One year ago
Arnav made his way back to Gupta house. No matter how much he tried to vanish from the place, his heart didn't agree to leave India without giving her a proper good bye. It was clearly being stupid these days.
Before he could enter the Hall, which was still filled with guests, he heard someone talking in the garden and for obvious reason, he recognised the voice of Arun.
Arun:I know... You don't want to do this before wedding.. But please na... I can't wait till wedding jaan...
While the noises from the Hall blocked his perception range he could still make out a girly laugh.
Arun:Aahh... You are getting fun by making me suffer her... Let me punish you today....
Arnav fisted his palm in rage while hearing the talks and his blood boiled at the possible scenes..
His heart somewhere knew Khushi won't agree for such things... She wasn't that type... Not that he disrespected the girls who agree but KHUSHI would never repeated his heart.
He took deep breathes and made his way to the Hall yet heard him again.
Arun:WAIT... REALLLY... YOU ARE NOT KIDDING RAIGHT JAAN.... oh god... I.. Let's go to guest room...
His heart thudded as Arun's sentence made it's own sense while Arnav's mind again started it's own hypothesis..
Stop Arnav... This mind of yours is playing game... Khush won't agree... She shouldn't...
The sentence trailed with possesiveness though he knew he held no right over her. Yet his heart didn't agree. It never did.
He entered the Hall and saw no known faces.. He stopped an old lady who was passing by.
Uhm.. Mam did you see Khushi..?
Lady:Khushi... She was going to guest room with-.
His mind was blogging and he was suffocating like hell.
His heart still denied as it kept repeating the thoughts she once shared in their call.
*You know buaji always keeps telling that mumma used to trust marriage a lot... She wanted us to be loyal and respectful in the sacred bond. Mumma used to say only the sacred bond could bring the two souls, tow bodies, tow existence together for eternity...
*do you believe?
*obviously... It's mumma who said that.. And my mumma is always right...
Her words kept repeating in his mind while his legs rushed to the stairs and went to the guest room of the first floor as he knew it from his last visit.
But no more steps were able to exist as he halted hearing the moans and groans from the room which disturbed the empty corridor..
His eyes turned red with unshed tears while his nails digged into his palm. Unable to stand anymore, he turned his way out of the Hall. And out of the mansion. And out of India at last.
*end
Oh really then listen to what -
He paused while gathering his words, for he couldn't disclose her privacy in front of everyone. He took a deep breathe while his jaw clenched out of practice.
Just know that she is not what she pretends to be... This girl talks of great morals but her actions... Are no where near her preaching stuffs... So you guys better get yourself out of her clutches else-
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