"Abhiya's Unwanted Bond: A Forced Marriage Chronicle

Part9

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The first rays of dawn tiptoed into the room, casting a soft glow on Abhi and Jiya, who were still wrapped in the remnants of sleep. Abhi stirred, his eyes fluttering open to find a surprising scene – all the pillows that had separated them during the night were gone.
As his gaze shifted downward, he realized that Jiya was nestled against him, her head on his chest, and the pillows scattered around the bed. A warmth spread through Abhi as he observed her peaceful slumber. He couldn't help but smile at the unexpected turn of events.
Abhi, gently brushing the strands of hair from Jiya's face, marveled at her serene expression. Thoughts swirled in his mind, and he decided to play a little game.
Pretending to be asleep as he felt a moment in jiya he closed his eyes and waited to see how Jiya would react upon waking up. He felt Jiya stir, her movements cautious as she became aware of her surroundings.
Jiya, opening her eyes, found herself in a position she hadn't expected. She looked up to see Abhi seemingly lost in deep slumber. A smile graced her lips as she studied his peaceful face.
Jiya- (whispering to herself): He looks so calm when he's asleep. It's like a different side of him....
Feeling a surge of affection, Jiya gently caressed Abhi's cheek, her touch tender and genuine. She couldn't resist expressing the thoughts that had been swirling in her mind.
Jiya- (softly): Abhi, you know you're even more handsome when you're asleep. I never imagined I'd get to wake up next to someone like you...
Abhi, still pretending to be asleep, listened to her words with a mix of surprise and pleasure. Jiya continued to speak, her words a heartfelt revelation.
Jiya-You know, I've noticed how much you care, even when you think no one is watching. Your kindness doesn't go unnoticed. I feel lucky to have you as my husband, even if it's not the traditional kind of marriage I still like you...
Abhi, fighting the urge to open his eyes and respond, let Jiya's words wash over him. Her genuine admiration began to break down the walls around his heart.
Jiya- (smiling): Good morning Abhi😘
As Jiya leaned in to place a soft kiss on his forehead, Abhi couldn't help but feel a flutter of something unfamiliar – a mixture of warmth, vulnerability, and the beginnings of a connection that transcended the barriers he had erected...
And jiya gets up and leaves to get ready for the day.
here Abhi lay's there, still pretending to be asleep, he couldn't shake the impact of Jiya's words echoing in his mind. Her heartfelt sentiments, spoken in the soft morning light, stirred something within him that he hadn't expected.
As Jiya expressed gratitude for his kindness and admiration for the person he was, Abhi found his guarded heart starting to crack. Her genuine appreciation melted through the barriers he had erected, and he grappled with conflicting emotions.
Abhi pondered on the idea that someone could see goodness in him despite his reluctance to love again. Jiya's words lingered, creating a subtle shift in his perception of their unconventional union.
A mixture of surprise, vulnerability, and a hint of gratitude began to weave through Abhi's thoughts. It was as if Jiya's words were gently tugging at the strings of his heart, inviting him to reconsider the walls he had built to protect himself.
Deep down, Abhi felt a spark of something unfamiliar—an openness to the possibility of connection and the faint glimmer of a shared journey that might transcend the limitations he had set for himself.
from pretending to sleep abhi actually fell asleep again and as he woke up he say jiya and found himself lost in Jiya's radiance. She looked ethereal in the red saree, the mangalsutra around her neck, and the fade sindoor from last night in her hair accentuating her beauty.
JIYA'S LOOK👇🏻