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.Chapter-7. Unexpected Connections

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Kaun Kehta hai ki dil
sirf lafzo se dukhaya jata hai 
Teri khamoshi bhi 
kabhi kabhi... 
Aankhein nam krdeti hai.

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Ashwin's pov:

As I stood outside the Arora family mansion, watching the light spill from the windows and hearing the faint sounds of laughter and conversation from within, a whirlwind of emotions churned within him.

I couldn't shake the nagging feeling of uncertainty that gnawed at his insides. What would Ashlyn think of me? Would she be like the others, charmed by her beauty and oblivious to the complexities beneath the surface?

Ashwin's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. On one hand, I felt a pang of guilt for what he Fought for. I hadn't wanted this arranged marriage, and the thought of deceiving her weighed heavily on my conscience.

Yet, a voice within me whispered that it didn't matter. After all, love wasn't a consideration in arranged marriages, was it? I reminded himself that I would make it clear to Ashlyn from the start—there would be no love, no expectations, no illusions of a fairy-tale romance. It would be a pragmatic union, nothing more.

But even as I tried to convince myself of my resolve, a flicker of doubt danced at the edges of my consciousness. What if Ashlyn will reject me? after all that drama on road?

"Why the heck am I thinking bout all this... come to your senses Ashwin! you don't have to do anything of course after all I don't trust anyone right! it's just a marriage. Zayada se zayada kya hoga? kuch bhi toh nahi bss mere room or ghar mein ek member add hoga.(what will happen at the worst. Nothing but a member will be added in my room and mansion)" I whispered to myself still nervous .

My inner turmoil reached a crescendo as I grappled with my conflicting emotions. On one hand, I longed for acceptance, for the assurance that Ashlyn would understand and respect my boundaries. Yet, on the other hand, he feared the vulnerability that came with opening himself up to the possibility of rejection or disappointment.

Taking a deep breath, I squared my shoulders and steeled himself for what lay ahead. "tu kar sakta hai(You can do this), Ashwin," I muttered to myself, a mantra of determination amidst the chaos of my thoughts. "Bss andar jaa baith, or formalities kar (Just go inside, sit through the formalities), and then it'll be done. No expectations, no complications."

With a final resolve, Ashwin pushed open the door and stepped into the warmth of the Arora family home, ready to face whatever awaited him, even as the uncertainty of the future loomed large in his mind.

Author's pov:

As Ashwin stepped into the Arora family home with a demeanour of quiet confidence, his presence seemed to electrify the air. Anaya and Ashlyn, frozen in shock, exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Anaya's voice broke through the stunned silence, her words tinged with astonishment. "You... Are you... the groom?" she managed to utter, her voice trailing off as she struggled to comprehend the unexpected turn of events.

Ashwin remained silent, his gaze meeting Ashlyn's for a fleeting moment before turning towards his grandpa, who had observed the exchange with a furrowed brow. Sensing the tension in the air, he intervened with a question that hung heavy with implication. "tum dono ek dusre ko jaante ho (You both know each other)?"