PUNARVIVAAH - ARRANGED TO LOVE (L&M #3) [COMPLETED]

SHOT 25

I had posted a note like this in Billionaire's Irresistible Temptation too. I am doing it here to because I am too disappointed with the votes and comments. I am a dentist working 6 days a week, 9 hours a day. I use my time in between patients and my break times to sit and write. I am a married woman and I have a family to manage too. In between all this, I find time to write and give regular updates. 3 updates a week for this book and 5 updates a week for the other book. I don't want to set targets to update like many writers do. But it is so disheartening when I take such efforts to give regular updates and get such low responses for book. A chapter has nearly 500 views, but only 70-80 votes and less than twenty comments. Just imagine how I would feel after all the effort I put into this despite my busy schedule.

Please vote if you guys are reading the book. It doesn't even cost you your time. I can easily give this book to other writing platforms and I will get paid for that too, like I did with Promise Of Love. Promise Of Love, I signed with another platform because of the low response in wattpad. After singing and taking it down from wattpad, readers started asking for that book to be posted in wattpad. That is the reason why I didn't want to sign my current ongoing books anywhere until it is completed. Because I know most readers prefer wattpad. Please start voting, else I will just update at my pace rather than giving regular updates. Why waste my time and energy for nothing?

Thank you to those who regularly votes and comments. It means a lot to me.❤️

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Abhay's pov!

As Kiara and I sat together on the couch, her radiant smile lighting up the room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. Her hand rested gently on her swollen belly, and I could feel the faint movements of our unborn baby beneath my fingertips. It was a moment of pure happiness, one that I wanted to cherish forever.

"I can't believe we are going to be parents," Kiara exclaimed, her eyes shining with joy. "I can't wait to meet our little one."

Her words filled me with warmth, and I couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Me too," I replied, my voice filled with excitement. "I already feel like I know her, even though she is still inside you."

Kiara's laughter rang out melodiously, filling the room with its infectious energy.

"You are going to be such an amazing father, Abhay," she said, her eyes sparkling with love as she looked at me.

I felt a surge of pride at her words. I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, savouring the sweetness of the moment.

Since she was in a good mood, I thought this was the right moment to mention the baby shower.

"Mama called me, Kiara. She said she wishes to hold a grand baby shower ceremony for you. I am sure you are going to be treated like a queen there." I said, with a chuckle, but I could feel my heart beating like crazy in anxiety.

But the tranquillity of the moment shattered when I mentioned my mother's call about the baby shower. Kiara's expression darkened, and the atmosphere in the room shifted palpably.

"What's wrong, Kiara?" I asked, a note of concern creeping into my voice.

She sighed heavily, her grip on her belly tightening.

"I don't want your parents involved in anything," she said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

I felt a pang of helplessness wash over me as I watched her. I missed my family terribly, especially my brother whom I hadn't seen in months. But Kiara's possessiveness knew no bounds, and I found myself trapped between her desires and my own longing for familial connection.

"Kiara, they are excited about the baby. They just want to be involved. They want to pamper you and our baby." I pleaded, hoping to reason with her.

But she shook her head adamantly, her eyes flashing with determination.

"I don't care. This is our moment, Abhay. I don't want anyone else interfering," she declared, her voice growing louder with each word.

Baby shower is supposed to be a function with people involved. That is the reason why I breached the subject, hoping she wouldn't have a problem with that. But even for that, she wanted just the two of us.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair in frustration. I couldn't shake the feeling of isolation that had settled over me since we moved away from my family.

"Kiara, please," I implored, my voice tinged with desperation. "They are my family too. I miss them."

But my words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Kiara remained steadfast in her refusal. The tension in the room was palpable, the happy moment we had shared slipping away like sand through my fingers.

As we sat in silence, the weight of Kiara's possessiveness pressing down on me, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of loneliness.

Trapped in a gilded cage of her making, I longed for the warmth and familiarity of my family, but knew that I was powerless to change the situation.

"Bhai.." Siddhu's voice dragged me out of my memories and I looked up from the macbook screen I had been staring at all the while I was lost in the past.

"Yes?" I asked, composing myself.

"I am leaving now. I have to pick Viaga from her college. I couldn't drop her in the morning, since I was having a terrible headache. She told Mama that she will come back in the bus itself, but I am going to pick her anyway. Also, Mama mentioned wanting to go shopping in the evening. So, I am taking a half day leave today." Siddhu said and I nodded.

In the morning, I saw her walking towards the bus stop near our place.

When I came out of the room, I had seen Mama taking the headache tablet for Siddhu and Papa had an important meeting too. So, I was annoyed when I came downstairs because I knew since both Siddhu and Papa were out of choices, Mama would force me to drop Vaiga at her college.

But, much to my surprise nobody said a word and then I saw her walking towards the bus stop.

It confused me why Mama didn't ask me to drop her and let her take a bus, especially when she has no idea about the places here. But then I shrugged it off as it doesn't bother me in any way. As long as I am not given a duty to babysit her like the last time, I am okay.

Also, this was her last exam. Most probably she will leave in a day or two. Mama might be taking her shopping to give her some sent off gifts.

I sighed in relief, when I realised things were all falling in places.

"Bhai.." Siddhu called out and I could hear the annoyance in his tone.

"Okay, you go." I said and he walked out happily. He is too lazy to come and work. He is only coming here, scared of my screamings.

I took my phone and looked at the picture of my baby on the lock screen and I let out a resigned sigh.

"Sorry, baby. I deprived you of your Mama. It is difficult for me to look at you without guilt. Uncle Shravan and Uncle Mithran keep saying that I am depriving you of a Papa too. But I am unable to come near you. Sometimes, looking at you from afar, my heart would scream at me to just pick you up and kiss all over your face, but when I take a step forward, your Mama's accusing eyes flashes in front of my eyes and I will freeze. Don't hate your papa, sweetie.." 

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