Very Important Note!!!

Right guys, I know I haven't been updating Angels and Devils and that's mainly because I am no longer the writer for that fic, I transferred that fic over to Zondra because I could no longer write it. I just wanted to let you guys know this because a lot of you were wondering what happened to the fic and why I wasn't updating. I also want to let you know that I am no longer in the IPKKND fandom so I will not be making anymore fics. I will not be deleting my blog so you can read my old fics whenever you want. If you want updates to Angels and Devils, please check Zondra's blog often because she is the author of that fic now. The link to her blog should be in my 'links' section. I hope this helped.

HWGA Chapter 37 (Ending 2): For God's Sake

Thank you to all those who commented and liked the last chapter. I am so sorry, I said I'd update on Sunday but I went on an unexpected holiday and when I got back I remembered I promised 2 different endings so I had to write another 1 up. This is one of the ending to the story, if you don't like this ending, check out the other one. Thank you to all those who have been with me since the beginning, I can't believe it's been 2 years. There are visuals too, so check that out if you want. As always the purple bits are meant to be Hindi. Enjoy :)

Chapter 37 (Ending 2): For God’s sake

Present day

“Well then if you’re sure, know that I’m here for you.” Said Logan.

“Thank you.” Khushi replied and hugged him.

Just then the door burst open and Amba came rushing in. When she saw Logan and Khushi hugging, she put her hands on her hips. “Oh so that’s why you’re taking so long, you’re planning to elope with Logan.”

Logan laughed. “I wish. No, your mother just needed a friend right now and I was the only one available.”

“And Amba you know you shouldn’t be running around.” Chastised Khushi.

“I wouldn’t have to if you just kept to the schedule. The pandit keeps saying how the auspicious time is going and if you plan to get married, you need to do it now otherwise you can’t do it today and you’ll have you wait another 5 months.”

“5 months isn’t so bad-” Khushi reasoned.

“Khushi you just said you were fine.” Sighed Logan.

“Sorry, I guess I’m still nervous. My first wedding was a disaster you know.” She said defensively.

“Yes we all know mum, yet you still agreed to marry the same man again.” Amba said in frustration.

“Why are you being like this?” pouted Khushi.

“Because you’ve been changing your mind for over 8 months now and we’re all sick and tired of it. Either get married or live in sin, I honestly don’t care as long as you’re happy.”

“I’ve only been like this because of you-”

“No no no, don’t put this on me. I’m fine.”

“No you’re not! You were shot!” yelled Khushi.

 1 year, 6 months and 3 days ago

Amba was still in the operation theatre and Karan, Khushi and Logan were still waiting wearily for any news.

“Karan?” Khushi started.

“Yeah?”

“We all need therapy.” She stated.

He looked at her for a second before responding. “Yes but I think you need sleep more.”

“No I’m serious. The Raizadas’ and the Guptas’ have too much bad blood between them. It goes way back; my mother was the cause of Arnav’s parents’ marriage falling apart which led to both his parents committing suicide, which lead to him hating everything-”

“Khushi get to the point.”

Khushi gave him a dirty look but got to the point. “The point is I think we all need to go to therapy and talk things out so we have no more misunderstandings and we can all begin to heal.”

“You want to heal things with them even after all they’ve done.” Karan asked incredulously.

Khushi sighed. “Yes, I think it’ll be best if we put everything behind us and resolve our issues. It’ll be better for my sister’s marriage and our lives too. It’ll feel like a load off our souls, trust me.”

Karan stared at her but it looked like she wasn’t going to budge on this topic. He could see it in her eyes. He sighed. “Ok, if that’s what you want.”

“It is.” She said determinedly.

A few hours passed when finally a doctor appeared in front of them. All 3 of them stood up.

“Mr Karan Malik, Ms Khushi Gupta?” she asked.

“Yes.” They replied.

“Your daughter is going to be fine.” She said with a smile. All 3 of them let out a sigh of relief. “She’s a bit weak at the moment but with the correct amount of physiotherapy, she’ll be as good as new in no time.”

They all thanked the doctor and Khushi asked, “Can we see her?”

