MY DEAR || A beautiful Arranged Marriage~

TWENTY ONE

MIRA'S POV

"Dad you can't do this to me! Haven't I told you I'm not interested in marrying this Jackson guy." I shrieked at the top of my lungs.

"Daughter, I had told you this before also that, the day I get a deserving groom for you, I'll wed you off!" He said.

"But I don't love him!" I sobbed. Maybe if not yells, then my tears could help me melt his stone like heart.

"Mira, please don't bring the topic of love my darling", he scoffed. "We can't get you married to money!"

"Are you calling me a money minded person!" I was certainly annoyed at this mean behaviour towards me.

"Ofcourse I am and you can't deny you're one. What you have always loved is money, wealth and jewellery. I don't think you have loved anyone in the human species yet!"

"You can't say that to me. Don't you know about my relationship with Ronnie and Viraj?" I asked.

"Ronnie, the guy who doesn't have control of himself, a full time drunkard and a useless son of a bankrupt dad and Viraj, that guy... The poor guy was cheated upon by you."

"Are you even making sense?" I was getting more hot headed. "Dad atleast let me work for some time, let me help you in our business."

"You were given plenty of time to prove how useful asset you are for the business but you failed miserably. You never did a single work, my child, and whenever I asked your secretary about where you were... You were always found with Viraj in his company!"

I didn't know what to say in my favour. I couldn't see any reason to save myself from Jackson. Just the thought of him kissing me on the day of our marriage was making me feel disgusted. I took a deep breath and fell on my bed. Dad had left the room after taunting me. Sometimes I missed mom, why did she leave me alone with him.... I sighed when the door again opened.

"I had a pleasant surprise for you!" He smiled at me and showed me the envelope.

"What's that?" I hurriedly grabbed it from him and tore it open.

You're cordially invited to the auspicious wedding celebration of Mira Birla and Jackson Derrick.

My eyes widened at this and I looked at my father in disbelief. He can't be doing this! There was a date mentioned there and it was just after ten days.

"But dad?"

"Don't worry, first the wedding will happen according to Christian terms and then our Indian traditions too. I will never compromise with that."

"Dad...", Before I could say something he had left the room.

I was getting mad and more furious. I tried to control the tears which flew from my eyes and then I started to throw things in the room. I pushed away everything from the dressing table and yelled on top of my lungs! I beated the pillows, broke the mirror before me, threw everything here and there. This marriage and the ugly news was getting on my nerves.

I need to do something about it. I need to stop this marriage. My brain wasn't working and there were a lot of feelings I was going through. I couldn't even explain what I felt at the moment. I just wanted to sit somewhere and weep till my eyes were left with no tears. I wanted to shout till my throat bled. There was no way to getaway.

I wasn't this weak that I would self harm or suicide, that wasn't me. The only option which I could look forward to was running away from the marriage leaving that Jackson guy all alone there. That would be the best punishment for him to agree to marry me.

What the hell does he even think of himself. Suddenly I remembered that once dad had given me his number too, why don't I just call him and ask him his opinions on the marriage and tell him that I'm so disinterested in marrying him.