Sanyu's pov
Some terrible sensation made me realise that my body is in pain. However, I opened my eyes only to see myself on that demon's bed. The mirror which was kept adjacent to the bed reminded me of the nightmare yet reality again. I looked at the mirror and recalled the day when Parth brought me here making me his legally wedded wife.
It's so weird right...
Since when a girl gains maturity somewhere in her mind and soul she dreams to build a castle where there will be her mate, her inlaws and every other person whom she loves. Within that everyone is important, but amongst all, the one who becomes the most important is her husband. Peace, pain, sorrow, love everything remains attached with that special person. And all of a sudden when the game of fate takes him away...!!?? Huh! For a simple girl even the thought of this is a nightmare and here sanyukta. There was no doubt that her dream castle broke into pieces but her dignity was questioned and stabbed! Now what was left!!??
Looking at the mirror she smiled and bend her head a little bit... Behind her she saw herself standing in that bridal attire which she wore on her wedding day... She kept on seeing that how her own replica kept blushing, adjusting her dupatta and smiling... On the other side she saw her present self with short hair and bruises in white saree....
The 2 phases of her life gave her a reality check of her brutal life. She looked towards mirror again... "Hi Sanyu"... She said in a low voice waving her palm towards herself...."you look good!! Hihi".... She muttered smiling at herself....
" But where r my earrings, necklace, and lehenga... ?? I have to look good... And makeup?? "... She cried loudly.
On the other hand randhir who was in bar counter listened her voice.
" Sanyu"... He muttered in a low voice. Keeping the glass of wine aside he went straight away towards his room... Only to see her messing things here and there.
"Ssshhh... Am searching my makeup, accessories... You, tum jao yahan se... "... She said and started searching the things again.
Randhir became worried. This time not against her but for her.
" Sanyu calm down!! Okay I shall ask mala masi to bring whatever u want... "... Said randhir and called mala masi.
Within 10mins everything came in front of her as if some magical spell " Abracadabra "
She giggled and started applying everything but the most surprising part was she wasn't acting normally. Eyeliner was being applied on nails, lipstick over eyes, nail polish on lips... And most importantly her smile. She was about to get up when her head started spinning. When she was about to fall a strong pair of arms gripped her...
"Parth"... She mumbled in a low voice... And closed her eyes again...
" It's Randhir ".... He said holding her tightly in his arms...
(Sorry for the delay.)
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That's what written in my stars!!! (sandhir ff)
FanficThis is a story of a illiterate lady who is a widow... Her life is all about mourning... and that's what she thinks written in her stars!!
