❝It's crazy to ask someone with a broken heart to fall in love, again.❞
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"But I―"
"Stop!" He yelled, making her flinch.
Lifting his head up, he stared at her with his bloodshot eyes, making her heart clench. He stood up, walking towards her, ma...
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« rhea's pov: »
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4th July, 2021: New Delhi
I watched as Ishika cuddled further into the pillow. Unconsciously smiling, I looked outside, still standing on the balcony. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I stared down at the railing. This was supposed to be easier.
I wasn’t supposed to be torn between my want and my duty. When I got married to Rishab, I remember knowing exactly what the rest of my life would look like and what I was to expect from it. How wrong was I…
“Rhea, beta.” I heard ma call out and took a sharp breath in, composing myself. Without turning around I hummed, knowing exactly what she wanted to say.
“They had called Rhea,” my grip on the railing tightened as my breathing hitched; the anticipation kicking in, “he said yes; he is ready to get married Rhea. We are all waiting for your answer.”
My stomach instantly dropped and my eyes shut themselves as a shaky breath exited my system and my grip against the railing loosened. I was choking on air. Did I really want this? Was getting married just for Ishika enough?
“I… I need some time ma.” I stuttered out.
“But Rh一 “ I cut her off.
“Please ma, I need some time.”
I heard her sigh but ignored it. A tear slid down my cheek unconsciously as I stiffened. Was I being selfish? I mean, Ishika deserved the love of a father too. She was a child, she had her whole life in front of her and not having a father figure… yes; yes I was being selfish. What was I thinking? I have a child now. She should be my first priority.
But… but then, what if Aditya is not a good father? What if he won’t treat my Ishu the way Rishab would’ve? In fact, I didn’t even like how he treated his own son, Arav today. What if I don’t like the way he will treat Ishu? What if… but, what if Ishu starts hating me because of the father issue? Then what? My throat went dry at the thought as my stomach knotted. Letting out a sigh, I swallowed.
“Ma.” I called out ever so softly. Her humming indicated her presence in the room. Bracing myself, I let out a quivering breath.
“Tell them,” I choked on my tears. Taking in a deep breath I continued, “Tell them it’s a yes from-from us.”
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The chattering of people outside the room faintly strummed into my ears as I stared blankly at the floor. Ma pinned my bun, finally completing my look. I had draped a simple red saree and had minimum make-up on my face, with only the necessary jewels.