“Yes but only for a while, she’s still unconscious and she needs all the rest she can get.”

The doctor led them to the room that Amba was staying in. They walked in to find Amba wired to a lot of machinery but the most important machinery was the ECG which told them that Amba was indeed still alive. Fresh tears ran down Khushi’s face but this time from happiness.

Later that day more good news came. Matt had called Karan to inform him that Shyam was dead. When he had shot Amba, the police had opened fire on him to stop him from shooting anyone else. Even though they didn’t shoot to kill he later died from blood loss. They were relieved that the plague upon both their families were gone and now he couldn’t do any more damage towards them.

Present day

“Yes I was.” Amba said softly as she held her mother’s hands. “However, I’m fine now, I promise. Now let’s get you married ok? Besides, the Raizada’s flew all this way for your wedding so you can’t cancel it. It might set us back on all the progress we made through therapy.”

Khushi gasped. “You’re right, I don’t want that to happen.”

“Good. Logan go and wait downstairs with all the guests and make sure no one does anything stupid. I’ll bring her down in a while.”

“Yes ma’am.” He said and with a mock salute to Amba, he was gone.

Once Logan was gone, Amba turned to her mother. “Mum are you only postponing the wedding because you’re worried that the past will repeat itself?”

Khushi chewed her lips. “Nooooo.”

Amba gave her mum a look. “Mum.”

“Ok, I’m a little worried.” She confessed.

“Mum, if that ever happens, Logan, dad and I will come over and destroy Arnav Singh Raizada and the Raizada family. Do you know how much interrogation the Riazadas’ underwent when you said yes to Arnav? We made sure that it won’t be like last time.” Amba said seriously.

“I can’t believe you did that.” Khushi confessed.

“Of course we did. These people ruined your life-”

“Amba!”

“Mum, we can’t be too careful. You mean too much to us.” Amba said sincerely.

“Thank you.” Khushi smiled.

“I still can’t believe you chose Arnav over Logan.” Amba wrinkled her nose.

Before Khushi could defend herself, Payal came in to the room. “Khushi I couldn’t find Karan bhai so you’re going to have to wait and speak to him afterwards because you need to go down now.”

“Jiji, were you looking for Karan all this time?” Khushi asked.

“Of course. Amba help me arrange your mother.” Amba came over and helped her aunt.

“Jiji, I already talked to him, so it’s ok.”

“That’s good. Are you ready?”

Khushi smiled. “Yes.”

They got Khushi safely downstairs despite her big dress and clumsiness. The wedding went off without a hitch and everyone went off to the reception.

During the reception, Arnav approached Amba. “Amba?” he said.

“Mr Raizada.” She extended her hand, “Congratulations.”

During the many months of therapy, Amba found out that Arnav was actually her father. However, she stubbornly refused to accept him as such.

“I’m sorry.” She had said. “But to me, my dad will always be Karan.”

“I’m not trying to replace your father Amba.” Arnav had reasoned. “I just want to know you better. You know, just spend some time with you so I can try and make up for all the lost years.”

Amba had looked at him sceptically but finally agreed.

“How have you been?” asked Arnav pulling Amba out of her thoughts.

“I’ve been fine. And you?” she replied politely.

“I’ve been doing ok.”

There was an awkward pause. Both of them were still trying to get used to the fact that they were father and daughter.

Amba decided to break the silence. “I don’t think I need to give you any more warning about treating my mum right or not to repeat what you did last time.”

Arnav looked appalled before he schooled his features. “I wouldn’t do that to Khushi, not again. I love her and I want her to be happy. I’ll spend a life time righting the wrongs I did to her and thankfully she allowed me to spend that life time with her.”

“Yes well, just don’t mess up your second chance.”

“I promise not to.”

They both shared another awkward silence.

“Well I’m going to go and talk to the other guests.” Amba said hurriedly.

“Yeah me too.”

And they both ran off in different directions and nearly bumped into Nandini and Krishna who were playing with a couple of other children. Their relationship wasn’t perfect but they were at least trying, even if the progress was slow and awkward. A few feet away, Anjili chuckled at the spectacle in front of her.

