"अगर ये है नहीं तो फिर जाने प्यार क्या है
मेरी जीत है तू, किसे परवाह, हार क्या है
तेरा रस्ता छोड़ूँ ना
छोड़ूँ ना, मैं तेरा रस्ता छोड़ूँ ना"

The next day was set to be extraordinary. Abhishek had meticulously planned a luxurious dinner date in one of the most picturesque spots in Florence. He had been more nervous than usual all day, and his anxiety had started to worry Myra. She tried to distract him with light-hearted conversation and jokes, but nothing seemed to ease his nerves.

The dinner setting was magical. They were seated on a terrace overlooking the city, with twinkling lights and a soft breeze adding to the romantic ambiance. The food was exquisite, but Abhishek barely touched his plate. Myra could feel the tension radiating off him.

"Abhay, tum pakka thik ho?" she asked, her concern growing.

"Yeah, just a lot on my mind, nothing else." he replied, giving her a tight smile.

After dinner, they strolled to a secluded spot under the stars. The view was breathtaking, but Myra's focus was entirely on Abhishek. She could see he was wrestling with something internally.

Finally, Abhishek took a deep breath, turned to face her, and began speaking. His voice was steady but filled with emotion.

"Myra, these past few years with you have been the best of my life. You've brought so much joy, laughter, and love into my world. I thought I knew what I wanted before. Becoming a cricketer. Being the most popular, most liked person in the room. I thought these things would make me feel happy and they did. But you... God Myra you.From the moment we met, I knew there was something about you, though I was a bit of an asshole.

The moment we met, sparks flew—just not the kind anyone would have expected. We argued over everything, from the best cricket strategies to the best way to bandage a wound. I couldn't understand why you were so stubborn, and I know you thought I was insufferable.

You have this incredible ability to challenge me, to push me to be better, both on and off the field. You've shown me what it means to care deeply, to fight for what you believe in, and to never back down from a challenge. You've been my fiercest critic, but also my biggest supporter. When I faced setbacks, you were there with a steady hand and a kind word, even when I didn't deserve it.

You're my best friend, my confidante, and the love of my life. I can't imagine spending another day without you by my side.

Tune kya kiya hai, yaar Myra? Pagal ho gaya hu mai. Phasa liya hai tune mujhe. I never thought I could ever love someone this much until I meet you."

Myra's eyes started to well up with tears. She had never seen him so earnest and vulnerable.

"I know I've been nervous today, and it's because I have something important to ask you." He paused, pulling a small velvet box from his pocket. He got down on one knee, looking up at her with a mix of hope and love, his voice breaking slightly
"Myra, will you marry me?"

Myra stood frozen, her heart racing. "What?" she blurted out, her mind struggling to process what was happening.

Abhishek looked at her for a moment before bursting into laughter, easing the tension. "Stop laughing," Myra said, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Abhishek, still chuckling, looked at her with an affectionate smile. "Myra Gill, Shaadi karegi mujhse?"

This time, Myra didn't hesitate. Tears streamed down her face as she nodded her head vigorously. "Yes, yes, yes!" she exclaimed, pulling him up to his feet. She hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest. "God, I hate you," she said, her voice muffled by his shirt.

Abhishek smiled, holding her close. "I hate you too," he whispered before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

The stars above them seemed to shine a little brighter that night, as if celebrating the beginning of their forever. They stayed like that for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms, knowing that their lives were forever changed in the most beautiful way.

*****
Istg, this is my favourite chapter <3.