#Trigger warning : contains mention of suicide and societal pressure due to infertility.#
"Mehul!"
She turned to find Mehul's eyes on her face, studying her reaction carefully.
"I am sorry, I had planned everything differently, but you didn't give me time to organize everything in order! So I don't have any flowers or chocolates, but I think I could borrow this little cute stuffed bunny of my little brat, for her future sister-in-law! Now please say yes, or no?"
"Yes! Yes! A million times yes! I love you, Mehul."
"What, really?"
Mehul spoke but realizing that it was too soon to joke, he stepped forward and pulled Ruchi into a hug.
"I love you more, Ruchi. I am sorry that I was really an idiot who sensed his own feelings way too late, but trust me, I love you. I love you as I love-"
