His Mira | Her Revenge

🦋 Fourteen • Sour And Sweet 🦋

Their ten days in Turkey were memorable. Shashank successfully tore Miraya's all lingerie sets as he had promised. They explored Istanbul in the day and explored each other's body at night. And ten days later, they were back in Awadh, back to their normal lives. Both of them joined their offices again.

That afternoon Miraya was having lunch with Kiran. They decided to stay in touch after how things ended up. The awkwardness was still there. But they were gradually opening up to each other.

“So... how's life going?” Miraya tried to initiate conversation with Kiran.

“Umm... quite confusing,” Kiran replied with an awkward smile.

“Aas told me that you have started consuming alcohol,” Miraya spoke while taking a bite of the pasta in her plate.

“Yeah, but it's nothing serious. It's an occasional thing. I'm not addicted.”

Miraya knew Kiran was lying. But she let it go for the time being. If she nagged her, Kiran will start distancing herself from her.

“I hope so. Take care of your health,” She smiled and both of them silently ate their dinner.

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Shashank was staring at the diet chart for last ten minutes. Miraya got him a diet plan from a dietician to control his abnormal eating habits.

“Where are your laxatives?” Miraya asked him as they were sitting on their bed.

“In the first drawer of my bedside table,” He replied.

Miraya went to his side, opened the drawer and took the pills. Without any hesitation she threw the laxatives in the dustbin.

“What the hell, Miraya!?” Shashank shouted at her.

“Don't use laxatives again,” She stated and sat down beside him again.

“You are acting like I have an eating disorder,” Shashank grumbled.

“You are showing the symptoms of eating disorder.”

Shashank glared at her. He threw the chart away and left the bedroom. Miraya sighed and picked the diet chart, keeping it on the nightstand. She wore her slippers and went to meet her parents, who had shifted to the neighborhood few days back.

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Shashank ignored her for the next two days. He didn't bother following the diet plan either. Miraya was annoyed by his behaviour. After dinner, when both of them entered their bedroom, Miraya lashed on him, “Shashank, what is this behaviour? You are ignoring me because I got a diet plan for you.”

Shashank rolled his entered the closet. Miraya too followed him inside.

“We aren't even married for a month and you have already started dictating me,” He taunted her while taking his t-shirt off.

Miraya scoffed, “I'm not dictating you. I just brought you a diet plan from a dietician. Why are you making a big deal out of this?”

“There's nothing wrong with my eating habits. I have a mascular physique. Of course, I have to eat more to maintain it,” He removed his trousers.

“Shashank, don't twist the facts. Your diet is far from being healthy,” She took two steps close to him.

“You are annoying me,” He complained.

“Try it for a month at least.”

“I won't. Leave me alone!” He told her angrily and went to the bathroom.

Miraya felt like crying. He was acting irrational when she was only trying to help him. She ambled to the bed and laid down on the mattress. Covering herself with the duvet, Miraya closed her eyes.