2nd October 1999Aanya's POV:I noticed how Stasia didn't question the fact that both of us needed separate room. I turned my gaze back to Evan's bedroom door. "Stasia, you mentioned that no one is alowed inside Evan's room. Is that a strict rule?""Its a strict rule. Not even I have stepped foot inside that bedroom. That room is like his sanctuary. Of course, since you are his wife you are exempt from that rule." I gave her an awkward smile. She knows something is up, doesn't she?Stasia led me back to the kitchen so that she could feed me my breakfast. We arrived in the kitchen and she had me sit in one of the bar stools. "It is usually quiet after Mr Rodriguez goes to the office" she said"What time does he usually leave?""He wakes up early and leaves an hour or half-an-hour later""So, how long have you been working for Evan?""I have been with that child from his adolescence. His own past is like an onion. So many layers, and peeling back that layers is not easy. Never seen a p
2nd October 1999Aanya’s POV: Today was a hectic day, the café just got busier as the day went on and now I am in Ryan’s car which he insisted I get into so he can drop me off. I did not argue, not one bit. We talked the whole way. My whole life I had difficulties interacting with boys which resulted in me not having boyfriends or friends that were boys and it was a bit hard for Ryan but eventually, he succeeded and we both became best friends then came Charlotte. Since the time I have known him and the time he has known Charlotte, he only told me two thing about her - He doesn't like her. He refused to speak or say anything to her or about her. It has always been his sixth sense to know what kind of altitude and personality a person possess.I and Charlotte are close but not close like me and Ryan. There was always something odd about the way is around me, too clingy and always wanting my attention, that was the second and last thing Ryan told me about Charlotte. In the past months
Aanya’s POV: Ibantos is amazing. The culture, the people, the food, the monument, the different places, it’s just too beautiful. Some might say I am a bit too biased in my opinion about Ibantos since I was born there and the first 10 years of my life were spent in that single country except for the first six months after I was born. I lived in Cerria since my father moved there for his job. After some time we went back to India to my mother’s home town and lived there till my brother was born. After he was born we went to my father’s home town. Personally, I preferred my mother’s home town because… just yeah, I just preferred it. The most wonderful thing I love about Ibantos is the food. The spicy food, street food, and evening snacks. Just mouth-watering. And today here I am in Deria, well on my way to at least, a small city to the south of Ibantos.Evan’s card is now short of at least £100000. Sucks for him. Evan Rodriguez should have never belittled me. The day after our little “c
6th October 1999Aanya’s POV: Today I'm decked out in a full pink ensemble: a pink floral crop top paired with loose fitted pants and an ankle length cardigan covered in matching floral prints. It's got a bit of flair and I love it.Yesterday, Anita and I went shopping together. She invited me to tag along wiith her family. It feels amazing to be back with her especially since we haven't seen each other in forever. Our families have always been close: Anita's mom and mine were practically sisters and our brothers were best friends.Anita's in-laws are incredibly kind and welcoming, and Anita just seem to glow every time I see her, especially around her husband - Ranveer Agarwal - whom I met for the first time two days ago. Quiet, observent and definitely a workaholic, but it's clear Anita's will be his first thought and concern with every fibre in his body. The way his eyes shine when he looks at Anita, the brightest moon during the darkest night.Since I got here, only Ryan and Charl
Aanya’s POV: I am a mess. My head is pounding, my room is a wreck, and I feel like puking. All in one. It’s the most terrible way to start my morning. To add to that, someone is knocking on my door for the past 5 minutes. ‘Just leave’, I want to shout at the person behind those doors but I can’t, I can’t be rude to them. I got up and went to open the door. A room attendant, a male and the same height as mine, was standing outside with a tray full of food, water and tablets. Huh?? “You morning breakfast, ma’am.” “But I don’t remember ordering anything.” “It’s one of the special services you paid for ma’am” Then he turned around and left. Thank I guess. What a morning! I pulled the tray inside and closed the door. I looked around my room to see the dress I wore yesterday is one the floor, my suitcase is wide open, I am just wearing a big shirt – don’t even know where that came from – and the bathroom and closet room is wide open. Great!! I started cleaning by brushing my teeth and
Aanya's POV: It's almost 12:30 pm and the wedding is almost about to start and I am still half dressed. I still need to do my makeup and some slight changes to my hair. The wedding starts in 15 mins. The past 2 days have been hell for me. Maybe hell itself might be an understatement. ~Flashback~ "Why did you have to follow me to India and then follow me around the mall? It's embarrassing!!" "Maybe you should have thought about that before leaving" "I sent you a message and an email!!" I shouted "Explain the £70000" "There is nothing to explain. You called me a gold digger and give me your black card. I used it to my advantage" "Why the fuck did you donate to the charity then?!?!" he started getting frustrated "I was hoping you wouldn't find out but since you did, you should be thankful. I am trying to help you." He started speeding and I had to clutch onto the seats tightly "Can you please slow down? You are going over the speed limit!!" He kept quiet and kept on speeding.
Anaya’s POV: I always loved psychology. I wanted to take a course on it for university but my father didn’t support it. He told me to have a 9 am-5 pm job so I will be able to have a social circle and life. Not like I wanted or didn’t want one. I did take it for my A-Levels, it was amazing. I always believed there is something psychological behind everything, including family. Psychologically family is defined as a group of two or more persons related by birth, marriage or adoption who live together. But I don’t think just because they live together, they will be a family. Close family relationships afford a person better physical, mental, and emotional health. I never had a sense of peace and harmony in the house I lived with my father and mother close to each other. It affected my siblings and me a lot. My father had anger issues and my mother was never really happy with how things went on when she was not nearby. They both didn’t like what each other liked to do. But what my pare
Evan’s POV: I was talking about the threats I have been receiving from a gang about Aanya when I received a call from my secretary. “Speak” “Sir, Mrs Rodriguez's naked pictures are going viral on the internet.” “What!?” I heard a door slam nearby. I started moving to the door to exit. “I want it off the internet and everybody in the fucking world in the next 1 hour. I don’t want to hear anybody speaking about it. Not. A. Single. Soul. Do you understand?” “Yes sir. It will be done in less than an hour.” I ended the call and reached downstairs where everyone was gathered. Father and Ryker were behind me. The tele was on and the news reporter was going on about the different speculation. Everyone was watching the news and the emotion on everyone’s face was different. Some were angry, some shocked, some sad. It was Chester’s emotion that intrigued me. “CHESTER!” Aanya was at the top of the stairs. Some of her mascara was smeared across her face while her face totally red from tears