Angeline - His Uninvited Queen ✅

47 - Acceptance

Hi lovelies, This is the second update today. Please make sure to read the previous one, if you missed it so that you will be connected with the flow of the story.

Arun's POV:

I got the answer from Diya for my question.

I opened my eyes and shifted my eyes to Diya's cute childhood wall photo in which she was smiling divinely. I asked in my mind to ensure again. "Are you really happy? Won't you really get angry with me, or won't you really get hurt, if I live with Angel hereafter? You gave me a second chance to live. Now I am seeing a second chance to love. Won't you really get hurt, if I take this chance?"

Srisha asked, breaking my thoughts. "If you are still in a dilemma, just reverse the roles. What if you died and Diya akka is alive? Will your soul get hurt, if Diya akka finds love again in someone else? Will your soul get hurt, if she chooses to marry again?"

"No." I immediately replied. "I was the person who separated myself from Diya and I really wished she would move on from me and fall in love again with any other person who deserves her love. While living on this earth itself, I wanted her to move on from me for her and her family's happiness. If I died, I would never ever get hurt. Instead I would have rested in peace. Whether we live or die, if our loved ones are happy in their life, we will be happy. Otherwise, it's not love at all."

Sree smiled warmly. "This thought made you deserve her love. The same way, Diya akka too would have the same thoughts, right? She will not get hurt because of your happiness, if she really loved you, right?"

She made me dumbfounded. I wondered why I didn't think this till that moment and let myself in a fire. Then I realized, I was in a dilemma because Diya was the reason I started to live. Diya was the reason my life turned beautiful. But her life was already beautiful. I just added beauty to her life. While she created a garden from a deserted land, I just sprinkled water on an already blossoming garden. That made a big difference. If I died and she survived, she would not need to think about me for her life decisions. But she died and I survived. I needed to think about her emotions for every single decision of my life. That's not only because of my love for her, but also because of my gratitude for her.

These thoughts made me turn to the photo again without responding to Srisha. I asked, "You are really not hurt na??"

There was no reply from the photo. But I heard Mahi's voice approaching me. I turned my head towards the voice.

Vijay walked towards us, holding Mahi in his arms, and stared at me. Mahi was pointing her hands out of the home, sniveling, "Maa...Maa..."

Mahi, a part who was separated from Diya, who had similar facial features as Diya, wanted Angel as her Amma. I felt like Diya kicked me while answering my question, "Marry her, you monkey. How many times you will ask me and torture me? Just like you are treasuring the family I gifted you, Angel is also my gift to you. Without me and my family, you would have never met Angel. So she is also my gift. Treasure her, too. And, the sweet monkey is feeling over gratitude for me. I am not happy about it. I am with you as our daughter and I am going to punish you for your over gratitude by pulling your hair."

A smile appeared on my face, feeling a breeze inside me after an era of suffocation.

Vijay frowned, "Are you smiling when everyone is drowning in a flood?"

I laughed at his frown.

"Oh god! Have you turned mad?" He yelled.

I stood up, feeling completely new, stretching my hands to Mahi.

Mahi immediately pounced towards my arms. Maybe to pull my hairs!

Vijay gritted his teeth at Mahi, holding her tight. "What? Am I joke to you? You are pouncing as soon as you saw your appa. No, you should be with me, play with me. Do you know? I played with your mom when she had this same face of yours. She was my elder sister. You are my little sister. Lisa. Sisters play with brothers only na?"