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Wedding Night December 2014, India She was removing her big nose rings from her delicate hand with beautiful henna on it while looking on the man in the bedside who was unbuttoning his sherwani. Her long red silk lehenga was swaying on the floor with all its majesty. She went to washroom and looked at her bridal get up for one last time while her tear and water droplets rolled down her cheeks together. "Are we ready?" She asked in a low and gentle voice after changing into her casual outfit with tears hidden. "Almost" He said swapping his hands after closing the chain of his black suitcase. Hayati and Shayleen left the hotel room together. "Good Bye... Take care" She said desperately hugging him tightly for the last time with all her spirit. A tear rolled down her eye and fall on Shayleen's shoulder making him hug her even tighter. He pulled her head away pressed his lips against with dominating force. She tip toed and and kissed him back almost bitten his lips. Her waist long hair was kept loose dancing in the sky. Under the dazzling moonlight he could see the long eyelashes up close where her tears were sparkling like pearls. "Go before I change my mind" He gently removed his lips away and took his hands back from her waist. She let her arm loose which was hugging him tightly as it was leaving the most precious thing. She turned back immediately and left running and wiping hard tears away. Shayleen stood there without moving an inch, watching her silhouette disappear. She boarded her cab and left without turning back. May be she was afraid if she stood a second more she would start regretting her decision. ... But it was decided. She had prepared herself for this day a long ago. Her ambition was in front of her. The man stood there still opposing the wind, he was wearing golden-framed glasses and his slim-fitting black tuxedo emphasised his broad shoulders and slender waist. His muscles were well built emitting an aura like of king of frost. Before getting into his car the black haired man looked down at his ring and slowly said. "We will meet again."

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