I was just looking at her. I had to struggle hard to look away from her. I cursed the time when my father sent his man eight years ago. If it wouldn't be important, she would be the mother of my kids now.
Shaking my thoughts away, I rub the towel on my wet hair. I gaze at Vicky through the reflection of the mirror, "What are you thinking, bro? " I ask him. He's one year older than me. We've spent our childhood together in London. I'm born there.
"My wife wants to spend this entire week with her friends. There are a lot of rooms. But they insist on sharing one room. " Vicky smirks.
"It's just a week, man. Take her out for dinner. " I couldn't stop the chuckle.
"Forget mine. She's my wife. I'll find the way to her. What's about you? Are you dating someone? Aunt wants you to get married. " Vicky draws himself up on his feet and stops behind me.
SEVEN YEARS AGO Flashback: I don't know his name. Ghosh! I didn't ask for his name. Sincerely, I didn't think there would be a number in it. I wasn't even expecting a comment about my look. It happened for the first time to me. So it was a great enthusiasm, what could be under a layer of this white sheet? I remembered, my cousin, got the same note from a boy. But there was written that ' You're cute." I eagerly opened it and found a phone number.' Okay! He gave me a phone number. But I'm a teenager. Mom will never allow me to keep a personal cell phone. But I can take the risk for him. I love his eyes andI don't know his name. ' Sam! I like this name for him. When I'll meet him next time. I'll ask him. But for now, Sam! After baptism, I was feeling hungry. So I had decided to go out with my cousin for lunch.&
He pulls the chair and gestures to me to sit. I stop the urge to roll my eyes. I could feel all eyes on me. I sit on it immediately. I'm not prepared for another unwanted questions round. My friends won't allow me to breathe easily if they get a hint of any stunt between us. I can see, there are worried faces after dropping the news of his wedding. I'm flawlessly fine with it. I have realised that he isn't essential to me anymore, the day he broke my heart, the day he laid his hand on someone else. I don't want anyone to hurt me. I don't wanna give them more uneasiness because of me. I want to end the dinner peacefully. My friends haven't come into the room yet. It is a matter of concern. They must be planning something. They are troublemakers. But I want some time for myself. My mind is occupied with Arnav. I don't know, how will I spend this entire week with him under the same roof? He pecked me on the plane. What
The door was already open. I push it to open, "Finally, you came." Rita smiles. Before I could reply to her, "Who's this Kaur? She's sending you messages. She has sent her wedding pictures with a big thank you note." Sippy gets on her feet and puts my phone in my hand. I take it from her and glance down at it, "She's Jagraj's Ex. I'm glad. Finally, she's happy. She got the right one for her." I smile, looking at her wedding pictures. She is looking so beautiful in her wedding red dress and in the second picture she is posing with her husband. They are a beautiful pair. I quickly replied to her, congratulating her. "That nasty piece of shit. How many girls' lives have he spoiled?" Rita snarls, her forehead creases. "More than we can count on our tips, bloody MF." Sippy plops on the mattress. My phone vibrates in my hand. I click on
She scared me. My heart is still beating rapidly in my chest. Vicky closed the door behind him. But I want to go back and wrap my arms around her. Her face was scrunched with pain and agony. She was looking so terrified and vulnerable. It is heart-wrenching to see her in such a condition. But I was ameliorated when she stopped screaming and panicking. I need to see her. I leave my room and walk toward the kitchen in the hope to see her. I sight around and It's only Vicky and Guri in the kitchen. Vicky looks up at me. "Thanks, Arnav." Vicky slaps his hand on my shoulder when I come into the kitchen. "Is she going through a worse time? What has happened to her? " I ask him. Her such condition unsettles me. "Nothing, " Vicky simply says. "Nothing! " It comes out louder with anger which I don't mean, "She was scre
F**k! I curse when I see Vicky coming at me behind her. I wait for him to say. He is my brother but he's behaving as he's her brother. Vicky locks his eyes with mine. It's impossible, I'll not back off from her, not even after my death. "Take care of her. I know, she'll be safe with you. " Vicky says. "You've got my words, and I've promised her too." I don't know how much she has filled the information to him. But I don't care. I'll be glad if she'll openly accept our relationship. I open the door for her. She's nervous but she hops in. She's the first girl who'll sit with me on the passenger seat. I've mostly kept the back seat, but not with her. I close the door softly. I don't want to startle her. I turn to him. "What has she told you?" I ask him. "That you're her boyfriend." Vicky smirks fully.
