Those unsaid words

• Chapter 28 •

" Abir did you find your broach ? " Mishti asked peeking through the main door of the closet making him quickly stuff the photograph in his pocket and brush away the thoughts which had just clouded few seconds ago. He then , turned to look at her forcing a smile and nodded gently making her slightly frown.

" You , done ? " He asked as he fixed the broach and turned to his side to look at her. " Yes. " She nodded as he followed her but some thoughts again started filling in , pushing him to an edge to confront her about the incidents that were still fresh , which kept playing on repeat at the back of his head.

After reaching the said party MishBir were greeted by an old couple that had organised the party on the occassion of their son and daughter-in-law's first wedding anniversary.

" Happy wedding anniversary Mr and Mrs Singhaniya. " MishBir wished the couple as Mishti passed them a gift box.

" Abir you , alright ? " Out of blue Mishti asked as they moved away from the stage together , after having a small chat with the couple.

" I am. Why do you ask ? " Abir frowned as he turned to look at her behind him who was looking at him with narrowed eyes trying to figure out something.

" I can tell you are lying. " She said after few seconds of staring his face as she crossed her arms across her stomach.

" I'm not. " He scrunched his nose and was about to turn around but stopped himself looking at the distant figure that was looking at them , weirdly smiling particularly looking at Mishti.

" Couples can also join Mr. And Mrs. Singhaniya on stage. " He moved this eyes as the host announced and second later soft music started blasting off the speakers.

" Let's go. " Abir literally dragged her along with him on stage and grinned brightly making her chuckle watching his enthusiasm. He took her hands in his and rested them on his shoulders while he rested his on her waist and slowly pulled her closer to him.

" If I wasn't before. Now I am. " He whispered as he rubbed his nose against hers making her shyly look down and she then , slowly pressed her right cheek on his chest hearing his heartbeat with closed eyes while he too closed his eyes and both soaked themselves into the music.

After swaying their bodies with music for minutes Mishti excused herself and started walking through corridor in search of a bathroom. After taking few steps she saw a shadow towering hers in the dim light. Which made her breath hitched as few similar images flashed infront of her eyes. She shook her head and turned her head to look behind her but there was no one to be seen.

Please , stop playing tricks. She scoffed at her mind. And started walking again. After shuffling through the doors of the rooms she finally managed to find a common bathroom.

After finishing her task she walked out of the room and was walking through the corridor when she again saw a shadow towering hers. She shook her head in attempt to shove away the unwanted clip of scenes and fastened her steps only to stop by a tug at her saree's end.

She slowly turned her head to look behind and sighed in relief as the end of her saree was tangled with the string of flowers that was wrapped along the rail of the corridor.

She then , crouched down and muttering few profanites as she struggled to untangle it. When she finally succeeded she sighed in relief and stood up to walk down only to scream as a figure suddenly emerged infront of her.

" Didn't mean to scare you. " The person spoke and tried to reach her arm which her eyes caught and shifted a little to dodge it and gave him a tight lipped smile knowing the man was drunk from the particals which left his mouth few seconds ago.