Let me be yours.

❤️Simple, Sweet, and Undeniably Romantic❤️

Adhithi paced nervously through the hall as the lady approached Ishaan's family. Sensing her tension, Ishaan gently took her hand and kissed it.

"Regardless of what she says, your fate is sealed with me," he assured her, squeezing her hand.

Earlier on.

"Who is this?" inquired the lady, scrutinizing Ishaan.

Noticing Adhithi's apprehension, Ishaan protectively placed his arm around her shoulder and declared, "I am her fiancé."

"And what you do for a living dear?" she probed Ishaan with a falsely sweet tone.

"He is a software engineer," Adhithi managed to say, her voice quivering.

"Where are your parents? I wish to speak with them. If they are Adhithi's in-laws, then we are bound to become familiar, right Adhithi?" the lady asked, her words dripping with insincerity.

Ishaan gestured towards his parents across the hall and swiftly sent a text to his father. Upon reading it, his father discreetly shared the message with his wife.

"You shouldn't have stepped in. Now that she's here, she won't let me save face in front of your mother," Adhithi expressed, disheartened.

"Just trust in your future in-laws, babe," Ishaan replied, his confidence unshaken.

It wasn't long before Adhithi saw the lady departing. From a distance, she couldn't discern her expression, yet she noticed Ishaan's parents making their way toward her. Ishaan stood by her side, but this did little to calm her nerves about possibly disappointing them. In apprehension, she gripped Ishaan's hand tightly.

"I'm here," he whispered reassuringly, eliciting a weak smile from her.

As his parents drew closer, Adhithi's heart raced, and she began to sweat heavily. Surprisingly, his mother embraced her warmly and kissed her forehead, followed by a kind gesture from his father.

"What did she say?" inquired Ishaan.

"It's not for you to worry about. Her words were meant for our ears, and what she received was well-deserved. Don't trouble yourselves with it; it won't impact you. Focus on your own path," his mother advised, and with a warm smile, his parents left them to themselves.

Comforted by her assurances, Adhithi felt a weight being lifted off her chest. She nestled against Ishaan, her weight on his shoulder, and they exchanged smiles as their gazes met. He wrapped her in a warm hug.

Their intimate moment was abruptly halted by someone clearing their throat. Adhithi stepped away from Ishaan to find his siblings and their partners watching them, grins teasing their lips.

"My brothers could not have worse timing," Ishaan remarked, earning a playful pinch from Adhithi.

"What?" he looked at Adhithi innocently, as if he had just paid them the highest compliment. Adhithi shook her head at Ishaan, signaling him to avoid further embarrassment. His sisters-in-law seized the moment to whisk Adhithi away. Ishaan attempted to follow, but his brothers held him back.

"You'll be a dad before your older brothers at this rate," teased his eldest brother.

"Bro..." Ishaan gave him a mock punch in the stomach. The idea of starting a family with Adhithi briefly distracted him from the present.

"Look, he's already daydreaming about it," pointed out his other brother.

It was already evening, and Ishaan found himself in Adhithi's apartment. As he prepared a cup of tea, Adhithi emerged from the shower, in more comfortable clothes and her hair wrapped in a towel. She reached out for a back hug, her hands tightly encircling his waist. Ishaan, already showered and dressed in his own clothes left at Adhithi's place, reciprocated the embrace.