After processing everything that went down, doing it all correctly, I was able to breathe a little. Aahar couldn't stay in the family home for obvious reasons but the fact that he wasn't going to leave was way more comforting than I could describe. Yet that didn't mean that I was not worried, all this was still so messed up. What did Dad even mean by true love?
I sighed with my face in my hands, so many things were popping up out of thin air and I didn't have any damn clue about anyone of them. I try to compherend one problem but that only ends with me stepping in another one. Sigh.
After thinking about everything for the longest time, I decided what I had to do. So, I looked at the clock which read ten and got up from my bed. Getting changed quickly, I went downstairs and straight to the front door, luckily I didn't meet anyone all the way so I didn't have to explain anything.
I went to Naana's house, where Akka opened the door for me, he looked sleepy to I didn't bother him or anyone else and went straight to Naana's room, after knocking twice I went in. He was reading, with his glasses on and somehow he looked more tried than usual but when he saw me he smiled softly.
"I thought I would never see you here again." He said while he closed his book and kept it aside.
"You seem too happy for someone whose grandson was forcefully claimed." I said and he frowned but didn't say anything.
"I wanted to talk about a few things." I said again and this time he sighed but patted the bed beside him where I reluctantly sat.
"I can't say I am happy but it's not like I can do anything about it, besides what Aaditya said did seem to be the case." He said and I raised a bow at that. So, they did have a chat.
"You mean to say that Rowan loves my twin?" I asked and Naana nodded.
"How? You don't hurt someone you love, that's simply cruel." And Naana chuckled at that, which only made my frown deepen.
"That's not always the case Baby, you might think that love is when someone is ready to sacrifice everything for the one they love but for most in our world, me included, that's simply bullshit. You take the person you love and if your love is true, they will eventually fall for you too."
"That-"
"Aahara, you think good about everything and I am not saying that it's bad but I do believe that you don't have the right to judge other people's love when you haven't experienced it yourself."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, accusation clear in my voice.
"That you don't know how you will love someone, maybe to will be worse than you Father or Rowan for that matter." He said with a look that didn't look the least bit bothered with what his words meant.
"You will be fine if I turn out to be a heartless beast if I hurt people for absolutely no reason?"
"If it would make you happy, then I won't mind it at all."
What?
"Well what about the fact that my twin is getting hurt for nothing?" I asked, Naana's old age had finally gotten to his head.
"He is getting hurt but not for nothing, there will be a time when you will realise that. I know you find it all hard to accept but believe me Baby, your Naana has grown old seeing all kinds of people and the only reason that bastard is still alive is because I do see something in him, I might not care for Aahar more than you do but I don't care for him any less either."
After that we were quite for sometime, I was processing Naana's words. They did hold the truth in them, but I wasn't sure if I was relieved or more frustrated from them.
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AAHARA
General FictionAahana Singh, a 14 year old girl. She always thought that she was nothing special until she met them. She might not know it, but she was the sanity of the most cruel people, the underworld had ever seen or known.