𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷.

Chapter - 11

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Shivanya ~

It was here.

Today was the day my little sister was getting married to the man of her dreams and the glow on her face was the reason I was learning the process of letting go of something I had held onto for so many years now.

"Di, is it finally time?" She asked with a huge smile on her face when I entered the room.

"A few more minutes, my doll. Come, sit with me." I said, holding her hand.

She sat down, her hands fidgeting slightly in her lap. I took one of her hands in mine and squeezed it gently.

"Radhika, you look absolutely beautiful today," I said, my voice soft and filled with love.

"Thank you, Di," she replied, her cheeks flushing with happiness. "I can't believe this day is finally here."

I reached over to the dresser and picked up a small, intricately carved wooden box. I opened it to reveal our mother's antique necklace, a piece that had been passed down through generations. The delicate gold chain and the intricate design of the pendant always reminded me of our mother's grace and strength.

"Here, I want you to wear this," I said, carefully lifting the necklace from the box.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "Di, this is... this is Ma's necklace."

I nodded, my throat tightening with emotion. "Yes, it is. She wore this on her wedding day, and I think she would have wanted you to wear it today."

Radhika's eyes filled with tears as she took the necklace from my hands. "Di, I... I don't know what to say."

I smiled, brushing a tear from her cheek. "You don't have to say anything, Radhika. Just know that this necklace carries her love and blessings with it."

As I fastened the necklace around her neck, I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "Radhika, there's something I want to talk to you about."

She looked at me, her eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of apprehension.

"You know, our parents didn't have a perfect marriage," I began, choosing my words carefully. "They had their struggles, their disagreements. But they also had love and commitment. They worked through their problems, sometimes successfully, sometimes not. But they never gave up on each other."

Radhika nodded, listening intently.

"No marriage is perfect, Radhika. It's not about finding the perfect person or having a fairy-tale life. It's about finding someone you can grow with, someone you can face challenges with. It's about working through the tough times together and celebrating the good times."

She squeezed my hand, her eyes thoughtful. "I understand, Di. I know it's not always going to be easy, but I'm ready to work on it, to make it work."

A small, relieved smile played on my lips. "That's all I can ask for, my doll," I whispered, holding her hand tighter.In that moment, a wave of emotions washed over me - relief, a touch of sadness, and a fierce hope for her future.

Letting go wasn't easy. For years, I'd held onto the idea of us being this inseparable duo, facing the world together. But seeing the love radiating from her, the happiness bubbling over, it was clear this was her happily ever after, her own path to forge.

Taking a deep breath, I squeezed her hand again. "Are you ready?" I asked, forcing a bright tone despite the lump forming in my throat.

Radhika's smile was a radiant answer. "More than anything, Di."