𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐍𝐚𝐚𝐳 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬

HIL: 9

- Please talk to me.

I stared down at the message I sent him before we all went to lunch. It's already evening, and we will be heading to the cocktail party in an hour. But this man...

"What do I do with him? How do I coax him?" I murmured to myself, feeling depressed by his constant ignoring.

He's upset. Actually, he's angry at me for making Tina sit beside him. Both of them were making faces and whispering quietly, mostly cursing each other—or maybe me.

I had no choice. Mom needed me with her. She's afraid of flying. Plus, I noticed how Veer and Priya were staring at us. That suspicious look in their eyes made me scared. Scared of the consequences of getting caught and people finding out about us. I'm not ready for that. Not yet.

I dislike the way he's been ignoring me for the last two days. We have been here for two days, and he's ignored me the entire time, even during both the Sangeet and Mehendi functions, and during meals when we all eat together like a family, talking, laughing, and enjoying ourselves. Only Sidharth and I stay silent. We don't talk. It hurts me, and I know he's hurting too. Or maybe not!

Nowadays, he is busy with Kavya, Priya's maternal cousin. No doubt she is young and beautiful. During both the Mehendi and Sangeet functions, he didn't even look at me once, even when I wore the dresses he chose for me. It hurt me.

I tried to talk to him a few times, but he ignored me and kept himself busy talking with Kavya. Even today at the lunch table, he ignored me and was engrossed in conversation with her. I don't know what they talked about, but that girl was giggling and blushing. I just hope he wasn't flirting with her, because I don't know what I'll do. To both of them!

Deep down, I know he's unhappy with everything. He's hurt and angry. I understand him and his feelings, but he doesn't understand me right now, and that's what's hurting me.

He's ignoring my presence, my messages, my calls—my entire existence—just because of one mistake. I've apologized to him so many times and explained why I did it through messages, as he is not ready to talk to me face to face. It's hurting me. I'm not used to this whole him-ignoring-me thing.

- Baby, please just talk to me. I swear I'll do anything to please you. <3

I sent him another message and waited for his response, but none came. Feeling hurt, I threw my phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready, taking my dress with me. I still remember what happened the last time I wore it.

The memory is still fresh in my mind. I can feel his fingertips brushing against my skin, his soft lips kissing desperately; his hot breath fanning against my back, sending shivers through my whole body. I squeezed my legs to control the sensation between them.

"God! This man," I muttered.

Pushing all unholy thoughts aside, I quickly put on my clothes and did my makeup. I left my hair down like last time and did dark, smoky eye makeup. I applied a layer of red lipstick to highlight my full lips, which he loves to kiss. I bit my lip, feeling shy. I hope he gets the hint about what I want and what I meant in my message.