1 Chapter 1

" Rahul Stop! I am coming please wait for me." I was running as fast as I can to reach him, to get a hold of my love. He was standing far away back facing me. At last, I reached him. I hugged him tightly from behind.

" I have got you. I love you, Rahul." I said panting embracing him.

I was so happy. But one second what's wrong with his height? Is he still growing at the age of 26!!

" Rahul now look at me. Don't be more angry with me. Please say something."

He turned towards me. " I love you too". I looked upward.

"WHO ARE YOU?" I woke up. I was sweating totally though the atmosphere is not that hot.

Oh God! It was a dream. I checked the time at 6:00 am. Oh no! It was a morning dream and they say morning dream often comes out to be true.

The face was not clearly visible. But he was definitely not my Rahul. He was taller than Rahul and maybe handsome too. Then who he can be? Why did he say he loves me?

I tapped my head. What the hell I am thinking? It was just a dream. For the last 2-3 days Rahul was behaving weirdly. It felt like he was trying to avoid me. He talked less to me. He was not picking up my calls. Seems like he was not the same Rahul who forget about time while talking to me. We can chat for hours without getting bored. And why not he is my best friend. I love him so much. The same goes for him, right? Then why he was behaving so strangely? Ananya! Maybe he was tired and stressed after doing all the arrangements. And the dream was just the result of his weird behavior. Ufff! I might be overthinking.

Knock knock. "Anu beta wake up. It's already 6:10. We have a lot to do. I hope I don't have to remember you about what is today"

" Coming dadi." I opened the door. She entered my room. " Anu what happened beta? Why are you sweating? Are you alright?" She asked me worriedly.

" No Dadi I am absolutely fine. It was just I am feeling hot. Don't worry. Ok just wait for 5 minutes. I am coming from the washroom."

I hurriedly went to the washroom. I got ready and came out.

I saw a red jewelry box in her hand.

"Anu come sit here. I wanna show you something."

I sat beside her comfortably. She opened the box.

" Anu I think you have recognized this necklace"

" Yes, it's mom's."

" It's your mother's wedding necklace. I want you to wear it for today's function. You will look great."

" Thanks, dadi"

"Ok, now you eat something. I have to go to the villa and look whether all the arrangements are going right or not. Oh God, I don't how I'll do all these."

I hold her hand and made her sit on the bed.

"My dear dadi don't take this much pressure on you. I have already checked everything yesterday. The arrangements are perfect. Moreover, Rahul and his family are also looking after it. So everything will be alright. You just relax. Have you done your breakfast?"

I got my answer seeing her bored face.

" Ok, first we shall do our breakfast and then go to the villa together."

" Accha meri ma I am preparing the breakfast. You come ok." She hurried to the dining room.

I looked at the necklace held in my hand. I took it and wear it in front of the mirror. It is a golden necklace with beautiful flower work on it not so heavy or not so simple looking perfect on me. I don't like wearing jewelry that much but I like this on to its sober design and it's so close to my heart as it's my mom's necklace. I wonder if Rahul will like me wearing it. Suddenly the morning dream played on my mind I got anxious. I don't know but it seems like something bad gonna happen. Dreaming about someone else instead of my fiance that to the night before my engagement can easily give me a panic attack. Yes, today is my engagement.

Arjun p.o.v

I came out of the airport. After long 6 years finally I am home. I really missed my home, and my friends and the person I missed most is my dad. And there he was waiting for me with a huge smile on his face with his private car.

"Welcome my son"

"Hi, Dad! I missed you"

"I missed you too beta. I really missed our father-son moments. I missed my badminton partner. I felt so lonely without you, my son."

"Don't worry Dad. Now I am back. I will make up for everything."

" Ok my son, now get in the car."

I got in the passenger seat and Dad in the driver seat.

"So, you found any beautiful girl for you? Don't tell me I have to search for my daughter-in-law myself."

"Come on Dad. I have just returned and you have started already."

"Ok ok. I'm sorry. But you stayed there for long five years. Didn't you like anyone? One second please don't tell me that my dear son is a virgin till now"

I glared at him.

"Ok, I know you won't stop until I tell you. Yeah, there were some girls I was seeing."

"Then?" He asked excitedly making big eyes.

"Then what?"

"Who is the latest one or the present one? Is she Indian or..."

"NONE." I cut him.

"All of them were so boring, clingy. They were more suitable for just a one-night stand rather than becoming my girlfriend."

"Hmm! So who's the suitable one for you?"

"I don't know. Maybe I would know when I'll meet her."

He laughed.

"You are talking like those fairy tales where the imprisoned princess waits for her lucky prince charming to come and rescue her, then finally they meet and get married and lived happily ever after. But the problem is you can't be the beautiful princess."

'Maybe I am the handsome prince."

"Hmm. But still, there is a problem. You are not prisoned. Then there is nothing about rescuing you or like that.

"Who told you that I am not prisoned?"

He raised his brow." Really? So who is the capturer? From which invisible thing your dream girl is going to save you!!"

"From You," I answered him mischievously.

"So am I capturing you?" He asked with a worried face. Now he is serious. Oh, just a second ago he was in a friendly mood. But I know now he is in his fatherly mood.

"Yes, Dad. You know you have captured me with your love, and care since my childhood. And I am too greedy to be free from that. I want to be captured by that my whole life. No princess, dream girl, beauty queen, etc, etc What you say can ever make me free from this bond you know. I know we have different thought types. Maybe in some matter, we are the same but I love you, Dad. You are my best friend."

"Ok ok, now you are making me emotional."

"Oh really!! You were already." I said annoyingly.

"But doesn't this fairy tale story look so boring, old aged! I mean like really? The most eligible bachelor of the country, son of great Mr. Dinesh Raj Singhania who had a minimum of 4-5 girlfriends roaming around him and till now girls drool over him is still roaming single, waiting for his the one DREAM GIRL."

"We are not the same dad."