FLASHBACK: Six years back. I was pacing to and fro as I was waiting for him. Group of my friends were laughing over something. But my eyes were on the heavy and huge iron gate. ' He should come now. I hate to wait. ' I gripped Mini's wrist and stared at the needles. I exhaled in frustration. It had been more than thirty minutes. He should be here, but I didn't know where was he? I didn't have my cell phone with me. He took it with him, God knew, why? I wanted to make a call to him. I glanced at my hand. I was holding red roses for him. I plucked this from our college's garden. It was prohibited but I would risk anything for him. " Suhana, are you waiting for him? If he doesn't come. You have to come home alone. " Sippy said, gathering her books. " I'm okay with that. I'll wait for him. " I told her. I was feelin
I don't want my hopes up. He'd change when he'd know the whole truth. I'll wait for that day. Shouldn't I tell him now? He opens the door for me. I look up at him, my past is gonna break his heart. I've tolerated heartbreak. I'll never wanna be the cause of anyone's pain, " You're hurting yourself being with me. This date! Hang out! It's not taking you anywhere. But heartbreak. Don't attach yourself with me. It will only hurt you. I can't give you anything. You are getting nothing from broken pieces. " I say to him, making another attempt. I can't give him the pain that I've endured myself. " I'll show you the real way to live a life. " He says, smilingly. His smile reaches his eyes. " I'm gonna break your heart. " I say with a heavy heart. " You can never hurt anyone. You'll stand aside, just staring or you'll do your best to help people. " He says, staring in m
FLASHBACK: " Your grandma wants you to marry. They've invited Sanjay and his family for lunch today. " My mother said to me, as I brushed the mascara last time on my lashes. This was another trouble. I was relieved about one thing that my boyfriend knew about it. But I didn't give him the full detail. I would not marry Sanjay, I'd explain things to him, I could hope, he'd say no to my parents. " Okay, " I whispered. I knew, my family had planned it already. I could hear voices downstairs. They wanted my life hell. They knew I was in love with someone, still, they wanted to do this shit. " I'm sending him upstairs. Behave, understand. " My mother whispered slowly. only I knew her real side, the cruel one. I wanted to argue and yell. I didn't know. What's their problem with my boyfriend? He was nice to me, caring, understandi
I stare at my image in the mirror. I'm draped into a baby pink gown, pink plump heels, pink lips. I gulp. I never imagined myself in pink colour. It still seems unbelievable that he's behind bars and Harleen helped me. He's found guilty. It has been a month. I don't wanna think about bad memories of my life. I've promised myself to start a new life with my husband. No shadow of my past. We've completed six months of this wedding. Arnav is taking me out, it's another date. He always surprises me and fills my life with happiness. ' My first sight love,' My phone pings, grabbing my attention. I smile, glancing down at his name. I click on it. Arnav brought this dress last night for me. I didn't
She was sleeping when I left for my office. I was waiting for her to make a move. She contacted him via FB when she couldn't get her phone. He called her daily from a private number. It's impossible that I'll put her in danger. When I was in my office. She booked a flight to India. She was doing it again. She was planning to go away without informing me again. "Sir, the plane is ready," Kabir says, walking into my office. I nod my head and grab my phone from the desk. I heave deeply as I dial a number. He answers on the first ring. "Hi, brother." "Are you ready?" I ask. I trace my fingers on the photo frame. Her tongue is stuck out, her eyes are smiling. I glanced at her with a smile. Karan clicked this. Beginni
I'm on the verge of tears. I drop my phone in my handbag. I grab our wedding picture from the nightstand and slip it into the handbag. I sit down on the couch. I grab a paper and pen. ' I'll come home soon. Three or four days! I also need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad like last time. ' I put the pen back. I crack my knuckles. I don't know anything about yesterday. He can do anything, harm me, kill me. I don't know if I'll be able to see my husband again. After knowing what happened in my past, I'm not certain about Arnav. The complicated question is - will he accept me? I'm scared to lose him. After a deep sigh, I throttle the pen between my fingers. I scrub the pen over the paper. &nbs
