Bulletproof passengers
On the road to sex, drugs, etc.
Get out the dark and into the light
Everywhere I go I know that I don't want to be
Part of something I won't ever need
Your socialized romanticized life
Floating on my lowkey vibe
Floating on my lowkey vibe
I don't need that late night high
I'm floating on my lowkey vibe___________________________________________
Siya
I stood there, thinking what exactly God wanted from me. I know I love Ryan, and marrying him wouldn't be a problem in any way. But what Karan said to me that day, blaming me for Ryan's condition... What if that man comes back to harm Ryan because of me?
If you've loved him.
Why fear?... Tell yourself yes to marriage. If that man again tried to hurt Ryan instead of you. Then Maybe you're forgetting about Ryan and his strength.
That man attacked from behind, but Ryan must have erased any trace of him by now.
For the first time today, my mind seemed to be functioning.
"Siya, what are you thinking? Say yes to this marriage. Otherwise, what these people are saying might come true," I heard my mother's voice. She was trying to break free from the grip of the guards.
I turned towards her and saw tears in her eyes, as if Karan's words had triggered some memory in her. And now, I could clearly see fear in both her and dad's eyes.
"Ryan, can those people harm my dad even after my marriage?" I asked, looking at Ryan, who seemed engrossed in his phone.
As soon as he heard my question, he looked up at me and stood up from his place. He slowly walked towards me and leaned slightly towards me before speaking in a stern voice, "They have caused you pain since childhood. Despite being your parents, you were raised without their love. You have endured so much for their sake. I want to hurt them more than anyone else. But they are your parents, and you are my wife, so I won't do that. But if they ever think of going against your wishes again, they'll have to face the consequences, and it will be my turn," Ryan said firmly.
Listening to him, I realized that Ryan knew everything about me, about my parents, and that I was only reluctantly agreeing to this marriage. Ryan also knew this.
How could I doubt my love? I knew Ryan would come, but I never thought it would be like this. Today, he knows something that has made my parents ready to choose Ryan over Arav for my marriage. Today, it has become clear that my parents are not worthy of being called parents. And I am no less than an asset for these people. They can invest me wherever they want, according to their profile.
"Wife, let's sign these papers now," Ryan said, handing me the papers again, this time with a pen.
"Wife?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
"Yes, wife. Is there a problem?" This time, he said in a slightly irritated tone.
I didn't say anything this time, just quickly nodded my head.
I looked down at the papers in my hand, then glanced at Arav standing silently on the side. He wasn't saying anything now. Perhaps he was in shock after hearing my parents' words. Shock should have been my reaction too, but I've grown accustomed to all this since childhood.
I opened the papers and saw that Ryan's signature was already on them.
Without saying anything, I moved forward and stood in front of Ryan. Seeing me standing there, Ryan looked at me and raised his eyebrows, asking, "Do you have anything else to ask or say? Anything left?"
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Glory - A Passion's Symphony |18+
General FictionWarning: This dark slow-burn romance contains a seductive web of intimate encounters and forced proximities that may leave you breathless. Be advised that some scenes in this story may trigger emotional responses. If certain themes are sensitive to...