Kashi X Adhikrit
✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙
"And since you mentioned I'm Agnihotri, you should know the powers I possess." My throat went dry as he spoke, and my heart filled with frustration towards him. He's too skilled wit...
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KASHI'S POV
"Beta, marrying someone ties you to their soul. The sacred fire strengthens the two souls for their next seven lives," Mummy explained as she kept caressing my hair.
I was feeling sad, maybe because the marriage is decided by the end of this month? Isn't it too soon? But the Agnihotris said that they have to welcome their daughter-in-law on that specific auspicious day.
It was all okay, but the date was too soon. We couldn't deny them because the date was decided by their family priest, who seemed to be very knowledgeable.
"Mummy, what if in the heart it's someone else?" These words blurted out of my mouth. For a second, Mummy froze.
No, no, I don't have anyone. I don't like, love, or whatever anyone.
"Do you have someone, Kashi?" She questioned. I sat up straight on the bed. Running my fingers through my hair, I looked at her with a sigh.
"Nahi. I do not have anyone. I just asked you out of curiosity."
"Oh," her lips formed an 'oh,' and she smiled.
I braided my hair, waiting for her to continue.
"We have soulmates. But it's not necessary that you will get married to your soulmate. It's not always important who will love you longer, but the one destined for you is the one who loves you harder." She smiled looking at me as she muttered these words.
The one destined for me will love me harder?
Can I not get the two-in-one man itself?
You are being greedy. My subconscious scolded. Mumy's voice brought me back from my thoughts.
"Kashi, this topic in itself is something that I cannot explain for the majority of people. I will advise you, but that will be something according to the opinions I have generated. This varies from person to person. Everyone has a different way to portray their love. Some loves are those sweet romantic gestures, whereas some are toxic, but in the end, they find solace in their toxicity. I am not saying this love is good or that one is good. A love is healthy until it harms one of the two individuals."
"What if the love is unhealthy not for them but for others?" I couldn't stop myself from questioning this. She smiled.
"Others can go and die. Who cares?"
I laughed hearing her reply. She laughed with me.
Getting down from the bed, I corrected my kurta and looked at her, who waved bye to me.
"I am going to sleep," I announced to her, and she smiled, saying, "I know."
Getting out of her room, I walked back to my floor. The hallway was dimly lit. Our home was neither a huge castle nor a mansion, but a beautiful place we can call home.
