My sight gets blurry as tears fill in my eyes, " Is everything alright? '' Arnav asks me as he runs his gaze on all faces and rests on mine.
" I'm missing my brother. " I blurt. I don't want my mother and elder brother to reply to him, indeed I want them away from my life. They two and my ex are such people on the earth whom I'll never forgive. I hate them from the core of my heart.
" Well! I've got a surprise for you and it's waiting for your attention. " He smiles and gestures at the doorway with his index finger.
I follow the direction of his finger. My lips erupt into a huge smile, " Ruu! " I squeal and rush at him. I tightly hug him. Unbelievable, but he returns it.
" How are you, Hana? " He smiles as he instantly pulls back.
We still use the name for each other. We were addicted to using the names in our childhood days whe
I stare at my image in the mirror. I'm draped into a baby pink gown, pink plump heels, pink lips. I gulp. I never imagined myself in pink colour. It still seems unbelievable that he's behind bars and Harleen helped me. He's found guilty. It has been a month. I don't wanna think about bad memories of my life. I've promised myself to start a new life with my husband. No shadow of my past. We've completed six months of this wedding. Arnav is taking me out, it's another date. He always surprises me and fills my life with happiness. ' My first sight love,' My phone pings, grabbing my attention. I smile, glancing down at his name. I click on it. Arnav brought this dress last night for me. I didn't
She was sleeping when I left for my office. I was waiting for her to make a move. She contacted him via FB when she couldn't get her phone. He called her daily from a private number. It's impossible that I'll put her in danger. When I was in my office. She booked a flight to India. She was doing it again. She was planning to go away without informing me again. "Sir, the plane is ready," Kabir says, walking into my office. I nod my head and grab my phone from the desk. I heave deeply as I dial a number. He answers on the first ring. "Hi, brother." "Are you ready?" I ask. I trace my fingers on the photo frame. Her tongue is stuck out, her eyes are smiling. I glanced at her with a smile. Karan clicked this. Beginni
I'm on the verge of tears. I drop my phone in my handbag. I grab our wedding picture from the nightstand and slip it into the handbag. I sit down on the couch. I grab a paper and pen. ' I'll come home soon. Three or four days! I also need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad like last time. ' I put the pen back. I crack my knuckles. I don't know anything about yesterday. He can do anything, harm me, kill me. I don't know if I'll be able to see my husband again. After knowing what happened in my past, I'm not certain about Arnav. The complicated question is - will he accept me? I'm scared to lose him. After a deep sigh, I throttle the pen between my fingers. I scrub the pen over the paper. &nbs
After they left for California. I returned to our room. I remove my heels and dupatta, putting them on the edge of the mattress. This dress is showing my cleavage. I frown at it. I'm alone in the room. I don't feel it necessary to cover it with a dupatta. I couldn't grope the closet. It's the biggest one. It would take hours. Biting down on my lip, I head toward its door. I swipe the back of my hand over my forehead. I have looked through every possible place. I started from his files, clothes. I couldn't get it anywhere. "Are you looking for something?" I startle and pivot on my heels. He isn't wearing his shirt, only his slacks he wore before
I keep looking at him. My cheek is pressed hard against the pillow. I want it to swallow me. He fastens his cufflinks. There's grace in his every small move. I'm the opposite of him. I'm quarrelsome sometimes, I'm always ready to fight for my rights. He's calm like a calm sea. He handles things with love. He knows to make my anger disappear. I blinked, breaking the spell of my thinking of him. He buttons his waistcoat and grabs his coat from the couch. A chill rakes my body seeping into my bones. The thought of parting from him always frightens me, unsettles me. He inclines down. My nose fills with cedar, sandalwood, Basil. His fingers slide in the back of my head. He pecks on my lips. We greet each other with our genuine smiles. "Don't go anywhere witho
I press my back against the side of the pool and stretch my arms out, gripping the ledge. I haven't felt so stressed before. I can see her from afar. She's still under doss. She should wake up. Pehu couldn't say anything. She doesn't wanna say anything until she talks to her. I stormed out of my office when I got a call from my mother. I clench my teeth. I respect her because she's my mother. She shouldn't do this to her. I shake my head and pull myself out of the pool. I grab the towel and rub it on my nape and head. I slip into a white boxer. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I don't know. Will she remember me this time? I touch her cheek slightly with the