True love always wins

Divya POV

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I went to the changing room and locked the door. I started changing my dress. I put the skirt on before putting the blouse on. I wore my earrings and necklace. It was looking good on me. My hair is held loose. Then, I started arranging the dupatta pleats. I tried to set my dupatta pleats on my shoulder with the help of pins. Even so, the dupatta pleats keep falling on my arm.

Oh god! I'm such a mess.

I took a deep breath and decided to try for one last time. I started arranging the pleats all over again, with full concentration this time. I was struggling to get the pleats right and helpless. I finally decided to ask Hema for help. I opened the door of my room slightly and peeked out. Hema was nowhere to be seen. However, when I saw Daksh standing a few feet away and talking on the phone. I got relief seeing him. He hung up call.

"Daksh" I called him quietly. His eyes landed on me as he raised his eyebrows in question.

"Can you come in here for a second?" I asked and gave him my puppy-dog eyes. He sighed and entered the room.

"Now tell me why the hell are you calling me" He asked me irritatingly. At first, I was a bit hurt, but I composed myself.

"Can you help me, please? I don't know how to pleat the dupatta" I told him softly.

"I will call Hema. She will help you with this" He said and ready to leave the room. I hold his wrist.

"No! No! Please don't call her. What she will think about me when I tell her I don't know how to pleat a dupatta?" I asked him.

"Then you should have learnt these things before you joined modeling" He snapped at me. I feel bad.

"I wish my mom was alive. I can ask her anything I want. She will teach me all these things without any complaint" I whispered and tears rolled down my face. His eyes widened before they soften, and he looked at me.

He sighed "I'm so sorry for what I said. I never meant to make you feel bad. Please don't cry" He says guiltily, rubbing his face with his hands.

"Come here, let me help you wear the dupatta" He said and started adjusting my dupatta on the shoulder and my waist.

Our eyes lock in the mirror, and my breath hitched looking at his black orbs staring at me intently. He finished arranging the pleats. I turned around to face him. I put my hands around his neck. He stiffened.

"Please forgive me Daksh. I can't take this anymore. I will do anything you say for your forgiveness" I begged him. He untangle my arms away from his neck.

"I need some time. I can't forgive you right now" He said and was about to leave.

I felt a wave of emotion hitting me, "At least, please forgive me before I die" I told him, the only thing I managed to choke out. He stiffened up before walking out of the room, without looking at me. I wiped my tears away.

"I pity you. I think he didn't forgive you yet, and you have only 3 hours to win the challenge" I turned to seeing the voice of the owner. It's none other than Maya.

"You don't need to pity me. Maya, sometimes words cannot explain the feeling, but still I can find the love in his eyes. You can't separate me and my true love. If my love for him is true, god will help me to win this challenge!" I told her confidently. Maya left the room angrily.

Then Makeup artist came, did my hair and makeup for photoshoot, and I loved the results. I got ready and left the room.

I entered the studio. My gaze landed on Daksh. He was smiling and talking to Hema. As soon as he saw me, his eyes filled with desire. I blushed under his gaze.

Hema followed Daksh's gazes turned to me. As soon as she saw me, a bright smile lit up her face, and she came over to me.

"You look stunning, Divya" Hema told appreciating my look.

"Thank you" I told her shyly. Daksh stood at the back, his eyes never leaving mine. He didn't utter a word, just kept looking at me.

"We should get started" Maya said while holding her camera. "Can you put your hand in your hair please" Maya asked me nicely because Daksh was standing a few feet away. So she is behaving nicely with me.

"You sit on the couch now and look to the right" She said. I sat on to the couch and looked to the right. Daksh eyes didn't leave me. The next one hour, I was being photographed from pose to pose.

"That's a wrap for Ethnic shoot" Maya told before pulling the camera from her face.

"All right send the copies to me" Daksh announced and Hema told me to change the dress.

Sighing in relief, I dashed inside the changing room. I started removing my jewelry when I smelled something burning. I sniffed the air as I saw smoke on the air.

What is that?

I turned around and looked at the other side of the room. There's an Air Conditioner placed upon a switch board sparkling with electric fire. There is a fire in the circuit, and I got afraid seeing it.

My room was soon filled with smoke. I tried not to inhale the smoke. The smoke was so thick that it was very difficult to breathe. I start coughing uncontrollably with the smoke filling my lungs.

