IS IT LOVE?

THREE

AUTHOR'S POV :

Maithili didn't realize when sleep consumed her waiting for her husband. "Again I slept on the couch," she thought. As she woke up, she couldn't help but think about the previous night. Her mind was filled with doubts and fears about this marriage, as she waited for him to return. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being forced into this union and wondered if her husband would even want her.

As the morning sun shone through the window, she realized that he had not come back. A sense of loneliness and sadness filled her heart, as she tried to push away the thoughts of a loveless marriage. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't help but wonder what her fate would be in this marriage. Would he reject her? Would he ever truly love her? These questions consumed Maithili's mind, leaving her with a sense of uncertainty and apprehension.

Growing up in a household where she felt unloved and uncared for, she couldn't help but long for a little bit of love. From a young age, she yearned for someone to hold her, to listen to her, to show her that she mattered. But as the years went by, her hope for love began to fade. She saw her parents' distant relationship and witnessed the lack of affection in their home.

She couldn't understand why love seemed to come so easily to others, while it remained elusive to her. Despite it all, she held onto the belief that one day, she would find love. She dreamed of falling in love with someone who would show her what true love felt like. She craved the warmth and tenderness that came with being in a loving relationship.

And even though she had never experienced it, she held onto the hope that someday, she too would find someone who would love and care for her unconditionally.

"You're not worthy of love"

"Koi pagal hi hoga jo tumse pyar karega"
(The person who will love you might be crazy)

"Stop being delusion Maithili, when mom-dad never considered loving you, you think someone else will love you??"

These words always made her self-conscious. Every time she heard them, a wave of insecurity and doubt washes over her. They serve as a painful reminder of the strained relationship she had with her parents, who have never shown her the love and affection that she sees in other families.

MAITHILI'S POV :

It makes me question my self-worth and wonder if anyone will ever truly love me. It's a constant battle to push these negative thoughts away and believe that there is someone out there who will love me for who I am. But these words echo in my mind, creating doubts and insecurities that are hard to ignore. They make me second-guess every relationship and fear that I am not worthy of love. Despite my efforts to brush them off, these words continue to haunt me and make me feel self-conscious about my ability to be loved.

But then again Father said he's a businessman. Obviously, he didn't tell me this I just overheard him telling this to Mother. Maybe he had a meeting and was busy with work. Or maybe he just needs time to adapt this Marriage and all. Let's not lose hope.

My day went by just like yesterday. Nothing new. In the evening just like yesterday, I'm sitting here waiting for my unnamed husband.

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As I lay on the couch, my eyelids felt heavy and my body relaxed, ready to drift off into a peaceful slumber. However, the calmness was abruptly interrupted when the front door suddenly swung open. My heart almost came out as I thought someone intruded here but every nerve of mine fell at ease when I saw him entering.

In that split second, my mind was jolted awake and all traces of sleep vanished as if it never existed. He entered the house, his presence filling the space with an energy that instantly woke me up. The drowsiness was replaced with excitement and anticipation, as I eagerly awaited his arrival.

I looked up and saw his eyes were already on me. He's looking at me with his calculative gaze. I stood up and went to the kitchen, still feeling his gaze on my back, and poured water into a glass. When I came back, he was already sitting on the couch. I went to him and forwarded the glass of water to him.

First, he looked at the glass and then at my face but didn't take the glass. And my insecurities kicked in, does he also think that I am ugly? Was he reconsidering his decision of marrying me?

I was thinking to withdraw my hand when he took the glass but his eyes never left my face. As he took the glass of water from me, I saw a small smile tug at the corner of his lips. A smile threatened to break on my face too but I composed myself.

As he sipped the water, his chest puffed out slightly and his posture straightened, giving off an air of confidence and superiority. He seemed to be savoring the taste of the water as if it was a luxury he rarely indulged in. It was as if my small gesture of bringing him a glass of water had elevated him to a higher status, and he reveled in it. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration for the man before me.

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That's it for this chapter hope you all like it.
English is not my first language so there can be some grammatical mistakes.
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