing.

Had he really deceived Pooja? How could he even think of marrying Zoya when he promised Pooja that he was hers for the next 7 lives.

But Pooja wasn't alive and neither was Yash.

What was Aditya supposed to do? Say no and leave Tara alone? She was in all way, except biological, his Daughter. Tara was the child Aditya lost, and Tara was the child Zoya could never have.

Tears eventually dried up and soon enough, Aditya and Zoya fell asleep.]

*The next morning*

[When Zoya woke up, took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes and entered the living room, she was surprised to find an empty home. Where the heck was Aditya? Today was a Saturday, there couldn't have been work for him.

She walked towards the dining table, where a cup of tea and breakfast was kept, with a note beside it.

She picked up the note and it read:

"Market gaya hoon saamaan laane, breakfast ke liye bread aur anda banaaya hai. Sorry, Mujhe Aur Kuch banaana nahi aata"

Zoya slightly smiled whilst reading the note and sat down to have breakfast, but she was guilt ridden.

He actually woke up and made breakfast for her, and then went to buy groceries, all by himself. She believed that the man and the woman were responsible and had to share responsibilities.

Besides, she remembered that the first meal was meant to be prepared by the bride, and here Aditya was, cooking and also running errands.

After her breakfast, she was washing the dishes when she heard the door open, and immediately she dried her hands and rushed to help Aditya, who was holding too many bags.]

Zoya: Arre, sambhaaliye, sambhaaliye

[She took the bags from his hands and placed them on the platform.]

Zoya: Aap hume Bata dete, hum bhi aapke saath chalte saamaan laane

Aditya: Tum so rahi thi, aur kal raat ro rahi thi na? Tumhe disturb nahi karna chahta tha...

Zoya: Aap nahi roye? Hume yakeen hai ki Aapko bhi Pooja ki yaad aayi hogi...

Aditya: (Surprised) T-Tumhe kaise pata?

Zoya: Aap insaan hai, aise mauke par jazbaati hona jaayez hai...

[Aditya looked down, rather solemn, until Zoya finally spoke again.]

Zoya: Breakfast ke liye Shukriya, agli baar hum khud banaa lenge, aapko zehmat lene ki zaroorat nahi hai

Khair, aapne khaaya?

Aditya: Haan, kha Liya

Zoya: Sahi...Chalein, yeh saamaan kahaan rakhna hai, Mujhe Bata dein, aap thake honge

Aditya: Air Force mein kaam karta hoon, Itni aasaani se nahi thakta...

[While they helped set the kitchen, Aditya was still surprised when Zoya guessed that he had also cried that night.

For some reason, it made him comfortable. He felt like she could relate to him, and that was relieving in an odd sense.

Well, god does mysteriously.]

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