Finding my way back to you

VI

There was a formal party being held by Seerat Moga, former Miss Manali, and Veer was attending. Prathna had called Armaan up and asked him about his brother's whereabouts. Luckily, he had given them to her without asking what it was all about. Prathna had put on her best dress; a blue one with straps and a bit of cleavage. The dress fell around her ankles and accentuated her curves perfectly. She had also curled her hair for the occasion.

When she arrived at the enormous property, the party was already in full swing. The thing was, she was having doubts. As she stared at the wooden, double doors that held her husband behind them, she hesitated about her plans. Maybe this was just all wrong. Maybe this whole situation wasn't fair to either one of them and she should just head back to California. She had reacted a bit overheated to the announcement that they were still married this afternoon. Yes, Veer had known, hadn't told her and that was just uncalled for. But this man... the Veer he was now... he didn't know anything... he didn't do anything. He had been seriously injured, and she was on her way to hurting him right now. Was she being selfish and spoiled?

"Ma'am? Are you coming or going?" the doorman interrupted her thoughts.

"Uhm.." Well, she was here now anyway. She might as well go in.

As soon as the doorman opened up for her, she spotted him. It was as if the wind was knocked out of her as she took in his formal wear. If she had thought the suit that he was wearing this afternoon was something, this tux, that fitted him so well, was something else entirely. He seemed to have changed because the Veer she knew never wore a tux. It suited him. When he turned her way and his mouth practically fell open, she became a bit uncomfortable. It was very clear that he approved of what he saw.

She made her way over towards him and smiled. "Are you just going to keep standing there, gawking?" she joked, trying to break the tension.

Veer's eyes roamed over her body, before taking a sip of the champagne he was carrying and saying: "Yup, pretty much."

There was a small moment of awkward silence when Veer finally asked why she was there.

"Well, you know me. Rudra Moga and I go way back. I'm always welcome here," Prathna laughed, knowing her history with Rudra full well. Veer did as well.

"Ah yes, those sad times when your taste was a bit shady and you dated him."

Prathna held her hands up in surrender.

"Hey, when you're a beauty queen in school, it's only fair that you go out with a football player at least once."

"Well, luckily your taste improved by miles after that," Veer winked. "So uh, does this mean that we're good?"

Wringing her hands together, Prathna thought about that question. She had come here to behave like an annoying wife, so he wouldn't want to be married anymore in the end. She had wanted to drive him so crazy with the whole marriage thing, that he would give her that divorce. Right now, she wasn't so sure. So she answered: "Yeah, we're good."

At that moment, a familiar song started to play; 'Tere Naal' by Darshan Raval. It was their song. Prathna knew how the people in this town felt about them and their split by all the stories that Mehak had told her, so she was pretty sure that someone had played the song on purpose. Veer held out his hand to her, asking her to dance.

"Look, Veer... Just because I said that we're good doesn't mean that I don't still want that divorce. I have someone in my life now. I..."

Veer stopped her by grabbing her hand and dragging her out onto the dance floor. "Don't take everything so seriously, Prathna. I know that this doesn't mean that you're ready to let me back in. But for now, let's just relax and enjoy the party, okay?"