"𝑰-𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒐."
"𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓."
•𝐃𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐭𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚:
A business-woman with a painful past that haunts her. She is emotionless and unmoved, or that is what she...
"Dhivti, you look like an angel in this white saree," Anisha compliments and I give her a small smile. She was persistent on making me wear this saree for her reception. Apparently, she thought it was meant for me.
Today is the last day of Anisha's wedding rituals and the start of her happily ever after.
"Dhivu, I am going out for Aarav and my photoshoot before the reception starts."
"Okay. I will be in the event hall."
I move towards the hall but almost trip because of the saree. I am wearing a saree for the first time and I have no idea how I am supposed to walk in this thing. I try to make my pleats again because I feel they are too long. I should tuck them a little more.
I don't even know how to do this. Anisha made me wear it and right now, she's busy.
"How the hell is this supposed to be?" I murmur to myself.
Just then I see a hand trying to make my pleats. I look towards the owner only for him to be Jahaan Joshi.
Jahaan. I can't stop thinking about this man. He makes my heart beat in a way it never has.
Yesterday, I got a panic attack after seeing Anisha with her father. It made my heart ache for my own. The affection between Anisha and uncle triggered me. I tried my best to not let it get to me but at the end, I had to excuse myself and have my moment.
Just when it was getting harder to console myself, this beautiful man came and held me. I felt at peace. Usually, I hurt myself during a panic attack and when Jahaan held me, I was scared I would hurt him too but he refused to let me go. He stood by my side.
'Weak? You are the strongest damn woman I have ever known, Dhivti Verma.' I recall his words and the intensity in his eyes when he said them made me shudder internally. It proved that he meant them and made me want to believe him as well.
At that moment, when I was in his arms and he was calming me down, I felt safe. The safest I have felt in a long time. How and why?
"Pull up, Dhivti. Tuck in," his voice breaks my train of thoughts.
I did as he said. "Thank you," I murmur in a low voice.
"You look incredibly beautiful," he said and I avert my eyes from the floor to him. His eyes hold the same intensity.
I look at him too. He is also wearing white. He looks dashing as ever.
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"You don't look bad yourself," I say.
"Did Dhivti Verma just compliment me?" he raises his left eyebrow. I just glare at him which makes him smile. I remember when he told me that he finds my glares adorable. I was a blushing mess and he might have noticed it too.
