March 2011, India."We're going out for dinner. Get ready by seven." Rahul said tying his shoe lace. He walked up to her and lifted up her chin to face him. " Are you excited?" Anya looked down and blushed. " I'll take that as a yes." he kissed her forehead and left for work. It had been two weeks since her wedding. They had postponed their honeymoon as Rahul's mother's condition had worsened.

They drove straight to the diner where Tash worked, to fill her up with all the details. The diner was almost empty with merely two to three customers and Tash was busy in the cash register when they walked in." Tash, you won't believe what happened to our dear pussy here, umm I mean Jess." Lizzy giggled loudly and all heads turned towards their direction. The five of them looked like the group from gossip girls who had just returned from a successful mission, and all that their entry lacked was a little punch of 'bond' music

She stopped by the grocery store to buy some supplies before she went home. She was planning to make something special as Viola's dad was coming for dinner. She finally decided to make lamb stew with rice as it was his favourite meal. She had to somehow make him understand or atleast pacify him that she can't take the trip. She thought of all the possible reasons that could convince him. She knew it was a hard task but it wasn't impossible.She went home and started preparing the stew when Viola entered the kitchen. " Long day

Anya's heart ached more than her cheek. She felt as if someone was clenching her heart with great force, trying to remove it from it's place. The piercing pain left her body numb to the effects and gazes surrounding her. She looked up with agonising eyes at Ronan and saw something that she didn't see in Rahul's eyes. It was guilt or maybe even remorse, she couldn't really tell but it definitely wasn't the despise that she saw in Rahul's eyes. It was the second time that she had been slapped in her life and it stung more than the first one, not because it came unexpected but because it reminded her of the first one and everything else that followed it and that's what made it worse .

Some say love can happen only once while others believe in the notion that love doesn't occur on a single instance or on a single person but it's diversified over a number of things, that love can happen over a number of times over a number of people at various instances. The latter kind is sometimes looked upon by the former as they believe their love is more divine or holistic or even better than the latter. Anya was of the former kind. She had believed that true love existed and it happened only once and on one person. But that was during a part of her life where she believed in a lot of other things too. Now, she was different. Her notions had changed, her outlook towards life was different and her perspective of things had advanced. She knew better than love happening just once. She knew true love existed but this precious commodity, in her definition, existed only for a selected few. Some were deprived of it while others didn't care. She was deprived of it and now she didn't care