" I know you will not trust me, as you have decided to think the worst about me. But I really didn't order them, maybe uncle sent the wrong box by mistake. " I said.
" Oh please, stop lying! " He said and just then we saw a card that had fallen off the box. I picked it up and read it.
Hello sweetheart, I saw you got a lot of dresses of all kinds but didn't take any nice nightwear, maybe you were feeling shy about getting them from me, but I am very cool about it as it is my profession and you are just like my daughters and my niece Myra. I even gifted some to her. You can't wear those boring night dresses meant for maidens or middle-aged women. So I am sending some very cute and a bit naughty nightwear for you as these were a part of the bridal collection. Take them as a gift from me. Do wear them for him. He will appreciate it, every man does, and he has every right to see you in them. Thank me later. With best wishes from Your favorite uncle Mohit paul.
I read and closed my eyes to take a few deep breaths.
Mohit uncle, you didn't send me some cute and naughty nightwear but some ticking time bombs.
Shit!! Why did you have to do it?
" What is that? " Mihir asked.
" Nothing. " I hid the card behind my back as I didn't want him to read it and add to the embarrassment.
" Show it to me! " He ordered me as if I was a child who was not showing the notebook to the strict teacher.
" Why? You don't believe me as it is, so how does that matter? " he had already thought of the worst about me but Uncle's note would embarrass us even more.
" Because I want to know what you are hiding? You are definitely up to something." He said and pulled the card out of my hand. And glaring at me, he opened it and started reading. I was getting very embarrassed now.
Caught in a moment of vulnerability, I stole a glance at him, only to find his eyes fixed elsewhere, a veil of discomfort hanging between us. My face turned red, I snatched the card out of his hands and threw it and everything in the box and ran inside the wardrobe and closed the door. I leaned against it and before I could stop myself I burst into tears.
The truth lingered, unspoken yet palpable – our marriage was a façade, a tangle of unresolved emotions and unspoken desires. All I could do was to cling to the hope that amidst the chaos and confusion, love would find its way.
In that fleeting moment, I longed for understanding, for a connection that transcended the constraints of duty and obligation. But as I carefully tucked away the nightwear, as a silent agreement between us – some things were better left unsaid, buried beneath layers of pretense and propriety.
And so, with a heavy heart and a silent sigh, I wiped my eyes, went out, and resumed my task, taking more time to finish the task with my back turned to him and when I turned, I saw that he was already sleeping in the sitting position waiting for me to finish my task and remove my stuff from the couch.
He must have been very tired as he slept like that. I was feeling awkward sleeping on the same bed as he didn't want it and I didn't want him to feel that I was trying to woo him. So, picking up a pillow, I went to the couch to sleep there.
I closed my eyes trying to sleep but I could not, all the sweet moments from the past when I started feeling this way for him started to come and go like flashes. I didn't even know when I started feeling this way.
After about 10 minutes, I heard a fake coughing sound.
" Er... You don't have to sleep on that. As you are a guest in my house, please sleep here on the bed, I will take the couch. " He said coming to me.
" No, thanks. Since I am a guest here, I should go to the guest room, but I am not doing it as your parents will not appreciate it. But please make yourself comfortable in your bed, as you are used to sleeping in it. That bed is as new to me as this couch, so it doesn't matter. Please don't worry, it was my decision to get married, I will take the consequences. Good night. " I said, turned my back to him, and hid my face in the pillow as my stupid tears had started to flow again.
Shit! I hate myself for crying like that. I need to take a grip on myself.
******* As I stirred awake, I got up and looked around, confusion clouded my mind. Then I recalled where I was.
I sat up on the bed thinking about what to do about my present situation, and just then I realized that I was in bed.
How did I end up here, nestled beneath the covers of the bed, when I distinctly remember falling asleep on the couch? Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I glanced around the room, searching for answers.
And then I saw him, lying on the couch where I had expected to find myself.
But as I tried to piece together the events of the night, a sudden realization struck me like a bolt of lightning.
Did he...?
A pang of guilt washed over me as I realized he must have moved if I came to bed while I slept. Or did he move me to the bed But why would he do that??
I got up and felt some pain in my body. What was wrong with me??
A vague memory flooded back, of the sudden jolt as the couch gave way beneath me, sending me tumbling to the floor below. I could still feel the dull ache in my side where I had landed, the shock of the impact still fresh in my mind.
I was not feeling comfortable on the couch and I had the habit of turning a lot in the bed. I got up from the floor and slept on the couch again. So he must have seen that and made me sleep here. My cheeks started getting hot and colour started to creep in.
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