Kavya's Pov:
Arriving at Mumbai Airport, I took a look at my surroundings as I walked through the airport. Everything seems to be different from what I saw an year back. Even the air had a distinct smell lingering in it. A couple of minutes later a cab arrived which I had booked online. I gave my address to the cab driver and asked him to take me there.
While sitting inside the cab there was a mixed feeling in my heart, I was satisfied that finally I'll be able to do the rituals of my parents anniversary in their own home however going against Viraj made left me at an insufferable space.
Though we have been together for a year only but I know my lack of presence in our home must be making him go crazy.
Even one thought of his is enough to make me feel giddy. The past one year had been nothing but exciting and satisfactory for me. I hope I was strong enough to express my feelings boldly in front of Viraj but whenever I see him or be in his presence I always feel like melting away.
His presence holds a strong impact in my life, unknowingly he has given me a lot of strength. I don't remember much post my accident but there were thoughts like how would my marriage be with Viraj but he was nothing like what I had imagined in my worst nightmares.
He had always given me space in our initial months of marriage never laid hands on me unnecessarily.
There is so much respect, faith with the friendly comfort in our relationship. Though we haven't kissed yet like other married couples, but unlike them our relationship is more of emotional and mental intimacy.
I thought while looking outside through the cab window. All these thoughts made me excited to the core, a sudden red hue took on my cheeks that I started rolling down the window to breath in the fresh air.
It took us around an hour to reach my home from the airport. I stepped down and paid the driver accordingly.
I turned in the opposite direction and saw my own house where I have been raised by my parents. It was locked and there was a lot of dust and dirt surrounding on it's outskirts.
I sauntered towards the main door and tried opening the lock it took my around five minutes to open it as it had got jammed.
The moment I unlocked the door and took a step inside my place I felt a shiver of relief passing my body.
It is rightly said that home is not just a place where you live and sleep. It is more than that it is a feeling of comfort, love, and care. It is the place where your heart and soul find peace and relaxation.
As I started taking steps inside my home, all my memories came rushing down in my mind. Every nook and corner in this place had a different kind of scent to it that I can never find it anywhere else, this scent was nothing but the love and care of my family which I could only feel close to my heart.
I started exploring my house and went towards the small yet dainty garden at the entrance to my home. It was not taken care of properly as now my house was nothing but barren.
We in our home have three graceful and fancy bedrooms with the master bathroom on one side and the other two bedrooms on the opposite side of the house. There are translucent curtains running throughout the house and the main drawing room was painted in a blue colour giving it's appearance a different look.
After reminiscing all my good memories I started cleaning all the rooms one by one so that I could call the Pandit Ji(Priest) for the Pooja(Prayer).
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On the other side to say Viraj was furious would be an understament.
He kept on pacing back and forth, his veins were popping out in the rage, more than the anger there was this despair which he never wanted to feel again but his wife had forced him now to go through the anxiousness again.
Viraj frustratingly picked his mobile which was lying on the front table. One year back when he came to Goa he was pretty much clear that he would never go on the route which had provided him luxury at the cost of pain but now he had no other option but to go back in that vicious cycle of death and survival.
Viraj dialed a number desperately yet with a little courage.
"Is it you? Am I speaking with you or this is the side-effects of my morning hangover." Viraj heard the other person on the line muttering the following words.
"Will you shut your mouth." I replied back getting more riled up.
"Now I am hundred percent sure it's you, I can even bet blindly on my expensive wine bottle." The unknown voice continued without any care in the world.
"Kavya has gone, though I am sure I know the place where she can be currently." Viraj said in complete anguish.
"What? What the hell are you saying? You allowed her to come back to Mumbai? You know if she gets to know ---" The other person started panicking when he was cut off by the rough voice of Viraj.
"Can you tone down your voice on me, have you forgotten who I am. Just because you are my best friend doesn't mean you can disrespect my authority." Viraj yelled.
"I am sorry boss, what do you want me to do?" The Stranger pacified.
"Ask our trusted man to keep a watch on her, I don't want anybody knowing that she is in Mumbai, keep her away from all the people and places which can remind her the past." Viraj ordered making the other person go silent.
"I'll be on it, when will you be coming back bro."
"I'll be back by tonight and I am sorry I am just afraid of losing her." Viraj whispered making the other person on line chuckle.
"You are a gone case but I hope you would have told her before about how you feel." The other person said making Viraj go numb. He was terrified at the mere thought of losing her, she was his sanity and if Kavya leaves him he will again go back in the dark world where he used to survive before.
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Hey Guys 🌷
•How is the story turning out to be?
•I will write more romantic scenes between Kavya and Viraj before it goes downhill. 😉
•So far anybody got the hint of the character's past or what is the secret Viraj is keeping up to himself?
•What do you all think about Viraj so far?
•Just on a light note I really feel upset because of the lack of response on this book. I don't know if it's worth your interest so far or not🥹🙃
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RomanceViraj Grover a 28 years old, working in a Fintech Organisation. He is a man of actions, has no family. His only family member is his wife whom he loves a lot. Kavya Grover a 27 years old, working as a teacher in a private school. She is married to...