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.Chapter-13. Unspoken Emotions

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tere pyaar bina yu he 
zindagi jee rahe hai, 
akelepan se ab daar nahi 
lagta hume tere jaane ke baad 
yu he akele jee rahe hai!!!

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Ashwin's pov:

As the ring game concluded and Ashlyn emerged victorious, I found myself engulfed in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The sight of my spirited bride laughing and teasing with Viyaan only served to fuel the simmering anger and frustration bubbling within me. With each playful taunt, his sense of defeat grew, gnawing at me from within and threatening to consume me entirely.

As Ashlyn's laughter echoed through the halls of the mansion, My footsteps faltered, my heart heavy with a sense of defeat and humiliation as no one ever defeated me before but Just that Arranged wife Ashlyn. With each step I took, my anger burned hotter, a searing inferno of resentment and indignation raging within me. The facade of composure I had carefully maintained began to crumble, revealing the raw emotion that lay beneath.

As I reached the sanctuary of my room, I slammed the door shut behind me with a resounding thud, the sound reverberating through the silent confines of the chamber. Alone at last, I collapsed onto the edge of my bed, My hands trembling with pent-up frustration as I struggled to contain the storm of emotions raging within Me.

Author's pov:

In the solitude of his room, the weight of his defeat bore down upon him like a heavy burden, threatening to crush him beneath its relentless weight. His mind raced with thoughts of inadequacy and failure, his pride wounded by his inability to emerge victorious in the playful competition.

Fists clenched tightly at his sides, Ashwin fought to rein in the tide of rage that threatened to consume him whole. His chest heaved with each ragged breath, his jaw set in a stubborn line as he wrestled with the tumultuous emotions churning within him.

In the depths of his despair, Ashwin felt an overwhelming sense of isolation and loneliness wash over him, a bitter reminder of the distance that still lay between him and his spirited bride. Despite his best efforts to conceal his true feelings, he couldn't escape the crushing weight of his own disappointment and resentment.

And as he sat alone in the silence of his room, the echoes of Ashlyn's laughter ringing in his ears, Ashwin couldn't help but wonder the defeat he just got from his Newly arranged wife who just entered in his life and defeated him and teased him with his own brother.

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As Ashlyn watched Ashwin storm off upstairs without a word, a pang of concern and confusion pierced through her jubilant facade. Her laughter faltered, giving way to a furrowed brow and a troubled expression as she tried to make sense of his sudden departure.

For a moment, she stood rooted to the spot, her heart heavy with a sense of unease as she replayed the scene in her mind. Had she said something to upset him? Had her victory in the ring game wounded his pride more deeply than she had realized?

As she glanced around the room, her eyes seeking out Viyaan and Noha, she found herself torn between the joy of her triumph and the nagging worry for her husband's well-being. Despite their playful teasing and laughter, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach.

With a furrowed brow and a determined set to her jaw, Ashlyn made a silent vow to herself. She would find out what was troubling Ashwin, whatever it took. She couldn't bear the thought of him suffering in silence, his emotions hidden behind a mask of stoicism.