9. Making A Deal.

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***Reyansh's POV.***


I look at the beautiful brown eyes as we come apart. Wait a second. Did I just think her eyes are beautiful? But that should not be my focus. I should focus on the fact that my family is literally burning a hole in my back with their stares and there is complete silence in the garden.

All because of the girl in front of me.

I take her hand and escape for some questioning before my family does to me, and I look clueless as hell. I see Jagvi looking at me with tears in her eyes, but I avoid her and walk inside and get into some random room.

"You have two minutes. And if I don't find your answer satisfying, I am throwing you under the bus." I say.

"That is very graphic." She says.

"Answer me." I say calmly and she understands I am on the brink of losing it.

"Fine." She says and tells me everything.

"You could have just simply said so, and I would have helped you. Did you realize what you did just now?" I ask her.

"I know. But I had no other option." She says.

"Yes, you did. You had many options other than this." I say and run my hands through my hair.

"Reyansh, this is the best option." She says.

"How?" I ask as I grab her by the arms, "Tell me how?"

"You are hurting me." She says and I leave her immediately. She rubs her arm and continues, "Look, we are both in a sticky situation right now."

"All thanks to you." I say bitingly.

"Fine. But please listen to me." She says.

"What?" I ask, looking at her.

"I am sorry that I dragged you into my problems even though I said I am not that kind of person but... I slipped, okay? My Mum has gone through tough times and has done everything to make my life good and happy. And when my time came to help her, I felt like I was useless. I never wanted to get married too, Reyansh, but things changed. I thought I would have time to talk to you or convince you, but I didn't. Because I didn't know Sameer would be such a psycho." She says.

"But why this, Ramya? I know you are in trouble. But this was not a solution. Do you know what they are all thinking right now? And when they know it is not true, how sad and upset they would get?" I ask, trying to make her understand.

"I know. But we don't have to tell them otherwise." She says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Look, you need your investor and I need a good boy to get married. Maybe we can help each other." She says.

"Ramya, marriage doesn't work like that." I say.

"It also doesn't work only on love, does it?" She asks, and it stings. "I am sorry. But it's true."

"And you think it will work between us? Us who have nothing in common?" I ask.

"You tried a love marriage. What is wrong with trying an arranged one?" She asks.

"Marriage is not a trial thing, Ramya, that you can change clothes then choose the best one. It stays." I say.

"Your first one didn't." She says.

"That is why I can't have a second failed marriage." I say.

"But who said it would fail? We are both practical people, Reyansh." She says.

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