Finding us

Chapter 98 {Bonus - 1}

Rohan blushed as he gazed at the open wardrobe in front of him. His clothes and Priya's clothes were hung together in the same compartment of the wardrobe in Priya's bedroom - the bedroom of the house she owned.

They were husband and wife, yet, Rohan just couldn't get over the fact that this was forever - that Priya was now a part of his life, forever!! The realisation always made his heart skip a beat and his face turn pink as he blushed.

It was marvellous - the effect this woman had on him!! He had spent 30+ years without her in his life - yet, now, he couldn't spend a day without her!! They'd known each other for just over a year - a year where they met, they became friend, they began dating and they even got married! 

How quickly life can just change, in a fraction of a second - Rohan sighed, gazing as a sleeve of one of his suits brushed against one of Priya's sarees in the wardrobe. The clothes touching one another too made him blush, and he giggled, clutching his cheeks.

He welled too, imagining his life from over a year ago - before Priya had entered his life. Those days were always dark and depressing, where he worked, ate, and only smiled to keep the people around him happy.

These days however, he didn't seem to be able to stop smiling, or blushing!!

He brushed his fingers against her saree on the hanger in the wardrobe, before brushing it to his cheek, blushing.

This was the same saree she'd worn when he'd taken her to meet his family for the first time! 

"Mine!!" Rohan whispered, kissing the edge of the saree, before he began taking out the clothes from the wardrobe.

They were moving to the Kapoor mansion, and so, Rohan was entrusted with the task of packing as much as possible whilst he waited for Priya - she was on a phone video call in the living room with one of her patients.

It had been just over three months since they'd gotten married. They'd been living in the same apartment - in Priya's apartment ever since, for this was closer to her office as compared to his penthouse.

The Kapoor mansion was further away from her office, making it difficult for Priya to commute on a daily basis. So they'd been staying here on weekdays, and going to the mansion every Friday evening, returning directly on Monday morning.

But things had taken a turn last month.

Priya wasn't just Dr. Priya Desai anymore - she was Rohan Kapoor's wife, a member of the Kapoor family now!

The first few weeks back to her routine in Priya's office hadn't been any different. But all of a sudden, there had been an upsurge in the number of patients who'd book for a session with her, drop her mails and call her or Diya.

Half the calls and mails had been from reporters, wanting to know about her married life, and her life as Mrs. Rohan Kapoor!!

Then there were Rohan's female fans, cursing Priya for marrying him, sending her nasty emails and messages and even a few parcels!

Worst were the paparazzi, who'd wait outside her office, or near her building, with cameras and microphones, clicking her pictures, waiting for Rohan, and just making her life hell by holding the microphones and cameras onto her face whenever she came to office.

The worst incident had been a month ago, when a large crowd of the paparazzi had been waiting for Rohan near the basement parking of her office building - it was the day after Rohan had signed a contract as a model for a very popular mobile phone. He was not only going to star in the advert, but it would also be his debut as a director - something he'd been planning on for a long time now! He was the global brand ambassador for the brand, so of course, every movement of his would be recorded by the paps.