The soft glow of the candles flickered in the dimly lit room, casting playful shadows that danced along the walls, a stark contrast to the laughter that had just erupted. Ansh and Preet exchanged glances, a mixture of surprise and amusement coloring their expressions. The unexpected interruption by Amrit had momentarily shattered the intimacy they had been building, but it also brought a lightness to the atmosphere that neither of them could resist.
“Did you really think you could have a romantic evening without me making a grand entrance?” Amrit teased, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed and a smirk plastered on his face. Reema, his wife and partner in crime, stood just behind him, giggling softly.
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