The moment Vidyut's car pulled into the driveway, Bella's eyes widened in awe. The entire mansion was adorned with vibrant marigold garlands, twinkling fairy lights, and fresh flower petals scattered across the entrance like a divine pathway. The rhythmic beats of traditional drums and trumpets filled the air, echoing joy and celebration. Bella clutched their baby girl closer to her chest, overwhelmed by the sight before her.
"Vidyut," she whispered, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "This… this is too much."
Vidyut, standing tall beside her, his arm protectively wrapped around her shoulder, leaned in and kissed her temple. "Nothing is too much for you and our little princess, Bella. You both deserve this and more."
As they stepped out of the car, rose petals rained down on them from above, a fragrant cascade of love and blessings. Family members, friends, and household staff cheered with joy, chanting prayers and well-wishes. Bella's mother-in-law stood at the entrance, holding a gleaming silver aarti thali, the flame flickering gently as she welcomed them with sacred mantras.
“Lakshmi aayi hai ghar mein,” she said with tearful pride, circling the aarti around Bella and the baby, her eyes filled with pure affection. “My dear, you have brought the greatest joy to this family.”
Bella, still weak but smiling, touched her feet in gratitude. Her mother-in-law cupped her cheeks gently and kissed her forehead. "No, dear. Today, you are not just my daughter-in-law. You are the goddess of this home, bringing prosperity and happiness."
With the auspicious rituals completed, Vidyut took Bella’s hand and led her inside, where the lavishly decorated home greeted them warmly. The living room was adorned with soft golden hues, candles flickering in every corner, and a beautifully arranged cradle placed at the center with pink and white drapes flowing elegantly around it.
Bella's eyes welled up as she gazed at the crib, her heart swelling with love. "It's beautiful," she whispered, pressing a kiss to their daughter’s tiny forehead.
Vidyut smiled. "Only the best for our princess."
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A Moment for Themselves
Later that evening, as the excitement simmered down and well-wishers left, Vidyut guided Bella into their bedroom. He watched as she slowly sat down on the bed, their baby sleeping peacefully in her arms, wrapped snugly in a soft pink blanket.
"Are you tired?" he asked softly, crouching beside her, his fingers grazing over her palm.
"A little," she admitted with a small smile. "But it's a good kind of tired."
Vidyut traced a gentle finger over their baby’s tiny nose, his heart clenching with overwhelming tenderness. "You’ve been amazing through it all, Bella. I can’t believe how strong you are."
Bella looked at him, her eyes filled with warmth. "I couldn’t have done it without you, Vidyut."
For a moment, they sat there in comfortable silence, their gazes locked in an unspoken conversation of gratitude and love.
Bella tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, wincing slightly as her hands trembled in discomfort. Vidyut noticed immediately, concern flashing in his eyes.
"Your hands…" he murmured, reaching out and taking them gently in his own. "The saline drip must've left them sore."
Bella sighed. "Yeah… and my hair keeps falling in my face. It's a mess."
Vidyut’s lips curved into a soft smile as he reached for the hairbrush lying on the nightstand. “Then let me.”
Bella blinked in surprise. “You? Do you even know how to braid hair?”
He chuckled. “I may have watched you do it a few times.”
With delicate fingers, he ran the brush through her long, silky strands, his touch gentle yet firm. Bella closed her eyes, sighing softly as he combed through the tangles with utmost patience. His fingers worked skillfully, gathering her hair and weaving it into a beautiful, neat braid.
“There,” he whispered, securing it with a clip. “Now it won’t bother you.”
Bella opened her eyes and turned to him with a fond smile. “You’re full of surprises, Mr. Rathore.”
He smirked. “Stick around, Mrs. Rathore, and you'll see many more.”
Leaning down, he pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, his lips trailing down to her cheek. “You’re beautiful, Bella. Even like this… tired, in pain, with no makeup, you're still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Her heart swelled at his words. She cupped his cheek lovingly, whispering, “I love you, Vidyut.”
He held her gaze, his voice filled with sincerity. “I love you more, my Bella.”
With their baby sleeping peacefully between them, they lay back on the bed, soaking in the warmth of their newfound family, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.
As Bella drifted off to sleep, Vidyut stayed awake, watching over his wife and daughter, silently thanking the heavens for blessing him with such an incredible family.
