Chapter - 3

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I might take a long break from this story , but I will try to update when I can , this chapter is our much awaited Yudaansh's pov which I am excited as well nervous to write. But that can't stop me so let's dive in!!


[Yudaansh's POV]

Typically chaotic afternoon, the usual flood of emails and meeting reminders kept me busy. knock! My secretary Jasmine came in holding files in her hands. Great more work!

"Sir a woman asked for an appointment with you"

"Oh Jasmine didn't I tell you to ignore those type of calls" I hated these kind of woman who leeched onto me just for my money.

"But sir she said she is very close aquaintance of yours "

"Really , then what is her name ?" Sarcasm dripped from my voice and Jasmine face droop as she told me the name.

"Ms. Thrishala Laksmi Nambiar" as I heard her name disbelief mingling with an unexpected rush of joy came across me .

The woman who had occupied my thoughts more than I'd care to admit. I leaned back in my chair, the sudden wave of nostalgia mingling with a nervous energy I hadn't felt in years.

Why now? The question gnawed at me, and for a moment, I hesitated. What did she want? More importantly, what did I want? The hopeful part of me whispered that maybe this call could mean something more, something new.

" When did she call ?"

"An hour back sir"

"Call her again and connect that call with me "

"Ok"

The phone buzzed on my desk. I picked up the phone, my fingers steady despite the whirlwind in my mind.

"Hello princess" My voice came out calm, professional,maybe a bit flirty masking the tangle of emotions beneath the surface.

She told she wanted to meet me to which I agreed a little too easily but how could I pass up this opportunity before she changes her mind and she texted the location and date .It was after 2 days and at a cafe near my office.

The much awaited day came. I imagined meeting her several times in my head. She was my grandfather's best friend's grandaughter. I have met her a total of three times and but that was enough to make her never leave my mind.

What reason did she have to meet me after all these years ? this question gnawed at me.

As I got ready for our reunion old memories flooded my mind. The first time I met her is when I was 10 yrs old and she was six. It was not the first meeting you expect though.

I travelled to Kerala with my grandfather due to buisness .Of course I wanted to see Kerala so badly and know why it was called God's own country so I went with my grandfather. During that time we stayed at King Vikram's palace.

The old palace stood as a weathered sentinel of history. Its weather-beaten walls, adorned with fading murals of epic battles and hindu gods. It was not like the palaces I saw back at my homeland , entirely different.

"Thrisalllaaaa" I heard a yell.

I saw a small girl with black locks of hair upto her waist with brown eyes , wearing a white top and pink skirt , a typical south indian dress running through the corridors, giggling and a woman chasing to catch her.

Our eyes met and she ran toward me for god knows what reason and bumped toward me. We both hit our forhead together and had a nasty fall . That day while Thrishala also got a bump on her forhead she didn't cry while I also got the same bump as her cried my heart out even though I was older than her.

That incident ended with her getting scolded by her grandfather to which she didn't react and laughed at me . It's still embrassing when I think about it.

We spent a week over there and Thrishala became my friend or that's what I thought . We played in the mud , rolled over the rice fields , swam in the backwaters , it was an adventurous week . Even though we had language barriers she knew English quite well for a six-year old. When it was time to go back I remember crying to which she teased me calling me a crybaby .

Although that was probably the last time I saw her cute and heartfelt smile bringing out her her tiny dimple under her chin because the next time I saw her was-

I reached the cafe and saw her sitting at the table waiting for me . Still beautiful as ever . Our eyes met . She was wearing a a white tank top with blue jeans with wheat colored coat.

"Hi Yudaansh it's been a while right? How are you?" she cracked a smile or tried to.

"Yes princess , so why did you suddenly wanted to meet me" I said.

"Straight to the topic huh" she said wryly . Of course I gone straight to the topic , I lost my sleep over the past two days guessing why she wanted to meet me .

I could sense her nervousness , is it something serious?

" Let's order somthing first" I said so she can relax.

I called the waiter and ordered a cappuchino and she ordered a cold coffee.

I gave her time till our orders came . I started drinking my cappuchino when she said,

"Let's get married" the shock made me spit out my cappuchino .

"Oh my god sorry sorry " she said and passed me some tissues.

"Excuse...me" Did she just... propose to me? .Surprise surged through me first, a tidal wave of disbelief that threatened to sweep me away. I had always admired her from afar, never daring to imagine she might feel the same.

There was a reason I never made a move on her even when I knew my feelings towards her . She was already enaged to that scumbag Dhruv .

Everytime I heard a scandal involving him and a model I wanted to tear out his limbs one by one which was easy to so with my power but I knew that Thrishala also knew about these scandals but she did nothing about it . She always forgived him and which I beliveved is because she loved him or else why would she put up with his ass?

I always thought she loved him and yes I am not making excuses for my cowardness or my fear of hearing her rejection. But she proposed to me , did I hear that right?

"Marry ... us?" I said in a very low voice.

"Yes a marriage contract with a time period of three years" she said while her face became red with shame while mine filled with disappointment.


Ooooo another chapter done . I will be away from home for a while so I will try to upload chapters when I can .

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