His Wife Of Forcèd Fate ✓

Chapter - 7

Two days had passed since the relatives left, and the house felt quieter than ever. Their absence seemed to settle in every corner, leaving an unsettling stillness. It was just her in-laws, her husband, the three people who shared this quiet and lonely house with her.

In those two days, she had found herself crossing paths with her husband only in some moments. His presence was short, marked by the sound of the cupboard opening and closing as he took his belongings, and at the dining table during meal times. Each time they ate together, she found herself observing him, but not out of interest. There was something about his silence, the way he stayed distant, that intrigued her.

As always, he seemed to exist in a world of his own, his attention reserved for his plate and the food before him, his responses to her questions always flat and detached. It was as if she didn’t exist, and she couldn’t help but wonder why. Was it just his nature? Or was there something more?

Her attempts at conversation were met with monotonic responses – a vague "hmm" or a simple "okay." It was as if she was speaking to someone else and not him, her words fading into the distance without making an impact.

Despite the growing familiarity of their surroundings, the sense of awkwardness between them continued. She found herself struggling with the conflicting emotions that his presence stirred within her. There was a curiosity, a longing to understand and know the person who was now her husband, but at the same time, his deliberate indifference left her feeling invisible.

The days had settled into a routine. She moved through the motions, taking care of her tasks, while her in-laws went about their business. And in those rare moments when she shared space with her husband, the air felt thick with silence. She couldn’t help but wonder: What was it about him that made him so distant? Why did he seem so closed off from the world?

She didn’t care for him, not in the way someone might be drawn to their spouse, but there was a curiosity within her, something that made her wonder about the man behind the wall of indifference. It wasn’t attraction; it was a desire to understand him. To figure out why he was always so detached, so unapproachable.

In the quiet moments when they crossed paths, there were no words exchanged. It was as if an invisible wall had been built
. She couldn't help but wonder if this was the status quo that would define their marriage – a silent coexistence accompanied by total avoidance.

Despite her attempts to distract herself with chores or reading, her thoughts often wandered back to him. She caught herself watching him sometimes, when he didn’t notice. She couldn’t help it; there was something about him that made her curious. He was distant, yes, but there was also something beneath the surface. She wondered why he was always so closed off, why his eyes seemed tired, why his shoulders were always so stiff. There had to be more to him than the cold exterior he showed.

One evening, as they sat down for dinner, she couldn't resist breaking the silence that hung heavily between them.

"Are you enjoying the food?" she asked, trying to start a conversation.

He looked up briefly, his expressionn as if she has asked for his life, irritated . "It's fine," he replied irritated, focusing back on his plate.

She bit her lip, feeling a pang of frustration at his dismissive tone.

Her mother-in-law, trying to bridge the growing gap, suggested hesitantly, "I was thinking, why don't you both go out for a movie tomorrow? She hasn't had a chance to get out since the wedding."

He paused for a moment, irritation and anger evident on his face looking, he looked at his wife direction for a moment before turning his gaze to his mother, as if she has asked for him get married again.

"I don't have time for that. I've got things to do," he finally said, his voice distant. Her heart sank slightly at his response, but she acted unaffected, focusing on her food trying to hide her disappointment.

"Okay, maybe another time then,"His mother sighed, clearly disheartened but not willing to talk further

The conversation fell into an awkward silence, and she continued to eat, trying to mask her hurt.
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One day, as she went about her tasks, her mother-in-law's voice cut through the quiet of the house. Turning to face her, she saw a serious expression on her mother-in-law's face. It was as if the older woman had been contemplating something important.

With a gentle but direct tone, her mother-in-law asked, "Dhvani beta, I know that you both were married into this union without your will. And I know that he isn't giving you any chance to know him or let you get close to himself but please be patient he is good man and will one day know your importance."

For a moment, she felt surprised and uncertainty. It was as if her mother-in-law was unaware of the circumstances between her and her husband. She hesitated, not sure how to respond, before finally managing a soft, "it s ok, It doesn't affect me. I also just want to exist without causing him any trouble."

Her mother-in-law's gaze remained steady, her eyes searching her face for something. Then, she spoke with a calmtone, "Whether you want it now or not, both of you are bound by your union. This marriage is a reality that neither of you can ignore."

Her words hung in the air, carrying a weight that couldn't be dismissed. It was a reminder of the obligations that came with marriage, regardless of how unexpected or strained the circumstances may be. She felt  that this was a truth she couldn't escape.

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