Chapter 1: The Crashed Wedding
📍 Location: Pune, Maharashtra – Grand Wedding Hall
💃 Bride’s Dressing Room – Moments Before the Wedding
Saanvi Joshi
(Typing… to her best friend, Riya)
➤ “I can’t believe this is happening. I feel… uneasy.”
Riya (FL Best Friend)
(Typing…)
➤ “Cold feet? Girl, it’s normal. You love Aditya, right?”
Saanvi Joshi
“Yes… but something feels off. Like I’m making a mistake.”
Riya (FL Best Friend)
“Stop overthinking. You look gorgeous in that red Nauvari saree! Go marry your lawyer prince.” 😍
Saanvi Joshi
(Typing… but deletes the message)
💭 (Why do I feel like someone is watching me?)
💥 Suddenly, loud murmurs echo from the wedding hall.
📍 Flashback – Five Years Ago
🎓 Mumbai University Campus – Evening
👀 Saanvi (Looking across the library at a tall, intense-looking guy, heart racing)
💭 (Aarav Rathore. The guy every girl in college wants… but the one who never looks at anyone.)
📚 Aarav (Sitting alone, flipping through a book, unaware of her stare)
Riya (FL Best Friend)
(Teasing, nudging Saanvi)
➤ “Just go talk to him already. You’ve been crushing on him for two years.”
Saanvi Joshi
“I don’t even think he knows I exist.”😅
Suddenly, Aarav’s eyes lift. Directly meeting hers.
🖤 Aarav (Expression unreadable, but gaze sharp and focused on her)
💔 Saanvi’s breath catches. Their eyes lock. A moment frozen in time.
🎭 Flash forward – A Few Months Later
🎆 College Festival – Rooftop Scene
Saanvi Joshi
(Nervous, holding a letter in her trembling hands, standing in front of Aarav)
➤ “I… I love you.”
Aarav Rathore
(Looking at her, emotion unreadable, voice cold as ice)
➤ “No, you don’t.”
Saanvi Joshi
(Heart dropping, confused)
➤ “I… What?”
Aarav Rathore
(Smirks slightly, stepping closer, voice dangerously soft)
➤ “You think love is about feeling butterflies? About some silly crush? Love is a game, Saanvi. And I don’t play games.”
Saanvi Joshi
“You’re lying. I see the way you look at me.”😡
Aarav Rathore
“You see what I allow you to see, Maharani.”
Saanvi Joshi
(Fuming, tears threatening to spill)
➤ “Then I hate you.”
Aarav Rathore
“Good. Hate me, love me—it’s all the same. Either way… you’ll never forget me.”😏
Saanvi (Turns, running away, vowing to never look back at him again.)
💥 Flashback Ends – Present Day
👰 Saanvi (Shaking her head, gripping her wedding dress tightly, whispering to herself)
Saanvi Joshi
“I did forget you, Aarav. And I’m happy now.”
Suddenly, loud murmurs echo from the wedding hall.
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📍 Wedding Stage – Baraat Arrives
🎺 Band Baja plays loudly as Aditya enters, grinning.
💂♂️ Guards at the entrance stiffen as a group of tall, intimidating men dressed in royal Rajasthani attire step in, leading a powerful figure in an embroidered sherwani and a regal turban.
🕶 Man in the Center (Aarav Rathore) – Smirking
Aarav Rathore
“Stop this wedding. Now.”
The entire hall turns silent.
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“Who the hell do you think you are, barging into my daughter’s wedding!?”
Aarav Rathore
“I am Aarav Rathore. And I am here to claim what’s mine.”
Gasps spread across the hall as Saanvi’s hands tremble.
Saanvi Joshi
“H-He came back?”😨
Aditya Deshmukh (FL EX fiance)
“What is the meaning of this? This is my wedding.”😬
Aarav Rathore
Yours? Are you sure, Aditya?”
Aarav snaps his fingers—his bodyguard hands him a tablet.
🎥 A Video Plays on the Big Screen
🔴 CCTV Footage: Aditya seen in a hotel room… kissing another woman. Time stamp? Just last night.
💥 The crowd erupts in whispers. Shock. Judgment.
Saanvi Joshi
“W-What is this…?”😰
Sunanda Joshi (FL Mother)
“Vishwas, tell me this is fake!”
Vishwasrao Joshi (FL Father)
“Tell me this is a lie, Aditya!”😠
Aditya Deshmukh (FL EX fiance)
“It’s not what it looks like! Saanvi, I love you! This man is trying to ruin us!”😰
Aarav Rathore
“Loving someone… and using them… are two different things.”
Saanvi’s body stiffens as Aarav suddenly turns to her.
Aarav Rathore
“You deserve better, Saanvi.”
Saanvi Joshi
“Then why are you here? Why do you care?”
Aarav Rathore
“Because you’re mine.”
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