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I wasn't shocked but- I just can't name the feeling. It's a mixture of feelings.
I kept chewing my food silently staring at my plate.
He's still in contact with his ex-fiancée.
Yeah so? Why do I seem bothered?
I shook my head and was about to stuff my mouth with another spoon full of food when maa's voice echoed, "Radha, this topic has been pressed down long ago. You remember right?"
I threw a quick glance at his chachi who nodded before answering, "Yes didi I do. Par jo bhi ho, woh is ghar ki hone wali bahu thi".
(But still, she was going to this house's daughter-in-law)
She's too adamant to stay stuck to the past and fuck the present.
"Past is past and present is what it is now. Anika is going to be our daughter-in-law and that's it, end of discussion", spoke Neha maa making his chachi nod. I chuckled internally.
I'm not happy because she got scolded because someday in future she'd anyways find chances to hurt me with her words again. I'm happy because- because of what?
I've been staying so confused lately. My thoughts are so weird; not like the ones someone has when they're in love but the ones when someone is just too lost to find themself.
Anyways.
We all ate in silence afterwards.
.
9:45 p.m.
I'm walking towards maa's room because she asked me to go there after dinner. She said she wants to give me something before marriage and it's the best time for it.
The hallway is long- ground covered in wine red carpet and walls are painted in cream colour all. The ceiling is white and moderate chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Many ancient type paintings are hung against the walls on both the sides excluding all the others decorative stuffs.
I finally stopped in front of a brown polished door. She told me her room is the one situated at three doors from the end of the hallway.
I knocked on the door and waited for a while before it got opened and she welcomed me with a smile.
I smiled back. She has changed her outfit into a green long silk night gown with a house coat over it of the same material and color. Her long brown hair is tied up into a loose braid and the glow on her face isn't fading soon.
She let me in.
I looked around the room. The walls are in cream color and ceiling in white with LED lights. The furniture and decorations are a mix of vintage and modern vibes. There's a huge glass sliding door in front of the bed leading to the balcony of the third floor.
