"Vikrant"
Damini whispered with teary eyes expecting him to change his decision but his eyes were speaking something else. It was showing that he was tired.
"You're with me, right. Let's go from here"
Vikrant cupped her cheeks as she closed her eyelashes for sometimes but then opened it with a soft smile.
"I'll come to you when you'll stand on your own, when you'll live your life on your own and will be happy for yourself. Now you need the one who will stay beside you the rest of your life and that is Shivanya"
She said pointing towards her.
"You're coming with me and I need you too beside me. That's final"
She lowered her eyelashes which indicating her denial.
"Don't do this"
He requested as his voice was breaking in mid.
"Go, Vikrant"
He didn't want to but he couldn't deny his mother's words too. At last he sighed in defeat.
Vikrant cupped her cheeks and kissed on her forehead as she gazed at him with teary eyes. Then he glanced at his father with his cold eyes.
"Zara si kharoch bhi ayi inhe to hum bhul jayenge ki hamara koi bap tha" (If she gets a single scratch I'll forget that I had a father once)
He warned his father and started leaving from there. He smiled at Shivanya as she smiled back and entangled her fingers with his.
Vikrant glanced at his mother one last time and they both left from there.
~❆~
"So, where we are going?"
He asked her while walking side by side.
"In my house, where else?"
Shivanya shrugged her shoulders casually.
"Shivanya, you know very well that I can't stay in your house just like that"
He put the point as she frowned.
"We're going to marry, isn't it?"
She asked as he sighed.
"You were the one who dragged me here saying you want to marry me after clearing all the misunderstandings which were occurred between us and now you're denying?"
She gave him a death glare as he shook his head.
"We will marry but I need time to build myself as you know I've nothing with me now and I can't marry you where I can't take care of you"
Shivanya gazed at him for some good seconds, then laughed aloud.
"So, what's the problem Mr. Mehrotra? We won't marry until you're getting settled and asking my hand from my father. Till then you'll stay my house. Don't worry, I'll charge money from you for every single thing after you're getting settled"
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