Khushi walks towards Anjili. “They’re hopeless, aren’t they?” Khushi says with a smile.

Anjili smiles back. Anjili was thankful that during their therapy sessions, she had managed to see the truth and forgive Khushi and in turn Khushi had forgiven her for the part she had played in her leaving the Raizada house. Anjili was the first person to welcome Khushi back into their family when Arnav and her announced their engagement. She definitely didn’t want to stand in their way this time.

“They’re trying so they’ll be fine.” She turns her gaze towards her eldest daughter. “Which is more than I can say for Neha.”

Poor Neha had tried her hardest to make her marriage work but she could see just how miserable her husband was. He didn’t love her, she knew that but she thought he would in time. It’s been nearly 2 years since they got married and she could see that she was the cause of her husband’s depression. She talked to her mother about this issue and Anjili told her the story about her own loveless marriage and finally Neha saw sense. So she chose to let him go. She filed for a divorce and moved back in with her parents. Since then she’s been an emotional wreck but she did find some solace in the fact that her husband was happier. Anjili had dragged Neha to the wedding hoping that it would take her mind off the divorce; she could see that it was working to some extent.

“She’ll be fine in time. How are Priti and Neha getting along now?” Khushi asked.

They recently found out that what they had thought of as a simple teenage rebellion was actually something a lot bigger. It turned out that Priti was jealous of Neha so she was acting out for attention. Neha was always treated with better care than Priti and she hated it. When Anjili, Viren and Neha had heard all of this they decided to change their ways.

“Well, they aren’t trying to kill each other any more so that’s nice. We’re trying to treat them both equally and not favour one over the other. To be honest, we didn’t even notice that we were treating them differently, if Priti hadn’t said anything, this would’ve continued.”

“It’s good to talk things out.”

“That’s true Khushiji.”

“I’m going to mingle some more. I’ll see you later Anjiliji.”

Khushi walked away and Priti came and grabbed Anjili and dragged her to where her family had gathered.

“Mum, Aarav bhai has a boyfriend.” Priti says excitedly.

Anjili smiles. “Is that so?”

“That’s not all,” Payal says. “He’s been going out with him for 2 years now.”

“What?! And we haven’t met him yet? What is this Aarav?” Anjili demands.

Aarav looked flustered. “Well umm I was umm er um-”

“Has your dad met him?”

“No he hasn’t, no one has. No one would’ve know about him at all if it wasn’t for stupid Sachin and Sanjay.” He glowers at Sachin and Sanjay’s direction.

But all Sachin and Sanjay do is grin back and high-five each other. “He’s just ashamed that he bottoms so he doesn’t want us meeting his boyfriend.” Sanjay says cheekily.

Payal smacks his head. “How dare you talk to your older brother with such cheek?”

“Sorry, not sorry.” Sanjay says before running away as fast as he can.

Payal just shakes her head at her son.

“But seriously, who tops?” Sachin asks. One look from his mother, sends him running too.

“Bhai, I’ll make sure Sachin and Sanjay aren’t home when you bring him around.” Tara says.

“I’d appreciate that.” Aarav says with a smile.

“So bring him around soon.” Anjili insists. She then turns to NK. “Where’s Diane and the kids.”

“She couldn’t get off work and the kids have school, unfortunately.” He replied.

“That’s a shame but at least you’re here.”

“I’ll always be here for Khushiji.”

“I’m really glad you were all these years NK.” Anjili said honestly.

“Me too.” He said with a smile, and then he spotted someone in the distance. “Babuji!”

He hurried off to where Khushi’s mother, father and bua were talking to Nik and Natalie and Payal and Akash followed him.

Meanwhile, Amba and Logan jr were having a serious/not so serious conversation.

“So this wedding means we can keep doing our little arrangement.” Logan joked with a grin.

Amba laughed. “We already promised to stop.”

“Yeah but that was when your mum and my dad was getting married.”

She shoved at him. “For God’s sake, just get a girlfriend you dick!”

Logan sr watched this transaction and shook his head at them. Arnav walked towards Logan.

“Kids are just the craziest, aren’t they?” Logan said.

