Mallika sat quietly, her hands adorned with the vibrant hues of turmeric paste, a symbol of the forthcoming celebration. Yet, her mind wandered to memories of Sumedh, her ex-husband. Despite the passage of time, his presence lingered like an unresolved melody.
Mallika: yeh sumedh hamesha mere mind par hai. Ughhh
Harsh, with his heart brimming with affection for Mallika, approached her tentatively. "
Harsh: Hey, Mallika, you look stunning," he murmured, his voice laced with adoration.
Mallika managed a polite smile, masking the turmoil within. "
Mallika: Thank you, Harsh," she replied, her gaze distant.
Harsh hesitated, sensing Mallika's inner turmoil but unsure of how to breach the subject. He longed to confess his feelings, yet the timing seemed painfully wrong.
Sumedh's pov
Meanwhile, at sumedh home, he was working until Sumedh found solace amidst the innocent laughter of his niece. "Who do you love the most, Uncle Sumedh?" his niece inquired, her eyes wide with curiosity.
The question pierced through Sumedh's reverie, and he faltered for a moment. Images of Mallika flooded his mind, igniting a flicker of longing he thought he had extinguished. "No one, sweetheart," he replied softly, a wistful smile gracing his lips.
His brother, Basant, observed the exchange with a knowing look. "You still love her, Sumedh," he remarked gently, his tone tinged with empathy. "And you still have time to tell her."
Sumedh's heart constricted at Basant's words, the weight of unspoken emotions pressing upon him. Why did Mallika occupy his thoughts so persistently, despite their fractured past?
Back to Haldi
As the festivities unfolded, Mallika found herself drawn to Harsh's unwavering companionship, his gentle gestures a balm to her wounded soul. Yet, she remained oblivious to the depths of his affection, her heart tethered to memories she struggled to release.
Sumedh wrestled with his own turmoil, grappling with the realization that his feelings for Mallika had never truly waned. The echo of Basant's words reverberated in his mind, urging him to confront his dormant emotions before it was too late.
Amidst the swirl of emotions and unspoken desires, the haldi day unfolded, weaving a tapestry of tangled hearts and unspoken confessions. And amidst it all, love lingered, a silent specter, waiting to be acknowledged.
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Kesariya
FanfictionSumedh lives in a huge house alone. He had decided to let one person to live at the house on rent. Mallika is a young girl who just moved to mumbai and decided to live as a tenet. T=Everything was going alright in their lives until things took a une...
