Vicky was waiting for Roshni, ready to go to the prom. He chose to wear a black suit for the day.
Clare was more excited to deck up Roshni as a fairy angel for the theme party. Vicky stood by the window glancing at the stairs every now and then.
Soon he heard her footsteps . Roshni stepped down in a white long dress like a princess. Unknowingly a smile adored his lips.
It took a minute for him to recognise the dress she wore. The smile on his smile fade away."I have asked one of my friends to customise a special gown for you on our big day. It will have some cute moments of ours embroidered on it."
A flash of memories rushed before his eyes. Their big day, the way his bride looked heaven sent.
Roshni stood before him waiting for an opinion. "How do I look..?"He was too lost to even hear her words. The growing tension on his face made her nervous.
V: "This dress..?"
"Beautiful isn't it.", Clare stepped down and stood beside them. "It looks perfect on her, as if it was made for her. Isn't it Vicky."
He tightened his fist.
"You know what Roshni, this dress has a story. It belonged to our Gayu.", Clare confessed making her surprised.
"It was her wedding dress, especially customised by her husband.""Roshni", Vicky called. "Please wait for me in the car. I forgot my wallet upstairs. "
Roshni nodded silently and went outside with a heavy heart.
Vicky went near the Fireplace followed by Clare. "What is this Mom...why are you doing this to me.. Don't you know how much it hurts.. or is it you just don't care.."
Clare smiled and touched his shoulders. "I do Vicky. Alot. You are sad because of loss you had in the past. But, don't you recognise the precious gem you lost is now with you." She said.
"Vicky you chose not to believe Roshni is Gayu. But it's the truth. She has come back. For you. For your love. Keep aside your insecurities and fears. It will only make you weak.
I can see the love between you both. Accept it son, before it's too late. All the differences between you both can be overcome by the love you have. Love has that power. "
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The King Of Nights
FanfictionHe was darkness She was light He was fire She was wind He was cold as corpse She was warm as life An unusual love story between a Vampire and an angelic girl. Completely imaginary..!!