🌙Some loves are written by fate. The rare ones are chosen by the soul.🌙 ✨✨✨✨✨ He stood at the doorway, watching her adjust the dupatta at her shoulder, hands trembling slightly. "You don't have to do this," he said softly. Ruhaani turned to him, eyes tired, guarded. "Neither of us had a choice." Jahaan swallowed. "I did." The silence between them stretched, heavy and alive. "I chose you," he continued, voice barely above a whisper. "Years before this marriage. Years before you ever knew my name." Her breath caught. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying," he said, finally meeting her eyes, "that loving you was never a decision. It was something that happened to my soul." For the first time since their wedding, Ruhaani didn't look away. And in that moment- everything began to change. All Rights Reserved