Fated Affection

Chapter 2

In a sprawling, elegant home across town, Rohan's morning began with the familiar aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the clinking of cutlery as breakfast was prepared. Descending the grand staircase, Rohan, always impeccably dressed and with an air of confident ease, made his way to the dining table where his family was already seated.

His father, a distinguished businessman with a stern yet caring demeanor, was reading the morning newspaper. His mother, a graceful woman with a warm smile and gentle eyes, was serving breakfast. Rohan's younger brother, Aarav, sat across from him, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he played with his phone.

As Rohan took his seat, his mother looked up and smiled. "Good morning, beta. We have some news. The matchmaker suggested a proposal for you—a girl named Aisha."

Rohan sighed, his expression turning serious. "I've already said it clearly, I'm not interested in this marriage thing. But if you all are set on it, I'll marry whoever you want. Just remember, I'm not going anywhere to see anyone's daughter."

With that, he finished his coffee, grabbed his briefcase, and headed for the office, leaving his parents exchanging worried glances.

After Rohan left, his mother turned to his father. "Don't worry. After marriage, he will be alright."

His father, still looking concerned, replied, "But what will we say at Aisha's place when they ask why he didn't come?"

Just then, Aarav, who was only four years younger than Rohan but the complete opposite in temperament—naughty, carefree, and always ready with a clever idea—chimed in. "We can tell them he was busy with his meetings. That should cover for him."

His parents exchanged a hopeful look, appreciating Aarav's quick thinking despite his playful nature. Aarav, with his easy-going charm and quick wit, often lightened the mood in their household, balancing out Rohan's more serious and driven personality.

the anticipated day arrived when Rohan's family made their way to Aisha's house. Aisha, steeling herself for her plan to scare Rohan away, was determined to make a lasting impression

As the conversation flowed between Aisha and Rohan's family members, Aisha's heart raced with anticipation. Yet, to her surprise and dismay, Rohan himself was conspicuously absent. Confusion tinged with disappointment lingered in the air as Aisha's father finally asked the inevitable question, "Why didn't Rohan come?"

Rohan's father, with a knowing smile, replied, "He's a bit tied up with his meetings. But he saw Aisha's picture and immediately agreed to the proposal."

Aisha's heart skipped a beat, disbelief and realization washing over her. Her carefully laid plans had failed, and she found herself at a loss for words. As the room filled with laughter and joy at the unexpected turn of events, Aisha's mind raced with uncertainty.

Caught between her desire to pursue her dreams and the sudden reality of impending marriage, Aisha's thoughts whirled with fear and apprehension. Despite her initial resistance, her father's confirmation of the proposal and the fixing of the wedding date left her feeling trapped and uncertain of what lay ahead.

As Aisha grappled with her emotions, the weight of her impending marriage bore down on her, a stark reminder of the unpredictability of life and the fickle nature of fate. In that moment of uncertainty, Aisha found herself standing at the crossroads of her destiny, unsure of which path to choose.

After the guests had departed, leaving behind an air of celebration and anticipation, Aisha found herself alone in her room, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on her. Confusion gnawed at her as she paced back and forth, desperately seeking clarity in the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her.

As she wandered aimlessly, her eyes fell upon her smartphone, a beacon of connection to the outside world. With a sudden surge of determination, Aisha seized the device and embarked on a mission to find Rohan, the enigmatic figure at the center of her newfound predicament.

With trembling fingers, she navigated to her social media app and embarked on a search for Rohan's profile. After a few tense moments, she stumbled upon it, her heart racing as she hesitated before composing a message.

"Hi," she typed, her fingers hovering over the screen, "I'm Aisha Gerwal, the one your family wants you to marry. I need to talk to you urgently. Can we meet, please?"

With a deep breath, she hit send, her pulse pounding in her ears as she waited anxiously for a response. In that moment, amidst the uncertainty and apprehension, Aisha clung to the faint glimmer of hope that this unexpected outreach might offer a lifeline in her sea of confusion.

Dusk settled softly outside as Aisha, her resolve steeled, stared at the screen of her phone. Rohan's response glowed back at her, a beacon of possibility in the darkness of uncertainty. With a flicker of hope igniting within her, she determined to seize this chance to make him understand her situation, even if it meant risking rejection.