To Love Again !!!

Chapter - 28

Abhay had been wondering where he would sleep till they got comfortable enough to sleep on the same bed as her. He was changing into his t shirt and track pants in the washroom. After he had finally been able to open the clasp to her necklace he had rushed to change. Her nearness was not good for his equilibrium. And he had wondered why? She was so different than Natasha practically an exact opposite. And yet he found her attractive when he had never even looked at a woman who closely resembled the physicality of Amrit. There was a certain grace a certain sensuality to her. Not to mention her temper. She was quite something to watch when she was all worked up like this evening. He had been fascinated by her flashing eyes and constantly changing expressions not to mention her ability to come up with some nasty sarcasm. She didn't need to use ugly words or get downright foul her natural wit came to her rescue. And she did not seem the kind of person who had a lot of restraint or patience. But he had liked that aspect of her nature. After Natasha's pretended sweet disposition it was a blessing Amrit was so open about how she felt. The best part was she wasn't apologetic. This was how she was, take it or leave it. He wasn't overly worried about her being in any situation because she would be able to hold up for herself but he was worried about her attracting troublesome situations because of that very nature. Sometimes restraint was the demand of the hour. Besides Varun and Simrit seemed to be made for each other and they both did not make the list of good people in Amrit's dictionary.

Why? What had they done? Apart from being obnoxious, irritating and definitely manipulative. Varun had already proved his worth tonight. Abhay had been angry at the hints he had dropped both about Amrit and her family and this was when he himself belonged to the same family. They were his relatives too. It had hurt a bit when he had mentioned his previous marriage the way he had but in the face of the anger he felt over what he had said about Amrit, Abhay hadn't felt the pinch of it all that much. He didn't want to acknowledge it but he had felt more in control when he had put his arm around Amrit when he had warned the bugger off. It had just felt right. As if she belonged there as if her being there was enough to calm him down. He smiled at the memory. She had been surprised and he had known it but then she had relaxed and trusted him to handle the situation in the right manner. He couldn't help but shake his head when he remembered how she had apologized a few minutes ago not for how she had behaved but for how he might have got hurt at Varun's words.

And Simrit, she was another one. Though she had been sweet to talk to but he had seen glimpses of Natasha in her. There was a certain amount of vanity that was so apparent, arrogance that was not earned and she did like to throw her weight around as if she expected everyone to hover around her at all points of time to do her bidding especially her mother. He didn't need to interact too much with her to know what she was. He had observed her through the wedding earlier and then the reception. He had seen his mother-in-law flittering around Simrit and her in laws all evening with a nervous energy. She always seemed in that particular mood. His father-in-law on the other hand was a quiet man, if you spoke to him about his business he could talk away for hours but any other topic, uh, not so much. Amardeep Vij seemed to be a reserved man though his affection for all his daughters was easy to see. Abhay had seen a sheen of moisture in his eyes after the wedding ceremony when they had taken his blessings and the gentle kiss he had placed on his daughter's forehead. However Amrit's relationship with her mother had seemed strained.

He was puzzled. There were things about her he didn't know yet. He knew one couldn't know a person in a day, that it took time sometimes even years to completely understand the other and even then you might miss out certain things but this strange attraction he felt for her. It was making him feel guilty. He wasn't sure if this was right if this feeling was right. Of course, it would be good for newlyweds to be attracted to each other or be in love but here the situation was a little different what with him being divorced and her having a broken engagement the details of which he was still unaware of. Had she been in love with that man? Was that why it had turned her into the kind of person she was now? What had he done that the engagement was broken? Or was it her? He had for sure broken her heart and trust. Should he ask her directly what had transpired in her life before him that had put her so off marriage. After all she had told him there shouldn't be any secrets between them or should he wait for her to come forward and tell him all about it? He thought about it. Hurrying her might give him an insight into her personality but if she came on her own and talked about it that would certainly strengthen their trust. He decided it was a better option for her to come and talk, he was a patient man even if it was not one of his wife's virtues. Besides Amrit wasn't the only one with a broken heart and trust. Natasha had done more than do just that. She had been his life, she had been everything to him and when she had left she had taken a part of him with her. He felt empty inside. Hollow. His soul was restless and his heart was frozen. She had broken him in both spirit and mind. He was positive he could never love again. He might feel affectionate towards someone but that was the extent of it. He could never love anyone the way he had loved Natasha. People might laugh but he knew this was the truth. He didn't know what tomorrow might bring but he was sure about this as of now or so he thought.