Threads of Love

7. The broken marriage

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The next day, the whole palace was getting decorated for the wedding of Kashi and Yuvraj. Kashi feeling the first rays of dawn gently brush against her face. She stretched and instinctively glanced at her hand, immediately feeling her heart drop to her stomach. 

The intricate henna design had faded to a light brown, but the name "Shivansh" stood out in dark, unmistakable letters. Panic surged through her veins, and she sat up, frantically trying to think of a solution.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching her room. She quickly pulled the bedsheet over her hand, trying to hide the evidence. The door swung open, and Yuvraj entered, his expression stern.

Kashi's breath caught in her throat. "Yuvraj, you can't see me before the wedding. It's bad luck." she said, her voice trembling. "Shut up. Show me your hand. I want to see my name." Yuvraj snapped, his eyes narrowing.

Kashi's heart raced. She hesitated, trying to think of an excuse, but Yuvraj was already striding toward her. He grabbed her wrist, yanking her hand out from under the bedsheet. His eyes widened as he saw the name "Shivansh" prominently displayed on her palm.

"What is this?" Yuvraj demanded, his voice rising in anger. " It was a mistake by the henna artists. I didn't mean for this to happen." Kashi stammered, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yuvraj's face twisted with rage. "A mistake? They must have told them to write this name. You think I'm a fool?" said Yuvraj. "No, Yuvraj, I swear it's not like that." Kashi pleaded, but he wasn't listening. 

Yuvraj's grip tightened painfully around her wrist as he pulled her out of the room. Kashi stumbled, trying to keep up, her heart pounding in fear. 

He dragged her down the hallway and threw her onto the sofa in the living room. The sudden commotion drew the attention of everyone in the house. Manisha rushed in, her face etched with concern. "Yuvraj, what happened?" she asked.

"I'm breaking this marriage. I can't accept a shameless and characterless girl as my wife. I might have liked her, but I can't have her as my wife." Yuvraj declared, his voice cold and hard. Gasps filled the room. Manisha's eyes widened in shock. "Yuvraj, what are you saying?" asked Manisha.

Yuvraj didn't respond. Instead, he pulled off his engagement ring and threw it at Mr. Kashyap's feet. Then, he turned to Kashi, roughly grabbing her hand and yanking off the ring he had given her. Kashi cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't want to see your face again. " Yuvraj spat before storming out of the house. The room fell into a stunned silence. Kashi sat on the sofa, her hand throbbing from Yuvraj's rough treatment, her heart breaking. Manisha's face hardened as she looked at Kashi.

"What did you do, Kashi? How could you let this happen?"  Manisha demanded, her voice shaking with anger and disbelief. Kashi shook her head, sobbing uncontrollably. "It was a mistake. I didn't mean for this to happen. Please, believe me." said Kashi.

Manisha's expression remained cold. "You've brought shame to this family. How could you be so careless?" said Manisha.

Kashi had no answer. She felt numb, the weight of the situation crushing her. Manisha's words cut deep, each one a painful reminder of her failure. She could see the disappointment and anger in everyone's eyes, and it made her feel utterly alone.

The hours that followed were blur for Kashi. She remained on the sofa, her head bowed, tears silently falling. The whispers and murmurs of the guests and family members felt like a relentless assault on her already fragile state of mind.