The Elite Bride ( I was enchanted to meet you, princess )

《 45. How Did It End? 》

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Say it once again with feeling
How the death rattle breathing
Silenced as the soul was leaving
The deflation of our dreaming
Leaving me bereft and reeling
My beloved ghost and meSitting in a tree
D-Y-I-N-G

How Did It End? by Taylor Swift 

J A N A K I

I had too much on my plate right now. I have to handle Rahul Khandelwal's case, I have to make sure Aditya and Chandani's wedding goes smoothly plus I have to prepare Raghav for his trial.

Phew!

First thing first, I have to make a call. The person I am trying to contact isn't picking up his goddamn phone. So I do something, I would usually hate but the usual doesn't work in dire times. I text Maa sa to give me someone else's contact. And that someone else is none other than India's richest businessman and industrialist, Avinash Singhania, who also happens to be my distant relative. 

I dial the number and it rings and rings, just when I am about to hang up a feminine voice speaks through the line, "Hello, who's this?"

"Is this Mr. Avinash Singhania's no.?" I ask re-confirming if this is his number.

"Yeah it is, may I know why do you want to speak with him?" she asks.

"Um - Tarini Bhabhi? Is it you on the line? I am actually Avinash's third cousin on his paternal side, Janakidevi Bhaal Singhania." I speak in a neutral tone.

"Oh, the attorney and the Ranisa of Junagadh?" she inquires.

"Yeah. I wanted to speak with him if that's alright?" I warily ask her.

"Of course. I am sorry if I came off as rude to you, actually I had made a bet with Avi and I won. So in return I am going to pick up all his calls for today." she chuckles. And I don't know from where and how my chest hurts. Like, it physically hurt and the fact that it was due to jealousy had me feeling sad and angry at the same time.