5. Mr. Guilty

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"How is this looking Sanvi?", She asked my over excited sister who looked like she was in wonderland.

She was wearing an earing that I must admit will look good on her. We were in the very crowded Sarojini Nagar Market because these two refused to allow me to follow them if I take them to sophisticated shops.

I adjusted my goggles and felt irritated by these two, but I can't do much because they are in majority. And my sister, who at times get intimidated by me was also being a tigress because of Adya.

"Are you both done??", I asked.

They only looked at me, glared, and then got back to their work.

I was a fool to come here. But I wanted to convince Adya because I knew she was still angry with me. She still insists on staying at her parents' house and she also said she won't go to Nainital. I wanted to know why.

An hour later, I was hungry and thankfully they were too. I rejected all their meaningless orders and took them to a good restaurant that actually cooks good food, rather than the street side pani puri stalls.

I was lucky when Sanvi excused herself for a while, and I was left alone with Adya. I was sitting across her, and I decided to go straight on my question.

"Adya?"

"Hmm?", She looked up from her phone from me. I swear she was avoiding me a little.

"What do you meant by you not going to Nainital?"

She looked a little taken aback at my direct question. But composed herself soon, "I am going to attend Ashima's wedding...it's at the end of next week. They came to invite us both and our families.."

My mood instantly turned off hearing that.

Ashima is getting married. Bhaskar is her best friend. He'd definitely be there. She'd be there with everyone. I can't stay here because of the hospital but I can bring her on the day of the wedding.

Yeah...

"You don't have to stay here for that. Let's go to Nainital, and we'll come back to attend her wedding on the wedding day or the reception.."

She frowned at that, clearly not liking my suggestion, "Bihan we are best friends. She specially asked me to go there for all rituals that means atleast five days. She was there for me. I can't refuse her request.."

"But you can refuse mine?", Somewhere I knew I was being unreasonable. They are friends. But I hate the fact that she'd be in the same air as him. I lived with this same pain for seven years, and it scares me to live through it again.

"Bihan you are being impossible these days. Try to look at it from my side. Ashima has been always there. She was there for my wedding preparations. She was in the front through everything...you can't just ask me to bail out on her when it is her time!", She exclaimed leaving me speechless. I don't have a problem with Ashima. I never did. But that extra package that comes with her aggravates me to no bounds always.

"Fine...do as you wish!"

"Biha..", By then, Sanvi was back, but I could sense the disapproval on Adya's face. She remained quiet throughout, replying only when Sanvi specifically asked something.

I didn't want to make her sad, but I always end up doing it.

'I have always admired her frank attitude, and I believe we both will make a great pair!'- His words from seven years ago echoed in my mind leaving a sourness in there.

'She's your wife dumb ass! A wife for life. She's yours! She's never going to leave you no matter what fool admires her!'- my subconscious mind voices out.

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