Between The Singhanias

Chapter 8

Meera stared at her reflection in mirror. The green gown ended up to the floor but one thing she didn't liked was how the dress was showing her cleavage slightly. No matter how much her stylish had wooed her that it was just fine and it made her look ravishing, Meera didn't felt the idea good knowing how old-minded was Singhanias.

"You look good, Meera. Stop stressing yourself," she said as the later huffed in return, for some much-needed courage. She prayed that this doesn't catch Indira or Roop's eyes. They will taunt her for being shameless. Residing with Singhanias and knowing them well and enough, she had started to get insecure.

"I hope what you say is at least tiny bit of truthful, Anisha," she chuckled at the end but Anisha had a frown on her face after hearing Meera's words.

"Oh come on! It is my job to make you look good with the strict warning from Inayat Malik to make you three Singhania woman or else the next thing I know is that she having a sharp scissors in her hand and my precious hair fisted into the other," Anisha blurted with her hand subconsciouly playing with her long hair that she thought her boss might cut off if she got to know that the Singhanias weren't pleased with their hard work. She was strict when it came to her profession and didn't dismiss any type of lackness from her styling team.

Having a one last look at herself and admiring how the gown was same in colour with her husband's eyes... green, Meera inhaled deeply with a hope to muster up some courage, whilst trying to avoid Indira or Roop's taunt in front of the guests. Not some ordinary guests but high-class flithy rich who supposed to attend Dhwani and Rudra's reception. There was no sight for Yuvaan but when was there anytime when she was in need. Meera had found herself standing between some ladies that were the guest as the wives of the businessmen chattered freely expect Meera. Her eyes were still looking for him .

"Looking for your husband?" a lady asked her and Meera had barely nodded in response when another old woman decided to step into the scarcely conversation of Meera and that lady

"Ahmm... he must be chasing after a bedwarmer for tonight, who knows?" the other women let out laugh expect Meera. Her eyes had grew wider and a small gasp left her mouth. The statement of that old woman had shocked her to the core. She was talking rubbish... Meera concluded to herself in mind as the idea of Yuvaan sleeping on with other girls when he had wife, bothered her.

Her shocked state hadn't gone unnoticed by woman and she spoke, "Come on Meera! Man do has needs and we are experienced enough to know that. They can never be satisfy and you have to adjust with that fact if you want have a title in this business society," those words were wicked and harsh for her heart that had fallen for her husband in the first sight. It was love at first sight but one-sided too yet those words of that woman had made Meera uneasy and she had control the urge to shout on them to shut up.

Passing them a fake smile and excusing herself from the stupid wives of those jerky businessmen. She knew she wasn't that outrageous to believe in those words accusing her husband for cheating. But could it be one percent possible that those words were accurate!? She slapped herself in her mind for letting that insecure and bizarre words cross her mind.

No! She had faith in him even if he was emotionless... silent... ignorant towards her and whatnot. But why did she had such faith in him when for him, she was nothing but a girl that chosen by his mother to keep the Singhania name high.

Yuvaan stared at the girl in green sleeveless gown with his green eyes. Beautifully standing with Tanisha and talking with some other woman but he couldn't take out the scene out from his mind when he saw the smile falling from her mind and her brown eyes turning into a glare that went unseen by those women she was talking with when she had given attention to those words. Those accusing words didn't affect Yuvaan... it never will when he knew that there was no emotion left within him.