Don't wanna be his

Chapter 2. New feelings

Jhanvi

We were at the court, I decided I wanted a court marriage that had an expiry date, I wanted a marriage where I could be comfortable and so could the dude I was getting married to if he didn't want to stay with me we could always go our separate ways and at some point, our marriage paper would get expired, it was like a contract of marriage, I still don't know anything about him or how he looks, my "dad" tried lying to me saying he doesn't know him cause he only had one call with him and that his "friend" came to give details about the marriage, I don't know why he tried to hide his information to me but it was weird and pathetic.

Amaya had the great idea that she'd try and seduce his friend, but the question was what if they weren't great friends? Or what if they didn't live together? Her and her ideas give me a heart attack sometimes, I haven't even met my soon-to-be husband and she already had ideas about how to move in together with me, not that I mind but if they both came out looking ugly it would be a problem, and even if they were hot but what were the chances of her plan succeeding? His friend could always have a girlfriend or a wife, my negativity right now is taking over my head, jhanvi think positively, positive thinking positive happening.

My hand held my phone, I didn't bring any purse or anything with me today, I was getting impatient, I, Amaya and the lawyer were the only ones at the court right now, I didn't know if the guy had any plans to get married today, I wouldn't mind if he didn't show up, it would be great for me, I only agreed to marry cause my dad decided to beg to me and I'm a woman of my word so I couldn't back away at the last minute, my breathing slowing as the room was starting to get colder, Amaya grabbed my wrist as I looked over at her

She was getting nervous as well, it felt like a sharp feeling was going on in my chest that I couldn't describe, my heart starting to beat faster as I took a few steps closer to her, my heels making the sound as it echoed in the whole room, my dress sticking in my heel, everything was about to go wrong, I just had the feeling it was, Amaya got down and fixed my dress, we both wore matching dresses, her heels were white while mine black, I was in all black as if someone had died and I was in a funeral, I had bangles on, Western dress but Desi bangles, the dress that I had on was hers since we always shared our stuff.

Amaya's look (jhanvi's same just the color is black)

Jhanvi's bangles