he never believed in love, she never understood love what happens when they're put together by the destiny?
Rudraksh Malhotra is one of the top youngest businessman in India. Ruthless, arrogant, ambitious, fierce. Workaholic by nature. He gets ever...
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SHIVANI'S POV
I am embarrassed. I don't know how I will face everyone. What will they think. I am still awkward with Rudraksh, he's not. He never once shut me down, in fact he told me I was beautiful. He thinks I am beautiful. Tears sting my eyes, he also said he likes me well not like a confession but he said it in flow maybe. I know what I did was wrong but I don't regret it. My heart skipped a beat, remembering his words,
I will always like you Shivani, whether you are thin, fat, tall, short I don't care. And you're beautiful, in and out.
The car comes to halt. The driver gets out and opens the door for Rudraksh, but his eyes are on me. He doesn't move at all and instructs the driver to give us some privacy.
"Shivani?" He asks. I don't know, I don't want to go in, I don't want people to think I am weak. I know I am, I don't want to see it in their eyes, this is only place I have felt loved, felt like I was a part of anything, like my opinions matter, but now, I don't want them to sympathies with me.
"Darling. What is it?" He holds my hand and stops me from fidgeting. "What will they think about me?" I ask quietly. He rubs his fingers across my palm, "what did I explain to you? You don't think about what others say okay?" He says.
But that's not possible for me. I am not as strong as him. "They're not others. They're your family." I reply. He doesn't speak for a moment.
"Our family, shivani, they're our family. Right?" He says lifting my face so that I see him. I look at his eyes. This man really believes that what is his is mine. My parents never had that kind of relationship, I have only read about it in books, it's fictional. But he makes me believe in good things. In love, maybe. I nod.
"And since it's your family, they won't ever judge you. They will support you that's what a family does. Okay?" A tear escapes my eye and he wipes it off. He pulls me towards him and hugs me. I hold on to his shirt tightly.
"But don't worry. No one knows. Only Aarav does and I told him to tell everyone you fainted because of heat. Okay?" I look up at him, he smiles slightly and brushes of some strands of hair from my face which are wet from my tears. And I can't help but sob more, not from embarrassment anymore but because I have a husband who thinks about my feelings. I hug him tightly, as tight as I can, I don't care if I am suffocating him and in this moment I don't care how I look, well part of it is because it's dark he can't really see my face but also because I feel he won't look me differently even if I look this way. "Come on let's go, you need to rest." He gets out of the car holding out a hand for me, I grab it.
"Oh my god, Shivani you look so weak." Maa comes running towards me as soon as I enter the house. Dadaji is right behind her. Maa grabs my hand and walks ahead, I have to leave Rudraksh's hand to match her pace.
