🪞MIRA🪞
The weird and nauseated feeling in my gut distracted me from the conversation I was having with Dadi-sa. It had been bothering me for a week or two and it had been just getting worse with each passing day. I was trying to brush it off, thinking it was stress or maybe a slight fever, but the uneasy feeling just wouldn't go away. It was getting difficult for me to concentrate on anything else as my thoughts kept going back to what it might possibly mean and that mere thought filled me with panic as well as hope.
But as soon as those anticipations weighed on my mind, I brushed it off thinking that I was just seeing more into the situation and nothing more.
But what if- Ugh, stop overthinking, Mira.
Trying to distract myself, I regained my focus back to Dadi-sa who was sitting beside me on the couch.
Currently, I was sitting with my family in the drawing room and having chit-chats, gossiping, and making fun of each other. These were a kind of bliss that could surpass all the luxuries of life.
It was a part of our day where all our worries and stress vanished and filled our hearts with contentment and joy. After almost three months, we all were sitting together since Papa and Sid had finally let go of their pride and indifferences.
Seeing them trying to open up with each other and falling back to their 'father-son' tradition of strolling in a courtyard or sitting in a library has just warmed our hearts. I glanced at them who were sitting silently but were trying to exchange a few words here and there. It was clear that they were at least trying to connect with each other again.
But if I would be more precise about what kind of hurdle had been going on right now then- Siddharth had been passing weird comments at Dadi-sa and making fun of her while Papa was looking so done hearing their nonsense and plead to me to save him from this torture- I laughed when Dadi-sa pierced a glare toward Papa, making him to visibly gulp in fear.
Though everyone's aware how much Papa is scared of Dadi-sa and thus would always maintain a good distance from her but since the past few days, he's even scared to look directly into her eyes and well, on that note...
"Dadi-sa," I spoke up, grabbing her attention. Grandma turned towards me once she was done giving death threats to Sid and Papa.
She nodded and signaled me to continue.
I scooted closer to her and kept my voice to a whisper so that only she could hear it, "What kind of torture did you make Papa go through that he's so scared of you these days?" I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.
She let out a fake cough and pressed a hand to her chest, scoffing, "Why would I make my own son suffer through anything, Yuvrani?"
Ooh, that means she has made Papa go through something worse than anyone could ever imagine.
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