After all this time

C H A P T E R 9

Why weddings are beautiful?  Amaya was wondering at this moment, watching the bride and groom on the stage. She was watching Vihaan and Malavika , who were looking at each other with so much love and happiness. Malavika leaned closer to him and whispered something in his ear and he smiled.
A genuine and happy smile on his lips. Amaya wanted to capture the moment and memorise it forever. She looked at them again and smiled herself.

' They look happy together... don't they?'
Adhvaith, who was standing next to her , handed her a champagne flute and smiled at her.

' Yes they do.' Amaya took a sip of the drink and scrunched her nose .

'Sorry... forgot to ask you about the drink. If you don't want champagne, there are soft drinks available too. I will get you something else ' his expression turned apologetic and Amaya waved it off.

'It's ok...I don't mind to have a little Champagne , this is more than enough.'

She took another sip. The lemon flavor hit the buds right away and it was kind of refreshing even though she didn't exactly loved it.

' I have seen him somewhere right?' Vihaan whispered to her when they were standing closely to take the picture. Amaya and Adhvaith had went up to the stage , to meet and greet the newly married couple.

' You probably have ' Amaya replied through her lips, as she was consciously trying to smile for the camera.

He was silent for a second and Amaya thought he was going to let it go without thinking more...boy...such a wrong assumption.

' Ammu.... isn't he that writer guy ? Right?' his eyes widened in recognition.

Of course he remembered. Amaya and her himalayan crush for the writer who looked great was a famous joke between them.
Ashi and Vihaan used to make fun of her for keeping the book for the sake of the author, without reading the book itself.

They used to taunt her a lot and Amaya just ignored them by saying there's nothing wrong with it.
' I am not going to see him ever and he would never know that I prefer to watch his face than reading his work also I am going to read his next book...which is going to be a fiction.
I am so excited ' she had giggled and Vihaan had patted her shoulder.

' Of course you are my hopeless romantic Ammu...and maybe some day you will meet him and if I am going to be around i will tell him about my girlfriend's obsession with a good looking writer '

' Do whatever you want ' Amaya replied as she stuck out her tongue.

Now that Amaya remembered all these,her smile literally vanished from her face.

' Wow ....I never thought that this day would come'
Vihaan smiled victoriously.

Amaya bit her lip.

' Adhvaith is just a friend Vihaan. There's nothing going on between us. Don't tell him anything and make it awkward for him... please ' she pleaded.

'Oh...? Okay then.
I wasn't going to tell him about it though. Don't worry Ammu ....even if you guys are seeing each other , that's totally fine. It's time that you start prioritizing yourself..... you know?'

He gave her a little pat on her shoulder.
A silent way of saying that he understood her. Amaya was grateful for it that he didn't ask any questions and was very nice with Adhvaith too.

But there were a few people, relatives probably, who were giving side eyes to her and talking among themselves.
Amaya overheard one of them saying

' What is this girl doing here on such a happy occasion? She had sent him away in the first place and now why is she here? Trying to look pretty and all...Such an attention seeker'