When we reached his room he locked the door behind him and made me sit on the bed. He bent on his knees and was took out a small velvet box from his pocket. I was shocked at the sight in front of me.

'Oh my God, he is proposing. But why? We are anyways getting married in three days.' I thought but I was brought back by his words.

"Trisha sweetheart I have been waiting for this day for years. I was 14 when I first heard our parents talk about our marriage, back then we were best friends and I hope you remember how possessive I was for you. Due to fate you went away for so long and God only knows how I have survived each day for the past 12 years. The only thing kept me motivated was to meet you and make you mine one day. Yes it was our parents wish but somewhere along the lines it was mine too, I never wanted to share my best friend with anyone.

I know you have gone through a lot of hardships and still you are as pure at heart and innocent as you were back then. When you said yes for getting married to me, I was on cloud nine because you are the only girl I have always imagined as my wife. You are the only girl who understands my pain and you are the only girl for whom this heart beats. Trisha my beautiful fiancé, even though we are getting married I want you to know that I, your Jeet loves you a lot and I promise to keep doing so for rest of our lives. Please accept this ring as a token of my love for you. I know it might be overwhelming for you and I know you don't love me yet but I promise you soon you will fall in love with me, so sweetheart please accept this ring and lets begin this new life together supporting and loving each other." He said and I had few tears waiting to fall down my cheeks but I blinked hard to stop them.

I couldn't stop myself and I just jumped from where I was sitting on to him and kissed him with everything I got, he was surprised was an understatement, but he kissed me back as soon as he realized its not a dream. We kissed for what felt like hours, lost in each other's touch, tasting each other's soul. We broke the kiss when we both ran out of breath, he touched his forehead with mine with a huge grin on his face. We both chuckled and he slowly slid the ring in my finger kissing me again, this time slowly as gentle as he could.

When we broke apart from the kiss this time his eyes were filled with some emotion I couldn't name but he looked happy, very happy.

He grinned ear to ear like a small child who just got his favorite candy. He kissed the back of my hand where he placed the finger a few minutes ago.

I felt content seeing his happiness. I felt like my heart loves to see him happy, an unknown feeling crawled in my heart which wanted me to make him happy always, protect him from everything evil and be his strength even though he is more strong then me considering he owns an entertainment company and that too one of the top in the nation at such young age. He dealt with so many fake people of entertainment industry all those years and learnt to grow.

"I Love you Sweetheart, always loved you, only you." He said and I blushed at his confession.

"Jeet I am grateful to you and feel very lucky to be loved by you. I don't know what love is, for I have never experienced it. If it is what they say in movies or books then I haven't felt it yet, I don't hear music, neither my brain talks to me like an angel or villain giving me clarity about my feelings. But I do know one thing, you have been my best friend for years and I missed you a lot in those years we were not together. I like you more than a friend and I want to make you happy no matter what the cost is. I know you too will keep me happy without a doubt. I just need sometime I guess to realize my true feelings for you but please don't feel disappointed if I don't reply to your love confessions because I want to reply with all my heart and not just words." I said and he caressed my cheeks.

"I am glad you talked your heart to me. I know you still don't know about your feelings and don't worry I can wait for you as long as you want. But soon to be Mrs. Jeet Khurana, I am never going to let you go and shower all the love I have for you whether you want or not because you have no idea how terrible these past twelve years were for me." He said looking at me in the eye.

"I will be blessed to be showered by your love. I am all yours." I told him looking in the eye and he grinned again.

"Alright enough of the romance, now lets go out. Its already 3:40 PM, we will have a nice coffee then I need you to help me select some outfits for the show because I have no idea about the entertainment industry trends and you being the king is the best to guide me." I said standing up and pulling his hands to make him stand too.

"Trisha you don't need to dress up as the other females in entertainment industry, just dress as you love too." He replied and I pouted.

"If you don't want to help, just say it don't beat around the bushes." I retort and he surrendered lifting his hands in the air.

"Okay baba, lets go. You are so cute when you are angry." He said pulling my nose and I showed him my tongue.

The next few hours we spent in shopping my wardrobe for the show. I bought variety of gowns, pants, tops, jackets, sarees, few traditional dresses etc. By the end of it we were too tired to go home, so Jeet sent a cab home to pick both Moms and we had dinner in an Italian restaurant together as a family.

I couldn't help smiling looking at my family and my man.

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