Arnav glanced at the direction of his own son and saw that he was still being interrogated about his boyfriend by his sister and her husband and wondered if he should go over their and save him. After thinking about for a second, he decides that Aarav can suffer for a while longer.

“They sure are.” He chuckled.

During the many months of healing, Logan saw that the love Khushi held for Arnav was still there. He could also see that Arnav loved her a lot and regretted everything he ever did to hurt her. And because he loved Khushi, he let her go. He cornered her and got a confession out of her about her love for Arnav. Once he had that he broke off their engagement and forced them to get engaged.

“I’m sure you’ve been threatened enough.”

Arnav nodded. “I have.”

“Just to make sure you get it, I’m going to threaten you again. Just because I gave up Khushi doesn’t mean I don’t love her, so if you hurt her, I will destroy you.”

Even though Logan said it in a calm and soft tone, Arnav gulped out of fear. “I understand.”

Logan gave him a dazzling smile. “I’m glad we understand each other.”

“Excuse me.” Arnav said as he moved to where Khushi was.

Khushi was talking to Matt. When Matt saw him a look of relief flooded his face. “Oh thank God, Arnav, tell your wife to stop thanking me.”

“Are you thanking him again?” Arnav asked Khushi. She nodded. “Good, let me join you. Thank you so much for helping save Amba.”

“Oh for God’s sake! You two are made for each other.” Matt said in frustration.

“Thank you.” They said in unison.

They continued thanking him for his assistance until Matt gave up and walked away. Arnav and Khushi laughed before sharing a chaste kiss.

“I love you.” Arnav said as he looked into her eyes.

“You better.” Khushi said in mock seriousness. “Otherwise a lot of people will hurt you.”

Arnav cringed. “Yes I know, I’ve been getting death threats all day.”

Khushi laughed and pulled him down for another kiss. They both sighed into the kiss, revelling in their happily ever after.

“For God’s sake we have children at this wedding!” Karan proclaimed causing the couple to break apart. “You’re scarring them.”

Khushi stuck her tongue out at him. “Shut up Karan, you’re just jealous.”

Karan rolled his eyes. “As if! Come on, we’re taking a family picture.”

He went ahead and Khushi extended her hand for Arnav to take. Arnav took her hand and they happily followed to where the picture would be taken. They stood in the centre as their family gathered around them. As the photographer set up the camera, they couldn’t help but think about how lucky they are to have found each other.

“I love you.” Arnav whispered to Khushi.

“I love you too.” She whispered back.

There was a clicking sound to seal the precious moment forever.

The End

HWGA Chapter 37 (Ending 1): Any Regrets?

Thank you to all those who commented and liked the last chapter. I am so sorry, I said I'd update on Sunday but I went on an unexpected holiday and when I got back I remembered I promised 2 different endings so I had to write another 1 up. This is one of the ending to the story, if you don't like this ending, check out the other one. Thank you to all those who have been with me since the beginning, I can't believe it's been 2 years. There are visuals too, so check that out if you want. As always the purple bits are meant to be Hindi. Enjoy :)

Chapter 37 (Ending 1): Any regrets?

Present day

“Well then if you’re sure, know that I’m here for you.” Said Logan.

“Thank you.” Khushi replied and hugged him.

Just then the door burst open and Amba came rushing in. When she saw Logan and Khushi hugging, she put her hands on her hips. “People, we don’t have time for this. You can both hug later when you’re married.”

“Amba, you know you shouldn’t be running around.” Chastised Khushi.

“I wouldn’t have to if you guys just kept to the schedule. The pandit keeps saying how the auspicious time is going and if you guys plan to get married, you need to do it now otherwise you can’t do it today and you’ll have you wait another 5 months.”

“5 months isn’t so bad-” Khushi reasoned.

“Khushi you just said you were fine.” Sighed Logan.

“Sorry, I guess I’m still nervous. My first wedding was a disaster you know.” She said defensively.

“Yes we all know mum. Do you want to get married now or not?” Amba said in frustration.

“Why are you being like this?” pouted Khushi.

