Nandini's pov
I am a married women now, I remember when granny used to tell me that I would make a beautiful bride, and that she would dress me up with her hands. I felt my eyes watering just thinking about it.
"Nandini please dont cry"I. Heard navya realizing we were in our room, manik and mine
"Sorry" I mummbled
"Text me if you need naything im just a house away" she chuckled at herself
"Haha ya I will" I said smiling
She left and I sat there on the edge of the bed thinking about how life had changed, I was so happy until two days ago, happy with my life and today I am sitting on his bed being his bride. I am married to someone who doesn't even see me, it would be wrong to say I didnt see him becasue I did, he is all I ever wanted ever since I started working but I knew I would never
But look at me today, I am nandini malhotra, nandini manik malhotra, goosebumps all over my body just thinking about his name associated with mine. I guess I just have to get used to being a wife, a frekaing wife.
"Why the fuck are you in my room" I heard his voice pulling me out of my thoughts
"Umm navya said to sit here" I replied looking at him rubbing my hands together trying not to freak out
"Get out, go find yourself a guest room or some shit" he said and I got up
"Baby who is she" I heard a girl's name
"Hi baby" manik said, ahh probably is girlfriend
"She is the girl you married" she said and manik nodded
"YOU FUCKING BITCH, GET THIS CLEAR IN YOUR HEAD, YOU ARE NOT STAYING IN OUR ROOM. I AM LETTING YOU STAY IN MY HOUSE BUT YOU ARE A FUCKING MAID AND A BABY SITTER FOR ASHI, I HOPE THATS FUCKING UNDERSTOODD" she said pushing me out making me fall on the ground
"IS THAT UNDERSTOOD" she yelled
"Ye yes" I mummbled and she shut the door
After trying for a little bit I got up finally, my leg was hurting becasue I hit it on my door ledge making it hard to get up, but I managed. I walked towards the hallways to find myself a room when my eyes fell on a room that was slightly cracked open
I peaked in to see a crib making me smile, its ashi's room, I walked in and saw her sleeping peacefully making me smile, ahh I still remember seeing her a couple times with manik, she is adorable, she is my daughter now which sounds weird but peaceful at the same time.
I sat down beside her crib and held onto her hand that was out of the crib, her fingers gripped mine and I fell in love with this cutie sleeping infront of me, I love her already and I havent even talked to her. I closed my eyes smiling thinking about granny and ashi
Manik's pov
Disha threw nandini out of our room and I had this weird feeling in my heart which I wasn't able to pin point, she doesn't even know the house well, will she able to find the guest room, shit I need to stop thinking abut her
"Manik baby come on" I heard disha making me turn around
"Disha not tonight" I said seeing her taking her top off
"Oh come on manik please"
"I said not tonight" I slipped in bed beside her
"Manik why are you spoiling your mood for some bitch" she said kissing my cheek and tracing my chest with her hand
"I said not today means not today and stop calling her a bitch" I said moving her hand
"What, now you are in love with her or something" she said raising her voice
"Watch that tone and no I am not but she is my wife now so do not call her with such names" I said and even for me it was weird
"I am telling you I will kick her out if she starts acting like a fucking wife" she said and I turned around turning the lights off
My head was everywhere right now, there were a billions things just running in my head and the centre of it all was nandini, my best fashion designer, my wife.
A part of me just wanted to accept my fate and move on in life but the other part of me wished I had asked disha to marry me. I was still confused on why I didnt ask her and why she didnt ever talk about it either
I was very confused and annoyed at how life was going for me, I was so happy until a few days ago and now im married, I have a wife and a girlfriend very ideal right, fuckk what have I gotten myself into, this is such bullshit
I closed my eyes trying to plan what I should do next but at this point I have nothing in mind, absolutely nothing, it was empty, my mind was empty. I could feel the darkness consuming me and I let it because I need sleep right now
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