"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑡; ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.."
Sana Gill, age 21, is a typical princess girl. She is the only daughter of her r...
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SIDHARTH POV
After two weeks....
We were supposed to be in London by now. In our own apartment. Me, going to university to take my classes. And Sana would stay home, rest and do some home chores, waiting for me to come home, far away from all the negative people and everything bad. But, unfortunately, we are still here in India.
Her father, Mr. Gill asked us to stay till mid November. Mid November, which is a month to go. It's just October the 13th. Not even 15th.
Mr. Gill and Ms. Divya is getting married on 8th November. So, he requested us to stay for another month. His explanation was, Sana's semester will start from January. So, we are still getting one and a half months more, even after going in mid November. And, about my job, he assured me he will handle it talking with the principal who is in charge of the university.
I didn't like it. I don't like rich people and their fucking powers aka money talks. But unfortunately, I fell in love with a rich man's daughter. So, I have to deal with it anyways, for the rest of my life.
Even though, I thought to deny his offer at first. But I couldn't do it. When I saw Sana's happy face.
She is very excited about their wedding. After all, one of her dreams is coming true. Having good parents and a happy family. She can't stop gushing over them. She found them cute together. And call herself a DiRaj shipper.
What the fuck is a shipper anyways? I have no fucking idea. And I don't wanna know anyways. So, I didn't ask her.I let her stay in her fantasy world if that makes her happy.
Her happiness. Her smile. Her laugh. That's all that matters to me. In short, she is happy, I am happy.
I told her father, it would be a little early for him to get married to Ms. Divya. People can talk about him. Mostly about Ms. Divya. After all, she was his daughter's nanny. Plus, his ex-wife died in a so-called set up accident a week ago. He laughed at my words as if I joked.
I wasn't.
But later, he explained to me, that people already know about their broken marriage. So, it won't be a problem. But most of all, he doesn't give a shit about anything and anyone. People have a mouth, they will talk. He can't let them dictate their life. He has been living a life without his love for so long that he can't wait anymore. He wants to make her his as soon as possible. They have waited enough.
They told us about their love story in a brief. So, I couldn't agree more. He is right at his place.
Wise fucking man.
Yesterday, he told me, he wants to invite my family to his wedding. But, I denied the idea. I don't want any drama at their dream wedding. I know my family. They won't come, moreover they'll judge them. Which I don't want. I can't let anyone get humiliated by anyone. Either my family or Sana's family.
