The girl who stole his heart

Prologue I'm looking at the mirror in front of me. The mirror is showing me a beautiful girl in bridal attire. The mangalsutra (nuptial chain) is hanging on her neck and Sindur (vermilion) is filled on her hair partition screaming that she is now someone's wife. She is taken and marked. She is looking gorgeous with everything but her smile has faded away from her lips Till now she was happy, really she was and why won't she be? After all she got married to the person she loved. Who loved her or she thought he did. The room is decorated for my wedding night with my husband. "why did you do this with me? Why? I loved you. I really did. I thought you also did but how wrong I was. From my childhood I got only the tag of being cursed. I believe that I am really cursed but then you came to change that but again you prove

Chapter 2 Mehak's pov I have been waiting for the bus for the past 5 minutes but it's not coming. Guess what I think I missed my bus and I'm going to be late just great. After waiting for another 5 minutes the bus came but it was too crowded. But I don't have any other options. Sighing with a lot of trouble I hop in the bus. All seats are full and only mens are standing with two females including me. The other girl is a school girl. I was standing beside her and surfing through my playlist to find a good song. I had my earplugs in.. The driver is driving too rash or the man behind me is doing it intentionally? He is constantly hitting on me and touching me. It's nothing new for me because most of the d

Chapter 4Mehak's pov I came out and found the shot is still going on. No one needed me, that's a relief. Samar was taking a chance to touch Anisha mam during the scene which she avoided very coolly. If I was in her place if… The day passed in a blur and it's time for my night job as a waitress. I reach the hotel where I work. It's a typical Indian restaurant but a high class one. Everything is classing and authentic. We have to wear saree here when we serve the customers. And talk in Hindi no English.. And it's the perfect job for me. I changed into my uniform that is a blue saree with cream borders and the same pattern blouse. Tying my hair in a sleek bun and putting my bindi after doing my makeup completed my look. 

Chapter 6Mehak's pov The light fell on pihu mam and she fainted because it fell on her head. Blood is oozing out of her head. Everyone rushed towards her including me. "we have to take her hospital," kiaan sir screamed as he picked her up in bridal style With him, the director sir also went to the hospital. It's not the first time that this kind of accident happened in the middle of the shooting but this time it's really risky as Pihu mam was drunk. God please save her… "today's shooting is wrapped up, you all can go," our assistant director sir said and we all packed our things and left I have a lot of time before my shift starts in the hotel so I can go home. And take rest.. I went and saw my brother was still studying. His exams are com

 Mehak's pov Ever happened when you want something to get canceled and it got canceled? Imagine the happiness that's what I'm feeling right now.