Entwined In Marriage I 18+

6. The Replacement

I won't cry! I won't cry! I won't cry!

I was continuously chanting them like mantras still couldn't hold back a lone tear that betrayed me.

Unaware of why this man, Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan willingly came forward to marry me, the question is eating me up.

I'll break his bones later, let the ceremony get completed.

I tried so hard to look at him but wasn't able to, I am cursing my fate.

The fate that loves to play with me then breaks me.
We got successful in our plan. I didn't want marriage and almost escaped by applying all cunning and illegal plans, but yeah maybe someone doesn't want me happy.

And if I say they're my own parents then it won't be a complete lie.

They're smiling ear to ear like few moments ago, a disaster didn't happen.

Is it because this man is some tycoon or whatever?

"Abb dono apna haath aage badhaiye".

I heard priest telling us to extend our palms.

It's really unbelievable, I-i am r-really getting married and no one can stop it.

I extended my hand and then my eyes fell on my mehendi, it is so dark, everyone said my husband will love me like no tomorrow, fuck it.....

He extended his palm too and however I tried to look at him with the periphery of my vision. He was in his black tuxedo but wearing the turban on his head and a dupatta like cloth hanging around his neck.

I didn't realise when our hands touched. Goosebumps arouse on my skin and a shiver ran down through my spine. It never happened before. No man affected me except for the men I write about in books.

The ritual continued and I continued cursing myself. I should've run away.
Being an obedient daughter never worked in my favour.
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"Var aur vadhu phero ke liye khade ho jayein".

It was then when my heart almost leaped out of my chest.