Guilty

Chapter 8 - Whispers of Crossroads

Keerthi meticulously set up the dinner table, arranging the cutlery, plates, and glasses with an innate sense of grace and precision. The atmosphere in the Rathore mansion was laden with a mix of worry and expectation as the family prepared to come together for their evening meal.

Tara, Arjun, and Rana were the first to arrive at the table, taking their seats with a subdued yet palpable sense of concern for Aadhya. The absence of Aditya, still secluded in his room, was noticeable, and it cast a shadow over the usually lively family gatherings.

Keerthi, sensing the tension, silently urged her husband, Rana, to speak with Aditya. She knew that Aditya's involvement in supporting Aadhya during this trying time was crucial not only for Aadhya but for the family as a whole.

As the aroma of the meal filled the air, Keerthi gently informed the family about her intention to invite Aadhya to join them. Tara, thoughtful and compassionate, voiced her concern. "Vadhina, I don't think she'll be comfortable joining us, especially with all that has happened."

Rana, displaying his usual wisdom and empathy, intervened. "Tara, we are family. It's important she knows we're here for her. Go and call her, and please ask Aditya to join us for dinner as well."

Tara nodded and excused herself, making her way upstairs to where Aadhya was staying. Her steps were measured, and her mind filled with thoughts of how to approach Aadhya. 

Tara made her way to the guest room where Aadhya was staying, a hint of nervousness in her steps. The door was slightly ajar, and she could hear murmurs from inside. As she entered, she found Prerna and Vikram there, engaging in a conversation with Aadhya.

With a warm smile, Tara greeted them, "Hi, I hope I'm not intruding. Dinner is ready."

Prerna, always graceful, responded, "Thank you, Tara. I appreciate the invitation, but it's already late and I have to leave now, sorry."

Tara added, "Aadhya, would you like to join us for dinner? The family is waiting."

A flicker of hesitation crossed Aadhya's face, but she maintained her silence. Vikram, understanding her struggle, spoke softly, "It's okay if you don't feel up to it. Just remember to eat on time and take care of yourself."

Prerna and Vikram excused themselves, giving Aadhya some space. Tara felt torn, torn between the family's concern and her understanding of Aadhya's unease. "Aadhya," she began gently, "we're all here for you, whenever you're ready."

Aadhya managed a small nod, her gratitude evident. But the storm within her continued to rage, and she remained hesitant to step into the familial embrace offered by the Rathores. 

Tara, understanding Aadhya's discomfort, spoke gently, "Aadhya, if you prefer, I can get your food brought up here for you. We want you to feel comfortable."

Prerna, addressing Aadhya in a more familiar manner, added, "Yes, Aadhu, we don't want to overwhelm you. Just take your time."

Aadhya appreciated their understanding and managed a small smile of gratitude. "Thank you," she murmured softly, appreciating their consideration. Tara nodded, acknowledging Aadhya's feelings, and headed back to the dining table.

Prerna and Vikram exchanged a glance, silently hoping that Aadhya would find solace in her own time and way. With that, they continued downstairs, leaving Aadhya to her thoughts.

Tara knocked gently on Aditya's slightly ajar door, peeking in to see him engrossed in his work on the laptop. "Annaya, dinner is ready. Won't you join us?"

Aditya, his attention divided between the screen and his thoughts, shook his head slightly. "Not right now, Tara. I have some work to finish."

Tara felt a pang of disappointment but understood his dedication to the family's responsibilities. She sighed, "Alright, annaya. But do come down when you can. We miss you at the table."