He was handsome, Akshara thought, objectively speaking of course. Handsome and smelled nice so there was that but he was mean, very very mean and she had observed him, seen how he interacted with everyone and it seemed like he singled her out specifically to take his anger out on her.
If he would've listened to her, she would've told him what was happening but after his constant ignoring of her texts she had given up. She had someone in her life who ignored her and her existence, she didn't need Abhimanyu to do that as well.
Looking at her ring carefully, Akshara noticed that she despised it. It felt like A branding from Abhimanyu and she wasn't going to be his, he might be marrying her but mind, heart, body and soul were all hers! Black stone, just like his very black heart she thought before rubbing her arm where Bade Papa had grabbed her with the very same hand.
Abhimanyu's warning about the Birla house being his lair and the things he would do to her were playing on a constant loop in her mind, what did he mean? She was strong but he was like a mountain, she wasn't even half his size, both in body and height. He could cause her unprecedented pain if he put his heart into it but somehow Akshara doubted it, he was a doctor but more importantly he was Manjari Aunty's son. Akshara could question everything in her life, but she would never put Manjari Aunty's upbringing to doubt. No, it was just a threat to fuck with her head, she deduced but even then, the lingering wasps of darkness clung to her soul.
Akshara's next few days went by in a flurry of work and the upcoming nuptials were forgotten and buried deep within. Just this morning she had been called at Birla Hospital to help a patient out with funding and she had gone there with a beating heart hoping that she wouldn't come across her fiancé. Her heart would have dropped out of her chest as she made her way over to the patient room where her patient was waiting for her. He was on the waitlist for a liver transplant and had recently found a donor, Akshara was helping him source the funds so he didn't have to go bankrupt in the process. The campaign she had designed for him accompanied a very true story of his background and hardships and had amassed a massive following on social media where everyone was rooting for him and his health!
The staff at the Birla Hospital loved Akshara and her them since she was a well-known face ever since Seva broke ground, so she had to wonder how they felt about the monster walking amidst them. Her thoughts came to standstill when she heard some nurses whispering to each other about HIM.
"Dr. Birla is getting married in a few weeks, did you know?" FUCK OFFFF what happened to Mr. I want to keep it under wraps, Akshara scoffed and giggled before hurriedly catching herself not wanting anyone to know that she was listening in.
"Whoever it is must be a lucky girl" one nurse whispered. Lucky my foot. She wanted to scream from the top of her lungs about how unlucky she was to be saddled with that mean monster.
"He is so sweet and patient and kind, of course she must be a lucky girl" HAAAAH which Dr. Birla were they talking about? The one she knew was none of those things, always grumpy, rude and mean. "I mean, also very very hot" the nurses tittered together and Akshara felt the color rise to her cheeks, yeah this she would give to them, he was quite good looking but he always had a mean scowl on his face so the nice face did nothing for her. Not wanting to eavesdrop any longer, Akshara hurried back into the room praying that the fact that she was the bride would be hidden from everyone.
*Can you make sure that nobody finds out about our wedding? Our pictures don't get into papers and stuff?I don't want us to be linked together in the outside world* she texted him, knowing she wouldn't get a response but at least he read it. All her other texts were read immediately by him so she knew it had to rub on his raw nerves, Akshara grinned devilishly hoping her texts ruined at least some part of his day. Miserable monster. Whistling to herself she left the hospital to go back to her office, something about ruining his day had put a spring in her step. Bade papa had wanted a grand celebration and would have announced it in the papers but she hoped Abhimanyu would back her up at least in this, she wouldn't ask for anything else.

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Discordance
FanfictionWelcome back lovelies! This is a ff for Abhira but can honestly be read as a standalone. The story will follow a forced arrange marriage with PLENTY of angst to the point where you might want to pull your hair out... or mine. This book will have t...