Divorce and a New Beginning

“There is no brother for me, no parents…

and I am no one’s wife anymore.

Now get ready to meet the new Sia.”

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

Sia opened it.

Standing in front of her was her elder brother, Rudra Oberoi.

The hatred burning in Sia’s eyes pierced Rudra’s heart, sending a sharp pain through it.

He was about to speak when Sia said coldly—

“Did you need something from me, Mr. Oberoi?”

Rudra was taken aback.

“Child… what are you saying? I’m your elder brother.”

There was not even a hint of softness in Sia’s eyes.

She replied,

“You may be my brother to the world,

but for me, you are just Mr. Oberoi.”

Hearing this, Rudra’s heart clenched in pain.

Sia was about to close the door when Rudra said,

“Mr. Rathore is here. He has called you to the hall downstairs.”

Without changing her expression, Sia said,

“Alright, Mr. Oberoi. You may go… I’ll be there shortly.”

Hearing “Mr. Oberoi” once again made Rudra’s heart feel even heavier.

Sia knew exactly why Mr. Rathore had come today.

And this time, she made a silent promise to herself—

she would live only for herself.

After some time, she came downstairs, fresh and composed.

A red suit, earrings swaying gently, red lipstick, and her hair left open.

She looked stunning… but there was no love in her eyes anymore—only fire.

Everyone was already seated in the hall—

her parents, all three brothers, Ritu, and her two husbands—Aryan and Arya.

Sia looked at her family with empty eyes…

then at her husbands.

As Sia descended the stairs,

both Aryan and Arya felt their heartbeats race.

But one question echoed in their minds—

“Why is there so much hatred in her eyes today?”

Divorce

Sia sat down on the sofa.

Opposite her, the entire family sat on a large couch.

On another sofa sat Aryan and Arya.

Aryan pushed the papers toward her and said,

“We want a divorce.

Sign these…

or I have other ways to make it happen.”

The divorce papers were placed on the table.

Arya spoke in a cold tone,

“Sign them quickly.

Your tears won’t change this decision.”

Sia looked at both of them silently.

There were no tears in her eyes—no fear either.

She stood up, picked up the pen,

and without saying a single word—

signed the divorce papers.

Then she said calmly,

“Tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m., our divorce will be finalized.

I’ve already spoken to the lawyer.”

The entire hall fell silent.

A question echoed in Arya’s mind—

“Is this the same girl

who once did anything just to get attention?”

Sia’s silent acceptance and signature left a strange ache

in both Aryan’s and Arya’s hearts.

Somewhere deep inside,

they felt they were losing something truly precious. 🖤

Just then, Sia’s mother said mockingly,

“Sia, are you planning another drama

just to trouble Mr. Rathore?”

Sia looked at her and replied,

“No, Mrs. Oberoi.

I’m not making any excuses.”

“That’s disrespectful! I’m your mother!”

For the first time, Sia raised her voice—

“What have you ever done for me?

When did you sit and eat with me?

When did you feed me with your own hands?

When did you ever speak to me from your heart?”

Then she turned to Aryan and Arya and said,

“Remember—

10:00 a.m. tomorrow, in court.

I don’t like waiting.”

Saying this, Sia walked away to her room without looking back.

And in the hall…

only a deep, suffocating silence remained.