Second Wife, Second Love.

13. Declaration.

***Ramya's POV.***

"You are way too silent." Reyansh says.

"Then it must be great for you." I say.

"Not when the reason is me." He says, but I focus on driving.

"We are here." I say when we reach the hotel where our meeting is held.

"Thanks." He says.

We entered the restaurant and sat next to each other, but I refused to talk to him for being... I don't know. Maybe idiot is a better word for him. Doesn't he know that I know this is all just for show. But still he should also know that I am not getting married twice?

"Coffee or tea, Mam?" A server asks.

"She would have coffee too." He says.

"Who are you to order for me? I will have juice." I say and turn away again.

"I think you promised you will keep your personal life away from your professional life." He asks.

"Our meeting has not started yet. Then I will cling to you, my dear fiance." I say with a smile.

"I think I should rethink about the destination wedding thing, otherwise I don't think you will behave like your name again." He says.

"And you know what my name means?" I scoff.

"Of course. It is pleasing or delightful and also beautiful." He says.

"Really. How did you know?" I ask as I give him my attention.

"I researched about it to know why you are like this. Turns out your mother knew you better and named you like that." He says and my smile fades away, "What happened? Did I say something wrong?"

"Nothing. It is just that I was the opposite of what I am today when I was little. I used to be a quiet and boring child." I say as a memory comes to my mind.

I had to be quiet. A little noise would have irked a monster, and he would have vented his anger on my mother. Those days were nothing less than a horror movie where you have to be silent, but too much silence scares you, too.

"Ramya." Reyansh says as he shakes me, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I am fine." I lied.

"So where do you want this destination wedding to be?" He asks.

"Why are you asking when I know you don't mean it?" I ask with a pout.

"Well, maybe I could change my mind if the destination is to my liking." He says and I look at him to see his blank look.

"Fine. I was thinking about Rishikesh, or maybe Rajasthan." I say.

"Rajasthan. Are you sure you won't faint in the heat of May?" He asks in surprise.

"I would be just fine." I say.

"Okay. We will talk about it in detail later." He says.

"That is what I was asking about. Never say no to me directly. Discuss it, think about it, then answer." I say and pat his cheek and drink my juice.

"I hope I am not disturbing you two." A middle-aged man says, and I look up at him.

"Mr. Murthy. How are you?" Reyansh asks and gets up and so do I.

"I am fine. Who is this fine lady?" Mr. Murthy asks.

"She is Ramya Kaur. My partner and also my fiance." He says, and I shake hands with Mr. Murthy with a smile.