4 years later

Riyan slipped his phone back into his pocket, a mix of relief and excitement on his face. He had just gotten off a call with his Gautam Gambhir, discussing the upcoming Test series against Australia. He walked into the living room, where Shri was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She had come over to his hotel room in Mumbai to spend some time

Shri looked up, noticing Riyan's animated expression.

Shri: kya hua ri?

Riyan: abhi gg sir se baat Kari

Riyan said, plopping down beside her on the couch.

Riyan: you know jo test series thi against Australia?

Shri: haan what about it?

Riyan: apperantly due to some reason uska venue change kr dia gya h , ab Australia me nhi hogi , ab France me hogi

Shri's eyes widened in surprise.

Shri: France? Wait what , what cricket grounds hai ?

Riyan: apperantly yea , mujhe b abhi pta chala to be honest, pta nhi pitches ki kesi conditions hongi , gg sir said ki unka b usa wala scene hai , they are preping pitches elsewhere or fir usko attach karenge, something like that

Shri: wait so you are going to France!?

Riyan: not me ....we are going to France, tum b sath chalogi... chalogi na?

Riyan said with a puppy face

Shri finally gave in

Shri: acha baba thik h

Riyan hugged Shri tightly which she returned

France

As the plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport, Riyan and Shri felt a mix of excitement and fatigue. They had been on the plane for hours, but they were finally in France,  Shri, who had always been fascinated by French culture, architecture, and history, couldn't wait to explore the country.

As they made their way to the baggage claim, Riyan couldn't help but notice Shri's eyes scanning the airport, drinking in every detail. She was like a kid in a candy store, and Riyan couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.

Once they had collected their bags, they hailed a taxi and headed to their hotel in the heart of Paris. The ride was quick, but they both felt like they were in a dream. The Eiffel Tower loomed large in the distance, and the Champs-Élysées sparkled like diamonds.

As they checked into their hotel, Riyan couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the grandeur of the city. Shri was already planning their day, her eyes shining with excitement.

Shri: sabse phle hum coffee or croissant k lia cafe jaenge and then in the evening a stroll to the Eiffel tower

Riyan: as you wish my lady

Evening

As they walked into the charming Café des Étudiants, Shri and Riyan were immediately enveloped in the warm, cozy atmosphere of the café. The scent of freshly baked croissants wafted through the air, making their mouths water in anticipation.

Shri's eyes scanned the room, taking in the rustic decor and the charming artwork on the walls. She felt like she had stepped into a scene from a French novel, and Riyan couldn't help but notice her excitement.

They made their way to the counter, where they were greeted by a friendly barista who greeted them with a warm smile.

"Bonjour, mes amis! Welcome to Café des Étudiants. What can I get for you today?" He said

Shri's eyes widened as she scanned the menu.

Shri: Oh, we'll have two coffees and two croissants, please

The barista nodded and expertly prepared their drinks. As they waited, Shri and Riyan took a seat at a small table by the window, where they could watch the street performers outside.

Their coffees and croissants arrived, and they dug in . The croissants were flaky and buttery, and the coffee was rich and smooth.

Shri: pta riyan, i always wanted to come to France

Riyan: sachi?

Shri: haan , maine apne table pr ek Eiffel tower ka chota sa paper weight rakha tha , young Shri ka sapna tha ye , and now I am living it , with you

She said looking at riyan

Riyan: Mera sapna to mere samne baitha hai

Riyan said flirticiously

Shri: oh shutupp

Shri said a bit shyly

As they finished their coffee and croissants, Shri and Riyan lingered at the café, taking in the atmosphere and enjoying each other's company. They were savoring every moment of their time in Paris, and they knew that this was a trip they would never forget.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the city, Shri and Riyan  took a stroll to the Eiffel Tower. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the sound of soft music drifted from the cafes and street performers.The sky was painted with hues of pink, orange, and purple, and Shri felt like she was walking into a fairy tale.

As the sun went down they arrived at the Eiffel Tower, and Shri's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The tower was bathed in a warm, golden light, and the twinkling lights on the tower sparkled like diamonds.

Riyan put his arm around Shri's shoulders and pulled her close taking in the sight before them .

Shri: isn't it beautiful?

Shri said looking at the sparkling view before her

Riyan: more than anything in the world

Riyan said looking at her sparkling eyes

Shri turned around to face riyan just to realise that he was looking at her

The air around them became sweet all of  a sudden , everything seemed so perfect at the moment, her and riyan , in Paris , together, without a soul to pull them apart

Shri looked at him and could see her whole world in front of her

Riyan moved a strand of hair behind her ears that blew to her face due to the breeze and placed his hand on her cheek looking at her like she is the most beautiful thing he ever saw

As Riyan's hand touched her cheek, Shri felt a shiver run down her spine. She looked up at him, her eyes locking with his, and she knew that this moment was special. It was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was the two of them, suspended in the magic of Paris.

Shri's gaze met Riyan's. She felt like she was drowning in the depths of his eyes, and yet, she was saved by the warmth and love that she saw reflected back at her.

Riyan's hand on her cheek sent a surge of electricity through her body. She felt like she was on fire, and yet, the flames were gentle and soothing. She knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be – in this moment, with this person, in this city.

The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the beauty of the moment. Shri felt like she was home, with her person , a person she could call her home , her comfort.

As they leaned in, the world around them seemed to fade away. The twinkling lights of the Eiffel Tower, the soft music from the cafes, and the sweet scent of blooming flowers all disappeared into the background, leaving only the two of them.

Their lips touched, and Shri felt like she was melting into Riyan's arms. The kiss was soft and gentle, yet it was filled with a deep passion and longing.

As they broke apart from the kiss , the world came back to them , riyan looked at Shri and said

Riyan: Shri , i love you

Shri: i love you too Riyan

The twinkling lights of the Eiffel Tower reflected off the Seine River, casting a romantic glow over the city.

Riyan took Shri's hand and led her to the Pont des Arts. The bridge was covered in  padlocks with couples' names and dates engraved on them.

Riyan bought one and wrote riyan and Shri on it

Riyan: this is our lock

he said, attaching it to the bridge

Riyan: or ab ye hamesha k lia yaha rahega

Shri wrapped her arms around Riyan's waist and leaned her head against his chest.

She knew that after all this time of them being together, riyan had always been there for her , sure there had been ups and downs but one thing remained consistent and that was their love for each other, and now that she was here with riyan feeling a height of emotion of happiness she wanted to capture this moment forever in her heart, with the love of her life

The city of love had truly lived up to its name.....

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A/n:- guys please do like and comment and keep supporting 🩷

Guys sorry for disappearing from the face of the earth of a few days, my health wasn't the best , but now I feel better and I hope it'll stay that way

This was a filler chapter but more interesting chapters are on their way 😗