EPILOGUE

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Sky was wearing colour of admiring orange since it was the time of sun set

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Sky was wearing colour of admiring orange since it was the time of sun set. Birds were complimenting that colour with their cheerful voices. The sun rays were mildly touching the mesmerising surface of sea and a pair of eyes which was observing everything, minutely.

The owner of those eyes were none other than Avyudaya.

Slow breeze was sliding her hairs onto her face. She rose her hand to settle those which made her bangles jingled. She roamed her fingers carefully on her forehead not disturbing the most beautiful art of her life which had acquired its place on her forehead, and that was her vermilion.

Yes, she got married, and that too to her prince charming Arjun.

After marriage they came on a cruise trip to relive their memories of being lovers.

Avyudaya's attention travelled back to past only to meet all those effort Arjun had done to win her hand from her parents. As expected her parents weren't agreed to marry her off to a celebrity who had such a high status, and most importantly, in whose life many girls had come even though they had only professional relationship with him.

Arjun had bade farewell to the world of glamour, but that wasn't enough to satisfy Avyudaya's parents. Arjun had assured them to be a common man for his love.

Arjun had set up an online business of fashion regarding stuff which had gained success in no time. For Avyudaya, Arjun had lived the life of a common man, and had rose up from that level again.

Proving himself, Arjun extended his hand to handle the business of his dad.

In one year everything had settled, and the duo got happily married to each other.

A wide smile crept on Avyudaya's lips remembering the past. That smile couldn't last on her lips as some words rang in her ears.

Obviously, those words belonged to Arjun. He used to deny her from hugging him and touching him to pick up a banter with her which was his favourite time pass. That day even the same incident got repeated. He had started a banter, and as usual she left him behind being emotional over his words.

It was a peculiar fact about Avyudaya that she became emotional during banter. Arjun loved that fact which used to give him new excuses to enjoy her tantrums and demands.

Evening had wrapped the surrounding in its dark embrace. Avyudaya couldn't sit outside anymore. Getting up, she walked towards her room with the determination of not to talk to Arjun and even not to look at him.

Room was filled with darkness which made her assume about Arjun's absence. As soon as she stepped inside the sound of something getting bursted made her scream.

"Don't scream, Subhi. It was a balloon which got murdered by you," Arjun giggled over Avyudaya's panicked face.

"I didn't do that, intentionally," a sad look was drawn over Avyudaya's face thinking about the balloon.

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