HIS DARK LOVE

i said come to me

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paravathi pov:

Once we exited his father's mansion we headed straight to his brother Vikram's residence to visit his sister-in-law Divya, who is currently expecting. Divya and I settled down in her room for some light conversation. She was quite engaging and spoke at length.

"Yes Parvathi I forgot to ask how you both ended up getting married" she inquired.

"Were you both in love or did he pressure you into marrying him? " she asked, her expression serious.

"That. . I. . . he. . . " I hesitated, unsure if I should share this with her. If I opened up, would it hurt her too? These thoughts spiraled in my mind.

"Don't stress Parvathi. Just tell me everything. If he forced you I'll assist you in leaving him," she offered expressing her willingness to help. However, I couldn't shake the worry of whether she could truly shield me from him. For a brief moment, I considered revealing everything, but the thought of his potential punishment quickly extinguished that idea. Tears welled in my eyes as my helplessness engulfed me. She gently placed her hand on my shoulder and guided me to sit on the bed, handing me a glass of water.

"Parvathi this is your life. We cannot live a married life if it was imposed. I promise you, just tell me did he compel you? " she pressed once more.

I began to cry silently.

"Did he have feelings for you? " she asked. In an instant, her question froze me in place.

"A wife should always stay with her husband. "

"She is my wife."

"I'm sorry, I never meant to imply that. "

His words replayed in my mind. Did he actually like me? That question emerged unbidden. But then I recalled how he treated me in the basement, the way he assaulted my brother and insulted my sister, and how he set fire to the house holding all my memories. A deep-rooted hatred and resolve took hold in my heart.

"Yes. . . he. . . " Before I could voice my thoughts, his words flashed through my mind.

"Don't you dare leave me. If you do, you'll witness my worst side. " Even though he was not present his warning resonated in my thoughts as I remained lost in my contemplation.

"Tell me, Parvathi. . . "

"She won't share anything, Divya didi" my sister Deepa's voice interjected. I turned towards her. There she stood with a piercing gaze. I rushed to her and embraced her, but to my dismay she pushed me away and entered the room without acknowledging me or saying a word. That stung deeply.

"Didi, why are you. . . "

"Don't say a word! Keep your mouth shut," she shouted at me loudly. That was all it took for me to break down in tears.

"Deepa, why are you yelling at her? She's already in tears. "

"You're not familiar with her Divya she has always been this way. She is primarily responsible for her own downfall. She allows others to dictate her life and never speaks up. She abandoned her education because our parents did. She continues to repeat this pattern. Now she lets Adthiya to shape her life according to his desires"

"Didi, what am I supposed to do? He constantly threatens me with our family" I said, my voice trembling.

"So he coerced you into marriage and you permitted that? "