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The golden hues of dawn peeked through the curtains, gently illuminating the room where Bella and Vidyut lay wrapped in each other's embrace, their baby girl sleeping soundly in the crib beside them. The soft coos of their daughter stirred Bella awake, and she instinctively turned to look at the tiny bundle, a soft smile gracing her lips.
Morning: A Tender Beginning
Vidyut stirred as well, his eyes fluttering open to find Bella gazing lovingly at their daughter. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Good morning, Mrs. Rathore," he whispered, his voice husky from sleep.
Bella turned to him, her eyes warm. "Good morning, Mr. Rathore," she murmured.
Their daughter let out a soft cry, breaking their moment. Bella slowly sat up, cradling the baby in her arms. "Looks like someone is hungry," she said, adjusting her position.
Vidyut sat beside her, gently helping her settle against the pillows. "Let me take care of you both," he said, brushing his fingers across Bella's cheek as she began nursing their little one.
He watched with awe, his heart swelling with gratitude. "You amaze me every day, Bella," he whispered.
After feeding, Bella gently rocked their baby back to sleep, placing her in the crib with utmost care. Vidyut took Bella's hand and led her to the bathroom. "Now, it's your turn to be taken care of," he said with a smirk.
He ran a warm bath, helping Bella ease into the water, massaging her shoulders and placing soft kisses on her skin. She sighed in contentment as he gently washed her hair, his touch both loving and careful.
"I feel like a queen," Bella teased, looking up at him.
"You are," he said, meeting her gaze, his love evident in his eyes.
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Noon: A Mother's Moment
By midday, Vidyut had gone to his study to finish some work, leaving Bella and their baby girl to enjoy some quiet time. Bella sat on the rocking chair by the window, humming a soft lullaby as she cradled their daughter, staring at her in wonder.
"You are my little angel," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I miss my mother, but you… you’ve filled that void with your love."
Just then, Vidyut’s mother entered the room, her eyes soft with understanding. She sat beside Bella and took her hand. "I know you miss your mother, Bella," she said gently. "But remember, you are not alone. I am here, always."
Bella's eyes brimmed with gratitude, and in that moment, she rested her head on her mother-in-law’s lap, letting out the emotions she'd held inside for too long. Soon, sleep took over, and she dozed off to the rhythmic strokes of her mother-in-law’s hand running through her hair.
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Afternoon: A Father’s Delight
Vidyut returned in the afternoon to the sight of Bella and his mother talking fondly while the baby lay in her cradle, cooing softly.
He smiled as he picked up his daughter, holding her close to his chest. "Papa's here, princess," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Bella watched them with a smile. "You're a natural, Vidyut," she said softly.
He grinned. "Well, I had the best teacher," he winked at her. "You."
They spent the afternoon together, taking turns holding the baby, playing with her tiny fingers, and marveling at the way she responded to their voices.
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Evening: Family Time
The evening brought laughter and warmth as Vidyut’s younger brother, Vihaan, joined them for tea. Vihaan, with his playful nature, couldn’t resist teasing Vidyut.
"Who would have thought my grumpy elder brother would turn into a doting father?" Vihaan joked, earning a playful glare from Vidyut.
Bella chuckled. "He's the best husband and father, Vihaan. Don't tease him too much," she said protectively.
Vihaan grinned. "Alright, bhabhi, I’ll behave."
Dinner was a cozy affair, with Bella enjoying her favorite dishes prepared specially for her. Vidyut fed her with care, making sure she was eating enough for both herself and the baby.
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Night: A Quiet Love
After putting their daughter to sleep, Vidyut and Bella finally had a moment to themselves. He sat behind her, his hands weaving through her long hair, braiding it gently as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.
"I love taking care of you," he murmured, kissing the nape of her neck.
Bella leaned into him, sighing. "And I love being yours."
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Midnight: A Sweet Craving
Late into the night, Bella stirred, nudging Vidyut awake. "Vidyut… I'm hungry," she whispered sleepily.
He groaned but sat up immediately. "What do you want, love?"
"Something sweet," she pouted.
He smiled, helping her wear his oversized shirt before carrying her to the kitchen. Sitting her on the counter, he fed her spoonfuls of chocolate pudding while she rested against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"I love you," she murmured drowsily.
He kissed her forehead. "I love you more, Bella."
As he carried her back to bed, their little world felt perfect—filled with love, laughter, and their beautiful daughter.
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I know the guy's chapter is a little boring but what can I do that's what I guess is the
The schedule is for new parents .
Well worry not I will write something good in next chapters I'm actually feeling sick.
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