After they left for California. I returned to our room. I remove my heels and dupatta, putting them on the edge of the mattress. This dress is showing my cleavage. I frown at it. I'm alone in the room. I don't feel it necessary to cover it with a dupatta. I couldn't grope the closet. It's the biggest one. It would take hours. Biting down on my lip, I head toward its door. I swipe the back of my hand over my forehead. I have looked through every possible place. I started from his files, clothes. I couldn't get it anywhere. "Are you looking for something?" I startle and pivot on my heels. He isn't wearing his shirt, only his slacks he wore before
I keep looking at him. My cheek is pressed hard against the pillow. I want it to swallow me. He fastens his cufflinks. There's grace in his every small move. I'm the opposite of him. I'm quarrelsome sometimes, I'm always ready to fight for my rights. He's calm like a calm sea. He handles things with love. He knows to make my anger disappear. I blinked, breaking the spell of my thinking of him. He buttons his waistcoat and grabs his coat from the couch. A chill rakes my body seeping into my bones. The thought of parting from him always frightens me, unsettles me. He inclines down. My nose fills with cedar, sandalwood, Basil. His fingers slide in the back of my head. He pecks on my lips. We greet each other with our genuine smiles. "Don't go anywhere witho
I press my back against the side of the pool and stretch my arms out, gripping the ledge. I haven't felt so stressed before. I can see her from afar. She's still under doss. She should wake up. Pehu couldn't say anything. She doesn't wanna say anything until she talks to her. I stormed out of my office when I got a call from my mother. I clench my teeth. I respect her because she's my mother. She shouldn't do this to her. I shake my head and pull myself out of the pool. I grab the towel and rub it on my nape and head. I slip into a white boxer. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I don't know. Will she remember me this time? I touch her cheek slightly with the
It was a fatiguing day. My feet are aching walking in heels. He didn't leave my side. His arm stayed around me as he's protecting me from something dangerous. I walk over to the pool after changing into shorts, kick off my slippers, and stick my legs in the water. I smile at him. He keeps himself afloat with small movements of his feet and waves of his strong muscular arms on top of the water. Our gazes lock. He slowly closes the gap between us until he’s directly in front of my legs. He places his hand on the edge as he glances up at me. He smiles. He gives a little push to his body, backward. With slow movements of his arm, he slides away from me. He slinks underwater for a few seconds. When he comes back up again, he wipes all his hair out of his forehead. He ra
Pehu suggested this to me. I hate to see her in pain. But I want her memory to be restored. I couldn't ignore the sheen of pain when she glanced at the counter near the door. I grab the forks and put them on the tray. I unclip the apron and glance at her. She's breathing heavily, "Suhana, what's it?" Immediately, I saunter forward and cup her cheeks. She swivels her neck looking into my eyes. I observe her in concern. "Can we go back to our room? I don't like this place." She says, biting on her trembling lower lip. Tears gathered in her eyes. She blinks staring in my eyes and tears roll down. "S***!" I curl my arm around her waist. Tugging her to my chest, I swipe her in my arms. Her face pressed against my chest and her arms tightened around my neck.
A sense of being watched pickles along my skin as the hair on my back rises. I glance back, snapping my eyes around. I could get nothing. That feeling is still seated inside me. "Are you looking for me?" Harleen says as she stops before her. She's dolled up in a black shoulderless tight gown, exposing her cleavage. I chose to stay quiet. She snorts when I just stare at her. "I was thinking of you as an intelligent woman." She tightens her red lips. "Should I say, you're not welcomed here?" Mini snaps. She glares at Harleen. Her grip tightens around the glass she's holding. "Your mother is so possessive," Harleen mocks her, twisting her lips. "Stay away from h