Third person's POV Yet, despite his best efforts to distance himself, he couldn't help but notice the hurt in Tami's eyes, a reflection of his pain mirrored back at him. Guilt gnawed at him as he realized that he should not be rude to her, she could have refused to marry him. Maybe he should even see the depth of her sacrifice, stepping into the role of his bride out of duty even after he yelled at her and accused her that she was responsible for all this. She could have refused to get married after he threatened her that he would never accept her, but she chose to accept all this. Their interactions were strained, filled with awkward silences and tense moments as they navigated the shared space. Tami was a bit depressed and each passing glance served as a painful reminder of the chasm between them, a divide that seemed quite impossible to bridge for her at the moment, but she thought of giving it her best shot.She came out after getting freshened and then she opened the bag to fin
Tami's POV Once I was ready, we both went out and touched the feet of Mehul uncle, he blessed me with a broad smile and then I touched Megha Aunty's feet. She kissed my forehead and gave me blessings and together they asked me not to do it again as I was just like Mahi to them.Some guests who were about to leave, bustled us, offering congratulations and well wishes, oblivious to the underlying tension between us. Forced to play the part of the happily married couple, we exchanged polite smiles and small talk and took their teasing, all the while I was acutely aware of the unspoken emotions lingering beneath the surface.Though we prepared to face the day ahead, the weight of our forced companionship hung heavy in the air, overshadowing any semblance of joy or celebration. Yet, amidst the turmoil, I saw a faint glimmer of hope, a silent acknowledgment that perhaps, in time, we would find solace in each other's company.But for now, we remained two strangers bound by circumstance, our
Tami's POV " Will you please shut up?? " " No, this is my home too, if my home is Mahi's home, her home is also mine. I will say what I like if you don't want to hear it. Close your ears. " He said. " Ughh!! I hate you. Mahi, why did you have to fall for him? " Mihir said getting annoyed. " Same here! Tami, I was wondering how such a sweet girl like you fell for this idiot?? There are so many other good men... " " I wish she had not... " Mihir said and I felt very bad. " Mihir!! Stop it!! Stop being rude! She is your wife, you must respect her feelings, mind it, she is my daughter now and I will not tolerate any rude behavior with her. " Mehul uncle said firmly. We all had breakfast, and Megha Aunty told us that Siddh, Sri, and Kabir were coming to take me home for the pag phera, after breakfast, I smiled at that but was still thinking about how he must have reacted to the fact that Gaurvi left with Shlok ji. After some time, Siddh Sri and Kabir came with lots of gifts sweet
Gautami's POVEveryone had come there by now, I hugged, Dadu, Dadi, Chachu, Chachi, mausi, and Kshitij uncle, they all were very happy to see me and gave me many compliments. And finally, I met my Mom. She also had tears in her eyes just like Dad. " You are looking so pretty... " She said getting emotional. " We both took after you in looks, Mom. You are so beautiful at this age, see Dad is still so crazy about you. " I said and she shook her head blushing. " This color always suits you so well. " She said caressing my cheek. Megha Aunty gave me this and asked me to wear it. " I said and she nodded and asked me to sit. " What was Mehul's reaction, when he got to know it was you? " Dad asked me. " I don't know Dad but he was absolutely normal and was smiling in the morning along with everyone else. Megha Aunty seemed to have explained everything to them. They all were very good to me. " I assured them. " And Mihir?? " Dad asked. Siddh had asked me the same question as soon
Tami's POV When Mom and I were alone, I told her that I needed my stuff." But you have the bags with you." " Mom, those things belong to Di, I am not comfortable using them. You can give it to her. " I said with a bent head. " You never behave like this all those things are new, you can use them. I will get you more " Mom said but when I didn't say anything, she looked at my face and asked, " What happened, Tami? " " Nothing Mom, I just don't want to use her stuff. " I said looking away, she always reads my mind. " Did Mihir say something to you regarding this? "She asked. Oh, God!! She always comes to know things. " No, Mom, I just need my stuff. I am not her, and you know that our tastes are different. I have some very good dresses, I will pack them. " I said and took out my dresses, there were also a few that I had not even worn till now. Then I took out my night suits and started packing. " Tami, you can't take them... " She said and took them out of my bag. " Why no
Tami's POV Mihir's arrival added another layer to the evening, his presence was both welcomed and tinged with discomfort at the same time. Mom and Chachi had prepared a lavish feast, a symphony of North Indian and Gujarati delicacies, as a testament to familial love and hospitality for him a warm gesture to show that he was a part of this family as well. He loved it, yet I could see that beneath the surface, his emotions simmered, memories of his lost love and the obligation to my family were also to be fulfilled. His eyes were searching for someone who was obviously not here and it caused pain to him and me as well. Mom and Chachi were serving food on his plate continuously and Mihir savored each dish with the gusto of a true foodie, but still at the same time his heart weighed heavy with unresolved emotions. Despite his best efforts to wear a facade of politeness and friendliness, the echoes of past heartbreak colored his every gesture, his smiles failing to reach the depths o
Tami's POV Coming out of the room I saw that he was sitting on one edge of the bed and looked into his phone. I didn't want to get in the bed as it seemed awkward. He must have been very uncomfortable on that couch. So I took out some of the stuff from my bag and deliberately kept some on the couch so that he wouldn't take the couch again. I wanted him to sleep on the bed so that I could take the couch without any arguments. So I thought of unpacking my bag and hanging my clothes in the wardrobe." Where can I keep my stuff? There is a lot of it, I need space." I said. " The left side of the walk-in wardrobe is mine, you can use the other side, there is a lot of space to accommodate all your stuff and more. But don't put your things on my side. " "Thanks. " I said. As I carefully unpacked my belongings in our new shared space, I couldn't shake off the awkwardness that hung in the air like a heavy cloud. His words stung, reminding me of the unconventional circumstances that led
Tami's POV " I know you will not trust me, as you have decided to think the worst about me. But I really didn't order them, maybe uncle sent the wrong box by mistake. " I said. " Oh please, stop lying! " He said and just then we saw a card that had fallen off the box. I picked it up and read it. Hello sweetheart, I saw you got a lot of dresses of all kinds but didn't take any nice nightwear, maybe you were feeling shy about getting them from me, but I am very cool about it as it is my profession and you are just like my daughters and my niece Myra. I even gifted some to her. You can't wear those boring night dresses meant for maidens or middle-aged women. So I am sending some very cute and a bit naughty nightwear for you as these were a part of the bridal collection. Take them as a gift from me. Do wear them for him. He will appreciate it, every man does, and he has every right to see you in them. Thank me later. With best wishes from Your favorite uncleMohit paul. I read