Days later, they sat on their balcony swing, baby nestled in Gunnu’s arms. The world outside still gossiped, judged, whispered. But here, in their tiny cocoon, it didn’t matter.
Gunnu nibbled on sweets while rocking the baby. Abhinav sat close, one arm around her. “You still eat like a child,” he teased softly.
She looked up, gummy grin wide. “And you still stare like you fell for me yesterday.”
He smirked faintly, leaning down to kiss her hair. “I did. And I’ll keep falling, every day.”
The baby stirred, eyes blinking open briefly, as if to witness their quiet vow.
For two years they had endured—gossip, pressure, fear, heartbreak. But through it all, they had trusted and chosen each other again and again. And now, with laughter, arguments, and tiny cries filling their home, Abhinav Rajput and Gunnu Sahu knew they had truly won.
Their slow burn, their forbidden love, their war against the world—it had all led here. To the sweetest victory. To family.
To happily ever after.
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