*trigger warning ahead*
"So Riya what do you want to do with your life" Anjali asked her, They both were having tea in the garden. It was almost evening and the sun was settling down.
"what" Riya asked not understanding.
"what do you want to become, what's your goal" Anjali asked
"I..don't know" She said. Did she ever have a dream to fulfill. She always did what other told her to do. She never thought for herself once.
"don't tell me you want to be here, making breakfast, serving people for the rest of your life" Anjali asked
"what? No" Riya said.
"you are still in your twenties, you have a long life ahead. Think about it" Anjali said and Riya smiled.
"You know I was a classical dancer" Anjali said and Riya looked at her with amusement. Riya also told her that Simran too used to be an artist, she used to play some instrument Cello or something, but it was when she was an infant.
"But now because of my age, I can't perform anymore" Anjali said looking disappointed that she had to leave her favorite dance.
"why not? If you love it that much then there will definitely be a way" Riya said. Anjali told her about the leg surgery she had gone through and Riya fell silent.
"what about this then? Let's open a dance school. That way you don't have to dance but can still be enjoying what you wanted to do" Riya said with excitement.
"come on Riya, do you think that will be possible" Anjali said being shy.
"why not, I will talk with Dadaji, if he announces it then everyone will listen to him no" Anjali laughed and said okay. But she highly doubted if it was ever going to work.
It was getting late, The wall clock showed 9. Aaryan is still not home. Riya was hungry so she went down and was about to serve herself when Indravathi yelled at her.
"don't you know that you shouldn't eat until your husband eats" she said in front of everyone. Riya flinched hearing her tone. Anjali came to her rescue.
"leave her mom, she still is not used to these traditions you see" Anjali said and Riya put down her plate and went into the kitchen. She felt embarrassed that Indravathi scolded her for such a trivial thing. Riya went into her room and gazed at the window seeing if he would come. Her stomach was growling. Then she heard a knock on the door.
"here have some quickly" Anjali said and forwarded some food. Riya immediately took the food and started eating. Anjali looked at the girl lovingly, she was something she thought to herself. Anjali looked at the clock it was getting very late, it was almost midnight.
"why don't you call him" Anjali said. And Riya told that she had texted him already and he said he will be home in ten minutes.
"Is your hand okay now" Anjali asked and Riya nodded yes.
"can I ask you something Riya" Anjali said.
"anything" Riya said and Anjali smiled.
"Weren't you the girl that should've come to the states with us three years ago" Anjali asked and Riya stopped eating, she did not even raise her head.
"I won't scold you, I just want to know" Anjali said and Riya nodded yes.
"why did you not come then"
"My...My brother and Bhabhi were met with an accident the same day I had to leave. So I couldn't leave them and come" Riya said hoping Anjali will not say something harsh like 'you betrayed my son' or 'you deserve it' like Aaryan used to say.
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Romance"Marry me Riya" Aaryan said and she looked into his eyes. It was filled with hatred and revenge. "But at one condition, For me to provide all this I want you to suffer" He said. "Go fuck yourself" she roared at him and he smirked. "You will come by...
