Amidst the chilly wind and gloomy cloud, the walls of the Rathore Palace stood straight bearing the truth inside it from ages.
The Rathores, who have abandoned this Palace and moved into a villa can't abandon their past just like they did to the pal...
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Checking her bags again, Naina beamed.
Everything was packed according to her taste and weather.
They were supposed to leave at noon and board a flight to Ahemdabad.
Yes, atlast her husband had the courtesy to inform her of the place they were going on their business trip.
So it took her some good minutes to find out the dresses perfect according to the weather and atlast she also took some dressing pieces advice from her sister of course.
From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at her husband who was packing his stuff as well.
Well, he wasn't used to it as she used to pack his things since the time they got married but this time she just didn't.
Reason?
She was mad and that was because she just felt the need to stay like this. She didn't like the way that it was always her who used to be the one who initiated the conversation so this time she chose to stay mad and guess what?
This man just didn't utter more words!
Though this was typical of him and she would awe at his this silent self too like a blind lover but this time she just expected more?
Maybe.
In short, after that conversation with him about her sister and his brother, they hadn't talked if you leave that four words he said last night, "We're going to Ahemdabad."
That's it.
Swirling her eyes in a snobby way she frowned.
I'm being way too moody.
But shrugged and picked up the comb from the dressing table which they shared but had her stuff mostly.
Picking up the pastel pink scrunchie she was about to wrap her hair in a ponytail when the words he spoke to her after 2 months of their marriage in a hesitant voice revolved in her mind,