“Because you’ve been changing your mind for over 8 months now and we’re all sick and tired of it. Either get married or live in sin, I honestly don’t care as long as you’re happy.”

“I’ve only been like this because of you-”

“No no no, don’t put this on me. I’m fine.”

“No you’re not! You were shot!” yelled Khushi.

 1 year, 6 months and 3 days ago

Amba was still in the operation theatre and Karan, Khushi and Logan were still waiting wearily for any news.

“Karan?” Khushi started.

“Yeah?”

“We all need therapy.” She stated.

He looked at her for a second before responding. “Yes but I think you need sleep more.”

“No I’m serious. The Raizadas’ and the Guptas’ have too much bad blood between them. It goes way back; my mother was the cause of Arnav’s parents’ marriage falling apart which led to both his parents committing suicide, which lead to him hating everything-”

“Khushi get to the point.”

Khushi gave him a dirty look but got to the point. “The point is I think we all need to go to therapy and talk things out so we have no more misunderstandings and we can all begin to heal.”

“You want to heal things with them even after all they’ve done.” Karan asked incredulously.

Khushi sighed. “Yes, I think it’ll be best if we put everything behind us and resolve our issues. It’ll be better for my sister’s marriage and our lives too. It’ll feel like a load off our souls, trust me.”

Karan stared at her but it looked like she wasn’t going to budge on this topic. He could see it in her eyes. He sighed. “Ok, if that’s what you want.”

“It is.” She said determinedly.

A few hours passed when finally a doctor appeared in front of them. All 3 of them stood up.

“Mr Karan Malik, Ms Khushi Gupta?” she asked.

“Yes.” They replied.

“Your daughter is going to be fine.” She said with a smile. All 3 of them let out a sigh of relief. “She’s a bit weak at the moment but with the correct amount of physiotherapy, she’ll be as good as new in no time.”

They all thanked the doctor and Khushi asked, “Can we see her?”

“Yes but only for a while, she’s still unconscious and she needs all the rest she can get.”

The doctor led them to the room that Amba was staying in. They walked in to find Amba wired to a lot of machinery but the most important machinery was the ECG which told them that Amba was indeed still alive. Fresh tears ran down Khushi’s face but this time from happiness.

Later that day more good news came. Matt had called Karan to inform him that Shyam was dead. When he had shot Amba, the police had opened fire on him to stop him from shooting anyone else. Even though they didn’t shoot to kill he later died from blood loss. They were relieved that the plague upon both their families were gone and now he couldn’t do any more damage towards them.

Present day

“Yes I was.” Amba said softly as she held her mother’s hands. “However, I’m fine now, I promise. Now let’s get you married ok? Besides, the Raizada’s flew all this way for your wedding so you can’t cancel it. It might set us back on all the progress we made through therapy.”

Khushi gasped. “You’re right, I don’t want that to happen.”

“Good. Logan go and wait downstairs for your bride and I’ll bring her down in a while.”

“Yes ma’am.” He said and with a mock salute to Amba, he was gone.

Once Logan was gone, Amba turned to her mother. “Mum are you only postponing the wedding because you’re worried that Arnav will ruin it?”

Khushi chewed her lips. “Nooooo.”

Amba gave her mum a look. “Mum.”

“Ok, I’m a little worried.” She confessed.

Amba sighed. “Mum, not all weddings are going to be like your first one. And I thought you and Arnav were ok now.”

“We are but…look it’s complicated. Even though I don’t have any feelings for him, he says he still loves me. He said he won’t get in the way of my happiness and that he’ll stand back and let me get married to Logan because I love Logan but what if he does something.”

“He’s not going to.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I told security to keep an extra eye on him.”

Khushi laughed. “I can’t believe you did that.”

“It’s a precautionary measure, just in case he goes a bit mad. Now shall we go?”

Before she could answer, Payal came in to the room. “Khushi I couldn’t find Karan bhai so you’re going to have to wait and speak to him afterwards because you need to go down now.”

“Jiji, were you looking for Karan all this time?” Khushi asked.

“Of course. Amba help me arrange your mother.” Amba came over and helped her aunt.

