𝑅𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 (#1: Billionaire's Love)

2• 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮

Dated: 27th August, 2023
Word Count: 2k+
Target: 70+ votes and comments

2| Disclosure And Inheritance |

Urvi:

At this very moment, I regretted having a clash with my so called boss. Courtesy? I was leading towards the building in which I lived. It felt like voluntarily moving towards the suffocation.

A part of me was happy with today's achievement. Elite was on its verge of establishment. I've seen him working day and night for the same. Whatever I said to him was kinda part of our daily routine. Next day I'd still wake up with the hope of one message and rushing out happily from this building. The night would still welcome with this regret and then the procedure continues. Yeah, happy life.

I took a huge deep breath before moving inside. There they were. My mom, dad wasn't home probably.

"I'm home." I quietly muttered which was surprisingly successful to gain her attention. I walked in and kept my bag on the couch.

I saw her noticing all my actions, but staying mum. Finally after a moment, she broke her silence. "Where were you whole day?" She asked and I was stuck. Not in two years she ever questioned me this, why suddenly?

I quickly hid my hand behind my back and crossed my fingers. "Searching for a job." I witnessed her sighing tirelessly and keeping her phone aside.

"Why don't you think of settling down?" She dropped her bomb.

I frowned bad. "Settling down? What do you mean by that?"

"You mean what I mean."

"Ridha is elder one maa." I tried.

"But she's full in her life. Having a good career. And look at you kanna. You are badly failing in it. I'm afraid you'll be left alone." She let out and it's first time she's speaking.

Not for me though.

I tried saying all those unsaid words but was failing miserably. "Maa.." this word was sounding so foreign to me. It isn't good. I did nothing but picked up my necessities and dashed into my room.

Why am I not able to disclose my life in front of my own parents?

Why is there this barrier between me and them?

Sharing about how my day went with them shouldn't be so difficult.

Yet it is.

They don't know me. And the sad part is, they are convinced that they do. Ridha us successful. She's perfect. She's this. She's that. She's everything.

There's she.

There's no we.

We...sisters.

These relationships are sounding so new to me. Sisters, mom, love, care, affection.

I did not disclose about my job to them. Why?

Because of the fear of judgement. I feared what if they'd somehow manage to push away formonix from me. That place isn't just my working place, but my escape. Place where there's no feeling of suffocation and escaping is what I never think about.

The person whom I've been knowing only from last two years knows about my eating habit, but not the ones who gave birth to me.

How am I suppose to feel for this?

I slid the window open and kept the moon shine inside my room, overlapping the darkness that surrounded me. I'm petrified by that little dark part if me that sleeps within me. A part of me was still thinking about what Maa said.