𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝟖| 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

Hello Butterflies,

As I promised before, here is the double update for you. I have kept my promise. Now it's your turn to show me how much you guys support me. Let me tell you one more thing, next chapters are going to be very important,and it will change the flow of the story and there are many new characters going to enter into our story. Now it's another thing if they are going to cause trouble for Arthur and Vaidehi or not.

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Now read and enjoy ❤️‍🩹

After crying for what felt like an eternity, Vaidehi finally felt her tears drying up. There were no tears left for her. She looked around the room with a blank expression. The room was very large, even bigger than her whole house, yet she felt suffocated sitting there. The bed was soft and fluffy, yet she felt as if thorns were pricking her body. She got up from the bed and walked towards the large mirror placed in one corner of the room. As she looked at her reflection, she didn't appear the same as when she had gotten ready in the dress. The lehenga was wrinkled, the dupatta was out of place, and her hair, which had been perfectly set, was now falling down on her side. Her face looked tired from all the crying. However, she noticed the newest additions to her bridal look. The nuptial chain was tangled with her rudraksha pendant, her finger adorned with a beautiful ring, and her hair partition filled with sindoor. She looked like a newlywed bride, but she didn't feel like one. Instead, she felt like a prisoner was sentenced to death.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She turned around, anticipating the entry of the devil, but to her surprise, there were two ladies. One was an older woman wearing a green knee-length dress, and the other was a younger version of the first lady. Both looked very beautiful with pale white skin.

"Can we come in, sweetheart?" the older woman asked with a warm tone, her voice thick with accent. Vaidehi didn't reply and just stared at them. The two women looked at each other and then slowly made their way towards her. Ariana looked at the girl standing in front of her, and it was evident why her son fell for her; she was one hell of a beautiful woman. But the empty eyes and tired face of the girl made her heart ache at the thought of her sufferings because of her son.On the other hand Angelina was mesmerized by the divine beauty standing in front of her.

"Hey... um... I'm Angelina, Arthur's little sister, and this is our mother, Ariana," Angelina said, her tone filled with embarrassment. The whole situation was awkward for her. Never in her life did she think she would feel embarrassed while introducing herself as Arthur's sister, but here she was. Vaidehi looked at the mother-daughter duo, doubting their intentions.

"What do you guys want now?" she asked in a cold tone, she was tired by all the crying and doesn't want to have a conversation with the devil's family. Ariana was impressed by her attitude. The Sinclair ladies never bowed their heads or sacrificed their self-respect in front of anyone, and now Vaidehi proved herself to be a Sinclair, even though it was unintentional.