Days passed, and Veda's silence grew thicker than ever. Adyant tried to break the ice, but she remained distant.The tension between them remained palpable until one morning, when Adyant's mother burst into their bedroom with a wedding card in her hand."Good news! Your Aarti aunt's son, Anant, is getting married, and we're all invited! We all have to leave for Malabar hills next week and be there until the wedding. Your mausi wants us to attend all the functions there. Adyant's mother beamed.Adyant's expression remained neutral and uninterested but Veda sensed a flicker of interest.She had always loved weddings and functions while Adyant had never been fond of them."When is the wedding?" Veda asked, trying to sound enthusiastic."In two days. We'll leave tomorrow morning," Adyant's mother replied, beaming with joy.Adyant groaned inwardly.A wedding. Forced proximity with Veda, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to face her again.In the past he never wanted to spend any time wit
Adyant woke up, feeling an unusual sense of lightness. He turned to his side, expecting to see Veda's beautiful smiling face, but she was already up and getting ready in the bathroom."Veda?" he called out, trying to sound casual.The bathroom door opened slowly, and Veda stepped out, her expression neutral."Good morning," she said, her voice lacking the warmth from the previous night as if she had forgotten everything which had happened last night Adyant felt a pang of disappointment, but couldn't quite put his finger on why."Good morning," he replied back, trying to gauge her mood.Veda began to get ready, her movements swift and efficient with no expression on her face.Adyant watched, sensing a distance he couldn't explain but all he felt was a sense of emptiness inside him again."Veda, can we talk?" he asked, sitting up in bed.She paused, her eyes meeting him for a brief moment as he looked at him for a minute, her expression unreadable."Not now, Adyant. I have to get the k
Adyant stepped out of his office building, greeted by the warm evening sun. The day had been long and grueling, but his mind wasn't on work. All he could think of was Veda.He had already made sure to block all of Vidyut's phone numbers and he had no interest in hearing that man's nonsense any longer.Adyant's thoughts drifted back towards Veda again. Her word's still lingered in his thoughts: "There's a lot you don't know about me, Adyant. You never tried to know, and maybe... maybe you'll never know."Her words haunted him as the guint gnawed inside his chest continuously.As he walked towards his Mercedes, he noticed a street vendor selling roses and flowers nearby. The vendor's enthusiastic call caught his attention and he looked around to find the man behind him."Sir, take one for your lovely wife! Make her day special!" The man said, showing Adyant all those red roses.Adyant hesitated, but the vendor's words struck a chord inside his heart. He thought of Veda, her gentle smile
Adyant's onyx eyes slowly opened, greeted by the warm sunlight streaming through the window. He winced slightly, rubbing his temples. His head pounded, a lingering reminder of last night's whiskey.He sat up, scanning the room. His eyes darted towards the other side. Veda's side of the bed was empty, her pillow untouched."Veda?" he called out, his voice hoarse.Silence.She was nowhere to be seen.Adyant swung his legs over the side of the bed, planting his feet firmly on the ground. His mind replayed the events of the previous night – the Antakshari game, Vidyut's presence, Veda and Vidyut laughing and playing together and his own outburst.“Fuck! What the hell had come over me last night?” He muttered to himself, cursing as he remembered everything which had happened the previous night.Regret crept inside him, mingling with his morning-after haze.He made his way to the large balcony, squinting in the bright glimmering light. The garden below was peaceful and serene but the tuls
Adyant stumbled through the front door, his vision blurry from the whiskey and the alcohol running inside him. The evening's events replayed in his mind, fueling his jealousy to a huge extent.Vidyut's smile, Veda's laughter, their victorious hug. Every moment taunted him.It haunted him.He staggered upstairs, his footsteps heavy. The bedroom door creaked open, and he entered, slamming it shut behind him.Veda lay asleep, her peaceful face illuminated by the moonlight.She looked serene.Adyant's gaze lingered, his emotions in turmoil as he wished to take her in his arms and punish her with a brutal and rough kiss which she could never forget in all her life.He approached the bed, his movements unsteady. Veda's gentle breathing contrasted with his own ragged gasps."Veda," he slurred, his voice low and husky.Veda stirred, opening her eyes slowly "Adyant? What time is it?"Adyant's eyes narrowed, his jealousy boiling over. "Time…..Yes you had such a good time today. You were enjoyin
The opulent Rathore mansion, nestled in the heart of the city, hummed with warmth and laughter. The sprawling living room, adorned with intricate wooden carvings and vibrant artwork, was lighting up with the laughter of family members as they all spent time together talking and playing games.The Rathore family, a loving and lively family, filled the space with their presence. Adyant's grandparents sat on a plush couch, engrossed in a game of cards. His parents chatted while Aadita and the boys were busy scrolling through their phones. Adyant's uncle and aunt joined in, sharing stories of their latest travel to Los Angel's.Veda moved effortlessly with the tray of tea in her hands.Her elegant saree rustled as she poured tea for the family while the kids played quietly in the corner, lost in their own little world with their toys and teddies.As the evening sun cast a golden glow through the large windows, the doorbell rang, breaking the cozy atmosphere and surrounding. Veda wiped her