What A Beautiful Face She Has

Dilemma

Stella's POV:

I felt terrible after hearing my mother’s words and the guest's insults. I have no one to support me except my dad.

My dad never forced me to lose weight or body-shamed me. He always supported me, unlike my mom.

I was taken aback. The trauma I went through resurfaced before my eyes. I felt suffocated. Before I could completely lose myself in my trauma, a sound interrupted me.

It was my phone. Someone was calling me.

I searched for my phone inside my college bag. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID, it was Jeni.

"Jeni?"
I answered the call.

"Hello, sollu d."
("Hello, tell me.")

"Hey, stew. Naan avana parthen d."
("Hey, stew. I saw him.")

"Yaara?"
("Whom?")

"Athan d avaru."
("It's him.")

"Evanu? Theliva solriya?"
("Who? Say it clearly.")

"Achocho, thappu ma idhellam. Kalyanam pannika poravana avan ivan lam sola kudadhu."
("Hey, all this is wrong. You shouldn’t disrespect the one you’re going to marry.")

"Katika poravana? Yaaru d avan?"
("The one I’m going to marry? Who is he?")

"Hey, loosu. Athan d, John."
("Hey, idiot. It’s John.")

What the hell? How could she have seen John? Is she playing a prank on me?

"Ennadhu…enga partha?"
("What? Where did you see him?")

"Clg mudinju veetuku poitu irundhen d apo railway station la train kaga wait pannitu irundhen apo avaru luggage oda train lendhu erangunaru. Unna parka tha Chittor lendhu vandhu irukaru pola, d."
("I was heading home after college, waiting at the railway station for my train. Then I saw him getting off the train with his luggage. He must have come from Chittor to see you.")

I was baffled and nervous. How could he come here? Is Jeni lying to me? No, no, this can’t be happening.

"Naan pesalamnu avaru kita ponen."
("I thought I could talk to him.")

"Ennadhu? Loosu, paithiyama unnaku?"
("What? Are you mad?")

"Seri, seri bayapadadha. I didn’t talk to him. Naan yarune theriyadhu avaruku, epdi poi pesuradhu."
("Okay, okay, don’t worry. I didn’t talk to him. He doesn’t even know me, so how could I just go and talk to him?")

I was relieved as soon as I realized she hadn’t spoken to him.

"Hey, machi. Onu solren d. Paiyan photo va vida nerla azhaga irukan d. Lucky poonai d nee."
("Hey, listen. I have to tell you, he looks even better in person than in his photo. You’re one lucky girl.")

I unknowingly blushed upon hearing her words.

"Seri, ok. Train vandhuruchu, I’ll talk to you later. Parthu irundhuko d, avaru Chennai vandhutaru. Dheedirnu unna parka veetuku vandhura poraru," she teased me.
("Okay, the train has arrived. I’ll talk to you later. Be prepared; he’s in Chennai now. He might suddenly show up at your place to see you.")

"Chumma iru," I said and hung up the call.
("Just stop it.")

I was blushing like anything.

My happiness faded away when reality hit me. How could Jeni have seen John at the railway station? Is she hallucinating?

Who is John, anyway? How could he be in Chennai?

Actually, John is not my dad's friend’s son.

I don’t even know who he is. I wanted to play a big prank on Jeni, so I decided to prank her by showing her a guy’s photo and claiming he was my fiancé.

I was randomly scrolling through Instagram when I came across John's profile. Actually, he’s not John, his name is Mathew or Madhav, something like that.

He looked decent, so I decided to take his photos from Instagram and prank Jeni.

The prank was successful. But now, I'm scared. Why did John come to Chennai? Is he from Chennai or what?
I opened Instagram and searched for his ID: Mathew Varghese, his full name.

I read his bio:

God is Great.
I'm living for my mother. My mother is my world.
Tamizhan endru sollada thalai nimirndhu nilada.
("Say you’re a Tamilian, hold your head high.")
Chennai's handsome businessman.

Oh my god, he’s from Chennai? Oh no, I’m scared.

But, unknowingly, a desire formed in my heart.
What if I really meet him, and he falls for me?

The guy looks so good. I like him. God, please make it happen with Mathew.
I was praying.

Then, I got refreshed, and before I could open the door, I heard the relatives giggling.

Alright, there’s no need to go out and ruin my mood now. I’ll go out after they leave.

I lay down on my bed and opened Instagram. As soon as I did, his account popped up.

I blushed, seeing his pictures. I started checking his account.

Author: Idhuku peru stalking.

(This is called stalking.)

In my language, it’s not stalking. I’m just casually checking his profile.

He seemed rich. He had taken photos in Dubai, France, and other places. One picture caught my attention. He was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower. Man, visiting Paris is one of the wishes on my bucket list. I will fulfill it soon.

I also noticed that he has posted reels.

One of his romantic reels caught my attention.

"Mutthham ketkiradhe oh oh...
Oru vedhiyal matram ennul unnai kandal edho nadakiradhe.
Un idaiyil oorvalam sella..."
("Asking for a kiss, oh oh...
If I see you even for a moment, something happens within me.
To wander around your waist...")

His expressions were mind-blowing in that reel. It felt like he was singing that song for me.

I was living in a fantasy. Where is all this going to lead?

Suddenly, something struck my mind.

"Ivlo gunda irundha yaru unna kalyanam pannipanga?" Those relative’s words echoed in my mind.
("Who will marry you when you're this overweight?")

Suppose, with God’s grace, I meet him, would he accept me? I’m overweight, and he looks like a model. He wouldn’t even like me.
What if he rejects me and says hateful things? I could accept it if he rejected me, but if he spoke harshly to me, I wouldn’t be able to tolerate it.

I have a fragile heart, and I cannot bear hurtful words. Also, even if he accepted me as I am, would he stay after hearing about my past?

No one has stayed with me after learning about my past. Jeni was the first person to stay because I only opened up about my past to her. Not even my parents know about my traumatic past.

Forget Mathew. But whoever ends up marrying me, would he accept me after knowing about my traumatic past?

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