HIS REGRET

Chapter 5:

 I fix my sherwani for the umpteenth time. There is no problem in my costume .Its a beautiful golden sherwani and on top of it I wore a green emerald embedded chain. I'm was physically ready to get married. But mentally, I just want to get out of this stupid sherwani and just have a good nap. An escape from this reality where someone is going to take my Anvi's place though it is just in the eyes of the world, it physically hurts to do it .I'm trying not to think about future because whenever I think about it , I just go crazy.

Someone knocked on my door and when I muttered a small come in, my brother, Vansh Kapoor came in. The moment I looked into his face I knew something is wrong. "What happened now ?" I demanded. He let out a very fake chuckle and said "Of course you would know. Actually, Prerana ran away." He completed .I don't know if I should be happy that I don't have to get married or angry she betrayed me and my family and insulted me .My anger over powered my happiness and I rushed out of my room towards my parents .My mom and dad were speaking no arguing with Prerana's parents and Veer uncle was trying to console my parents .I was extremely angry to even think straight so I just kept my mouth shut because once I open them no one is going to be spared. When Arthika aunty said " Prerana ran away" that's when I realised Anvi was there .She looked so hot in that pink lehenga .

Oh for god's sake Ahaan your Fiance just left you at the altar and you are saying your ex is hot.

My inner mind mocked at me. When Anvi met my gaze I asked her to come out and of course being the stubborn women she is she didn't. I gave up on sign languages and dragged her out .I glared at her when we were out of our parents view. If she is the one who did this I swear to god I don't know what I would do because its not only about me its also about my parents and the company.

."You did that didn't you ?" I asked her clenching my jaws surprised that it still didn't break from the amount of pressure I'm putting on them. She in turned glared at my hand that is holding her elbow.

" Remove your hand" was all she said, when I refused to do that "Remove your hand or swear to god Ahaan I don't know what I would do to you" she threatened me and that had me removing my hand not because of fear but because of the disgust in her eyes .The same eyes that used to look full of love is replaced with full of disgust and I hate myself for doing that .

" Don't you think really high of yourself Mr.Kapoor .I don't give a damn who you get married to but betrayal really suits you though " she was about to leave but turned around and said with a cold tone "And you dare speak to me again in that tone I don't owe you shit" with that she left .I don't know what hurt me most her cold indifferent tone, her not giving shit what I do .But one thing I know the amount of hurt I'm felling is not even 10% of hurt she felt and I gladly accept her hatred for me .I collected my emotions as much as possible and made my way towards my room. Anvi or her family was no where to be found .Then my father said something that shook me to core.

When Dad asked me to marry Anvi for the sake of family reputation ,i could give two fucks about their reputation .All i thought was Anvi and surprisingly her little devil of a daughter Zoya .I know its selfish to say yes to the marriage and I also clearly know that Anvi would want me to deny the proposal but I just couldn't. All I knew was that Anvi would be mine again but this time as my Wife and not as my Girlfriend. O.M.G!!! MY WIFE!!!. That moment I didn't give any fuck about Prerana.

I'm now sitting in the mantap doing all the rituals that the pandit je is asking me to do with all the excitement and happiness in the world that a groom shouldn't have whose bride just ditched him on their wedding day .I know I'm selfish but do I care fuck no .I know I can take care of her ,I can make her happy again but along with her - no our daughter and I would earn her forgiveness and their trust ,it's a promise I'm making to myself today.

From the corner of my eyed I could see Zoya throwing daggers at me but I could handle her, I guess. Our first impression wasn't that great, for my defence I didn't know she was Anvi's daughter. I just saw Druv along with her and wanted to speak to him so I just pulled a prank on her ,I know its not very adult like hell it was not at all me but I wanted to speak to him so badly. He and my sister are dating for the past 5 years and not even once he looked into my eyes let alone spoke to me .Whenever I tried to initiate a conversation he would avoid me like I wasn't even there. Not even in my engagement party he spoke. I didn't only lose my love that day I also lost my best friend .I know we can't go back to how it used to be but a person can try right. That day at the mall he spoke, no threatened me "Don't you dare come near her again. I left you for what you did to Anvi but Anvi and I both wouldn't spare you if you come anywhere near her again. You would be six feet under ground before you can think about it ". What's with these Kashyaps and threats.

My trace broke when Anvi made her way towards the mandap. Druv was standing beside her and was looking ready to kill me if he gets one approving look from his sister .I could care less .

All my focus was on my Anvi. Anvi looked breathtaking in her red lehenga. She wore a green emerald set of jewellery that matched mine. Her face wasn't showing any happiness that wouldn't have been the case if I had not fucked us up. Her face was void of any emotion. As she came near the mandap she looked at Zoya who looked as if she was about to cry. Anvi whispered something in Druv's ears who in turn glared at her but reluctantly made his way towards Zoya .He picked her up and whispered something and patted her back lovingly .She no more looked like she was about to cry but she still was sulking .

I really admire Druv's relationship with Zoya. I wish I could share such a relationship with her in the future. I wasn't ready to become a husband in the first place let alone a father for a 3 year old. But I'm ready to try. I don't know about being a good father but I can be her friend ,right. Baby steps I reminded myself and shifted my focus on my bride.

Anvi didn't meet my eyes as she sat beside me .I couldn't take my eyes of her, I was just following instructions like a machine who was preprogrammed .My trace broke when pandid ji asked me to tie the mangalsutra.I gladly did and filled her fore head with sindoor. It still feels like a dream ,me getting married to Anvi.I wouldn't break this sweet dream for anyone this time .I wouldn't let her go this time and more importantly I wouldn't hurt her this time for my insecurities .Its my promise to myself.

Ahaan and Anvi's wedding look

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