Love And Crosses ~ Short Stories Collection

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Kaira 's POV

I sat there numb by hearing dad's
words. This is not what I expected to hear. I had thought he would inform me of Kritika wedding or yell at me but...

There was silence for almost 10 minutes, when dad's phone buzzed and he quickly answered it seeing the caller id.

"Yes..yes. I got her... she's sitting in front of me... oh yes. don't worry.... tell him she's with me... yes.. yes. Okay" he said to whoever was on the other end and placed his phone on the table furiously.

" Listen to me carefully for you I can't be bankrupt. I don't know why he wants you but if you don't marry him he will destroy my company."

" But dad how can I marry my sister's fiancé and even I have never seen him. That day too I didn't look at his face. Also looks may not matter, I don't know about him or his character. I can't marry him. "

" Think yourself lucky to be chosen by Reyansh Singhania the top most powerful and richest billionaire, he doesn't like to show him in front of paparazzi that's why not many people has seen him. So better you agree don't force me to do something worst. " saying so he left the room.

Slowly tears started flowing. from her eyes, one by one sob started escaping
from her mouth. She slipped down and leaned her back against the wall, curling her legs and wrapped her arms around them. She cried over her fate, she cried for being an unwanted, she cried for her future which she didn't see anymore , she cried because she knew she would never be happy.

No one asked her , if she wanted to marry or not. It's was her sister's marriage and she didn't saw man, or never had a conversation, and now she has to marry him without her consent .

Millions of thoughts run in her mind just thinking about her dark future.

What if he is just like them?

What if he sees her as unwanted?

Why he choose her as his bride?

What is his real intention?

Will he love her ?

Will he hate her ?

Skip to the marriage day.

Kiara pov,

I sat in front of the mirror, staring at the girl, who looked beautiful with makeup done but her eyes were telling other story. She was sitting in with a beautiful red lehenga which had golden work on it with red dupatta pinned on her head.

I closed my eyes a tear rolled down my eyes while think after few hours I will be married to someone who is a stranger who's name is only the think I know.

When hear a knock, someone opened the door.

My dad entered the room and told others to move outside.

As they went he came near me.

" Don't you dare to do anything foolish like you tried yesterday you can't run away I knew you would do something so I was prepared but today the whole house is filled with guests if you do anything I will kill you myself"

As if he is not doing it every day and night I may be alive but I am dead from inside I know I can't do anything than getting ready for these marriage. Atleast I will escape from this hell... Go to another, but here it hurt so much, my own father hatesme and torture, emotionally blackmail me also hurts me, this breaks my heart, but a stranger can't affect me emotionally, even if he does physically .

I was living in a hell already and now I may be thrown to another by my own father.

~FLASHBACK ENDS ~