Just before the revelation of Aryan as Dev caused a storm in the Malhothra household, Aryan and Chandni happily got married, oblivious to the events in Allahabad. Perhaps the weather reflected what was about to come, as their wedding day was marred with rain and thunder, but it failed to dampen their spirits. Aryan and Chandni, along with their friends, returned happily to their hotel after the simple wedding ceremony. Chandni felt different, yet same. Somehow this important decision that she made didn't look hasty at all but something inevitable, as if they were meant to be together. Aryan seemed to know everything about her, almost second guessing whatever she said and she was pleasantly surprised. Perhaps with his natural observant skills, it was easier for him. She decided to observe him closely too and take care of his needs and likes, so that he didn't

As Chandni woke up the next day, she was as much filled with the memories of their love making all through the night, as this realization that seeped into her psyche, as to how much Aryan loved her. Every touch, every movement he made, he sought her pleasure first, keeping a tight rein on his desires. But as the night went on, he became bolder, seeking her and loving her again and again, roughly and urgently, till their bodies were too exhausted to continue. In the early hours of the morning as she woke up again out of habit, he woke up along with her. They made love again, with all the knowledge of the previous night, but this time so gently and leisurely, that her body felt supple and rich, ready to explode at his merest touch. He prolonged her pleasure as much as he could before succumbing to his own desire. She felt as if their roles had reversed overnight, as she became more bolder, kissing and bitin

Sanjay kept trying to book either flight, train or bus tickets to travel to Goa for the next couple of days, but due to the cyclonic weather all the services were canceled, and he had to wait impatiently for the weather conditions to improve. He was equally frustrated that Chandni hadn't bothered to answer any of his calls, the few that did manage to connect even in that abysmal weather. He also kept an eye on Aishwarya's movement as much as possible, because he knew that she would be like a wounded tigress right now, more lethal and spiteful due to his loss of temper. She was in and out of the house most of the time but didn't say anything further about that incident or about Aryan and Chandni. Finally, after three days' delay, he could get flight tickets to Mumbai and a connecting flight to Goa for the next day. Rashid and Nargis wanted to come too and he was more than happy to take them along. He alrea

"Did you trust me at all in all this time we were together? I was your best friend and I used to hero worship you as a kid. I used to share everything with you, yet you never thought of reaching out to me in all these years. Even now, after meeting me as Aryan, you couldn't trust me to reveal your name. How do I believe in your love if you don't believe me, don't trust me?" She asked him tearfully. The trusting and Open Dev whom you hero worshipped so much, had died when his parents were brutally murdered Chandni!" Aishwarya felt like laughing aloud at the happy turn of events. Chandni's stupid and naïve nature has saved her just like she expected. The drizzle stopped suddenly but they could still hear lightning and thunder far away. "Here we go again!! Stop talking

 Chandni's POV:It's been weeks since I stepped out of my room but I had no desire to go anywhere, not even see my parents. I closed my eyes and swallowed the tears which again threatened to erupt as Aryan's words kept ringing in my ears."Chandni, DON'T YOU EVER DARE TO FORGET!!! YOU ARE MY WIFE!! YOU ARE MY MINE AND WE BELONG TO EACH OTHER!!"I was his, body and soul, trusting him blindly and loving with all I had and what did I get in return??Nothing... not even an explanation except those few words that day. He couldn't even bother to call me at least once in all these weeks! Good for him because I wasn't pining for him either. I smiled at my own lies and stupidity. This is what my days and nights were