“Jiji, I already talked to him, so it’s ok.”

“That’s good. Are you ready?”

Khushi smiled. “Yes.”

They got Khushi safely downstairs despite her big dress and clumsiness. During the wedding, Amba and Karan, not to mention security, all kept a close eye on Arnav but thankfully he didn’t make a scene. The wedding went off without a hitch and everyone went off to the reception.

During the reception, Arnav approached Amba. “Amba?” he said.

“Mr Raizada.” She replied.

During the many months of therapy, Amba found out that Arnav was actually her father. However, she stubbornly refused to accept him as such.

“I’m sorry.” She had said. “But to me, my dad will always be Karan.”

“I’m not trying to replace your father Amba.” Arnav had reasoned. “I just want to know you better. You know, just spend some time with you so I can try and make up for all the lost years.”

Amba had looked at him sceptically but finally agreed.

“How have you been?” asked Arnav pulling Amba out of her thoughts.

“I’ve been fine. And you?” she replied politely.

“I’ve been doing ok.”

There was an awkward pause. Both of them were still trying to get used to the fact that they were father and daughter.

Amba decided to break the silence. “Umm thank you for not ruining my mother’s wedding.” And then she cringed at how the sentence sounded.

Arnav looked appalled before he schooled his features. “I wouldn’t do that to Khushi, not again. Besides, we’re just friends now and I want her to be happy and Logan makes her happy.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it to come out like that.” She looked at him apologetically.

“I know.”

They both shared another awkward silence.

“Well I’m going to go and talk to the other guests.” Amba said hurriedly.

“Yeah me too.”

And they both ran off in different directions and nearly bumped into Nandini and Krishna who were playing with a couple of other children. Their relationship wasn’t perfect but they were at least trying, even if the progress was slow and awkward. A few feet away, Anjili chuckled at the spectacle in front of her.

Khushi walks towards Anjili. “They’re hopeless, aren’t they?” Khushi says with a smile.

Anjili smiles back. Anjili was thankful that during their therapy sessions, she had managed to see the truth and forgive Khushi and in turn Khushi had forgiven her for the part she had played in her leaving the Raizada house.

“They’re trying so they’ll be fine.” She turns her gaze towards her eldest daughter. “Which is more than I can say for Neha.”

Poor Neha had tried her hardest to make her marriage work but she could see just how miserable her husband was. He didn’t love her, she knew that but she thought he would in time. It’s been nearly 2 years since they got married and she could see that she was the cause of her husband’s depression. She talked to her mother about this issue and Anjili told her the story about her own loveless marriage and finally Neha saw sense. So she chose to let him go. She filed for a divorce and moved back in with her parents. Since then she’s been an emotional wreck but she did find some solace in the fact that her husband was happier. Anjili had dragged Neha to the wedding hoping that it would take her mind off the divorce; she could see that it was working to some extent.

“She’ll be fine in time. How are Priti and Neha getting along now?” Khushi asked.

They recently found out that what they had thought of as a simple teenage rebellion was actually something a lot bigger. It turned out that Priti was jealous of Neha so she was acting out for attention. Neha was always treated with better care than Priti and she hated it. When Anjili, Viren and Neha had heard all of this they decided to change their ways.

“Well, they aren’t trying to kill each other any more so that’s nice. We’re trying to treat them both equally and not favour one over the other. To be honest, we didn’t even notice that we were treating them differently, if Priti hadn’t said anything, this would’ve continued.”

“It’s good to talk things out.”

“That’s true Khushiji.”

“I’m going to mingle some more. I’ll see you later Anjiliji.”

Khushi walked away and Priti came and grabbed Anjili and dragged her to where her family had gathered.

“Mum, Aarav bhai has a boyfriend.” Priti says excitedly.

Anjili smiles. “Is that so?”

“That’s not all,” Payal says. “He’s been going out with him for 2 years now.”

“What?! And we haven’t met him yet? What is this Aarav?” Anjili demands.

Aarav looked flustered. “Well umm I was umm er um-”

“Has your dad met him?”

