"If you think you can make me fall in love with you by being my friend, then you're wrong, Mr. Randhawa," she said, locking eyes with him. But after a few seconds, he found himself lost in her black eyes - the kind of eyes anyone could fall in love with. "As you say, Miss Mehta," he replied with a soft smile and a velvet-smooth voice - a voice that could make anyone fall for him. He took it as a challenge - not to win her over, but to lose himself in her. 🌸 "Jis tarah chashni ke bina rosogulla adhura hota hai, thik usi tarah hum bhi aapke bina adhure hain, Kavish..." Dhwiti said, getting down on her knees with a soft smile, holding out the rosogulla she had bought just to propose to him. "Before you say anything, I have one more way to propose to you, Kavish. And you know what? I practised it so many times yesterday..." she said, still on her knees, while he simply stood there smiling - as if he had just received the biggest trophy he'd been waiting for. She cleared her throat when she noticed Kavish lost in thought, and tried to gather his attention. "Please don't laugh, okay? Jis tarah kachori ke andar kai saare masale daalne se uska maza dugna ho jaata hai, thik usi tarah aap hamare humsafar ban kar hamari zindagi ka maza chauguna kar doge!" she said, blushing - and a little embarrassed, because she wasn't as romantic as he was. He was smiling and blushing like a teenager seeing his crush. "Will you marry me, Kavish Randhawa?" she finally asked, holding out a bouquet. Now, both of them were on their knees - for each other. "You were not that bad, Mrs. Randhawa," Kavish said, accepting her bouquet while blushing. *** What happens when a woman who fears falling in love meets a man determined to make her his forever? Will you give love a chance? If yes, then join the journey of Dhwiti Mehta and Kavish Randhawa - a story of emotions, courage, and the magic of finding forever.