All of a sudden, the Air Conditioner blast causing fire. My eyes went wide just looking at the storming fire. The whole room was in fire. I screamed and quickly run towards the door, but before I reach the door, the ceiling collapsed blocking the room door. I tried lifting the wood, but it was on fire.

'This can't be the way I'm going to die.'

"AHHHHH DAKSHHH " I screamed to run around to find any escape. I look around frantically. The whole room was in fire flames.

"Doll, are you in there?!" I heard Daksh screaming from outside the door.

"Daksh, I'm stuck here. I can't get out!" I yelled standing near the door. My heart is pounding against my chest. I can hardly breathe.

"Daksh, I can't open the room door. A wooden plank fell on my way out, blocking the exit" I yelled as I felt my burning sensation on my back. I immediately turned and looked down. I saw the hem of my dupatta caught fire. It was a small flame, and I tried to brush it off with my hands.

I heard Daksh yelling outside to switch off the main power. He abruptly broke the glass of the window. He jumped inside and when he found me, he ran towards me. He immediately removed my dupatta and threw it away. I hugged him tightly.

"Daksh, we should get out now" I whispered nervously.

"No, how can we go? Its fire all over there" He said looking around worriedly. The room where we were standing are filled with fire and smoke. We coughed, unable to breath. The crew members splash water on the fire.

"Doll come. We have to make cool to ourselves first" He grabbed my hand and took me with him to the bathroom. He shut the door as we were breathing heavily. Then, he opened the shower tap. We stood under the shower. I closed my eyes as I rest on my head against his chest. His hand rested on my bare waist.

"You're all right, sweetheart. I've got you. I promise you. Nothing will happen! We just need to go out. The rescue team will help us" He said. I could hear his heartbeat beating fast.

"Relax Daksh, I am fine now" I told to try to make him relax.

"How can you expect me to relax when you're stuck in a fire?" He said panicking.

"But I don't care even if I die, it will be with you. I will love you until my dying breath because my heart and soul belong to you" I told him sincerely.

"Please don't talk about death. I'm regretful sweetheart. I'm regretful for ignoring you. I'm sorry for giving you stress when you wanted us to have a good conversation. Instead, I acted like a jerk by ignoring you when you would try to talk to me. I'm sorry for hurting you" He said as he removed one of his hands from my waist and cupped my cheek.

"Am I forgiven?" I asked him softly.

"You don't need to ask forgiveness from me. Today, I realized something. I can't live without you. All I know is that I'm lost without you. For a moment, I thought I was never going to see you again" He whispered. I smiled hearing his words. My heart flutters, skipping a beat, on hearing his wholehearted words.

Suddenly, we heard someone knocking on the door, "Sir. The firemen managed to extinguish the flames successfully. You can come out now"

"Let's go out" Daksh said as he took off his jacket and wrapped me with it. He wrapped his other hand around my waist, holding me tightly. We both came out of the bathroom, and I was shocked to see the room.

Thank goodness! The fire men put out the fire, but the dressing room was completely ruined. I felt very bad.

Then we went outside. As soon as Hema saw me, she sighed in relief and came over to me.

"Thank god Divya, are you okay?" She asked hugging me worriedly. I broke the hug after few seconds.

"Yeah, I am fine. Don't worry" I assured with a smile while I saw Maya looking at Daksh's hand which was holding my waist. Her palms were in a tight fist.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I acted like I was about to faint.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" He wrapped his one arm around my shoulder and his other hand holding my cheek.

"I feel dizzy. I can't walk or stand" I told him and leaned my head on his shoulder.

Without another word, Daksh bent, caught me under my legs, and scooped me up into his arms. He carried me to the rest of the way. I lifted my head and looked at Maya. She was seething in anger watching me in Daksh arms. Maya stared back at me with rage filled eyes, and I shot her a quick wink. That's what you deserve!

Then, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and I laid my head in the curve of his shoulder. I sighed happily and closed my eyes.

Finally, I won the challenge.

True love always wins.

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Precap - "Next month is Mom's and Dad's anniversary. So Anahita planned for a surprise for Mom and Dad by her visit from London. Moreover, she's going to stay here for three months" Daksh said happily.

How is it?