“No he hasn’t, no one has. No one would’ve know about him at all if it wasn’t for stupid Sachin and Sanjay.” He glowers at Sachin and Sanjay’s direction.

But all Sachin and Sanjay do is grin back and high-five each other. “He’s just ashamed that he bottoms so he doesn’t want us meeting his boyfriend.” Sanjay says cheekily.

Payal smacks his head. “How dare you talk to your older brother with such cheek?”

“Sorry, not sorry.” Sanjay says before running away as fast as he can.

Payal just shakes her head at her son.

“But seriously, who tops?” Sachin asks. One look from his mother, sends him running too.

“Bhai, I’ll make sure Sachin and Sanjay aren’t home when you bring him around.” Tara says.

“I’d appreciate that.” Aarav says with a smile.

“So bring him around soon.” Anjili insists. She then turns to NK. “Where’s Diane and the kids.”

“She couldn’t get off work and the kids have school, unfortunately.” He replied.

“That’s a shame but at least you’re here.”

“I’ll always be here for Khushi.” He said with a smile, and then he spotted someone in the distance. “Babuji!”

He hurried off to where Khushi’s mother, father and bua were talking to Nik and Natalie and Payal and Akash followed him.

Meanwhile, Amba and Logan jr were having a serious/not so serious conversation.

“So this wedding officially makes me your brother.” Logan said.

“Step brother.” Corrected Amba.

“Yeah but if we have sex, it’ll still be weird.” He joked with a grin.

Amba laughed. “We already promised to stop when we found out about the wedding.”

“Yeah but I’m going to miss it.” He said with mock sincerity.

She shoved at him. “Eww just get a girlfriend you dick!”

Logan sr watched this transaction and shook his head at his children. Arnav walked towards Logan.

“Kids are just the craziest, aren’t they?” Logan said.

Arnav glanced at the direction of his own son and saw that he was still being interrogated about his boyfriend by his sister and her husband and wondered if he should go over their and save him. After thinking about for a second, he decides that Aarav can suffer for a while longer.

“They sure are.” He chuckled. There was a pause as Arnav gathered his words. “I know all’s fair in love and war, and I also know that you’ll take good care of Khushi. Please cherish her like I never could and never treat her how I did.”

Logan stuck his hand out for Arnav to shake. “Thank you. I hope you find happiness too.”

Arnav looked towards where Khushi was laughing with her parents and bua.

“My happiness will always be with her and since her happiness is with you, I wish you happiness.”

Logan smiled. “I used to think that too when my wife died. But Khushi helped me find happiness again. And I know you’ll find yours again.”

Arnav smiled back. “I hope so.”

“Excuse me.” Logan said as he moved to where Khushi was.

Khushi was talking to Matt. When Matt saw him a look of relief flooded his face. “Oh thank God, Logan, tell your wife to stop thanking me.”

“Are you thanking him again?” Logan asked Khushi. She nodded. “Good, let me join you. Thank you so much for helping save Amba.”

“Oh for God’s sake! You two are made for each other.” Matt said in frustration.

“Thank you.” They said in unison.

They continued thanking him for his assistance until Matt gave up and walked away. Logan and Khushi laughed before sharing a chaste kiss.

“Our family is crazy.” Logan said as he observed the guests.

“Yes they are. Any regrets?” Khushi asked as he looked up at him.

He looked down and he saw the love in his eyes being reflected back into hers. “None what so ever.” He said as he bent down to kiss her again.

They both sigh into the kiss, revelling in their happily ever after.

“For God’s sake we have children at this wedding!” Karan proclaimed causing the couple to break apart. “You’re scarring them.”

Khushi stuck her tongue out at him. “Shut up Karan, you’re just jealous.”

Karan rolled his eyes. “As if! Come on, we’re taking a family picture.”

He went ahead and Khushi extended her hand for Logan to take. Logan took her hand with a grin on his face and they happily followed to where the picture would be taken. They stood in the centre as their family gathered around them. As the photographer set up the camera, they couldn’t help but think about how lucky they are to have found each other.

“I love you.” Whispered Logan to Khushi.

“I love you too.” She whispered back.

There was a clicking sound to seal the precious moment forever.

The End