My throat ached and the head throbbed with pain as I got up from the floor, tired of hitting the door which is not going to open today. I looked at myself in the mirror while going towards the bathroom and my appearance caught my attention. My eyes were puffy and red along with that my face was swollen and the tears were dried on my cheeks. My hair which was tied in a low pony tail seemed loose which made a few strands fall on my shoulder.
My phone started ringing and I looked back towards the side table where it was plugged to the charger which made me realize that I left my phone earlier while leaving for the hospital.
" Haan Jiju." I spoke while answering the call.
" I remember my Shridha never greeted me in such a low tone. You are always excited when I call, what's wrong?" He asked and again I was at the verge of crying. I wish the people around me could understand me the way you do.
" Jiju, Rudra was shot and now admitted to the hospital. He had a surgery and is now being shifted to the ICU. Now Papa and Maa are not letting me visit him, they are also planning to call off the wedding. I don't know what to do." I said and he sighed.
" Okay don't cry for now. Please Shridha. I know about Rudra's condition. I will talk to Dad regarding this, just stay strong." He said and I wiped my tears while sitting on the bed.
" How do you know about..."
" Sources Shridha. However a public personality cannot be hidden in a public place and Rudra and Hospital are the respectives."
" I feel helpless, I don't know what to do."
" I heard that you said Mivaan Singh Oberoi is behind all these."
" I don't know anything regarding this but Rudra told me that they were his men and when I met him during the ceremony earlier, he didn't seem like a good person either." I said and he again took a deep breath before exhaling.
" Listen Shridha, he is a very powerful man. You cannot just say anything casually. You need to have proper evidence to reflect your allegations...." And my brother in law spoke with me for thirty minutes trying to put brain inside me .
When he hung up, I walked to the bathroom and washed my face before fetching the carry bag which had my necessary items in there and looked out of the window with a sigh.
Just when I was planning to get out of the window and slide through pipes my phone rang again. This time it was Bhavya.
" Why are you not answering my calls and replying to my texts?" The first question she threw at me and before I could say anything, she chose to ask another question.
" I am at the airport, Shri. Is someone coming to pick me up?" And that's it. It totally escaped my mind that a couple of my friends are traveling all the way from Bangalore to Delhi to attend my wedding. Bhavya was the only one who was supposed to attend the engagement and then stay at my house till the wedding but I don't see the ceremonies coming up.
Not to forget my father's mood. I need to talk with him. I know running away won't solve anything rather complicate it.
" Hello? Are you there?" I shook my head while hearing her voice again and bit my lower lip.
" I am so sorry, Bhavya. I was caught up in something. I cannot explain anything right now but engagement has been called off and I am booking your ride. Please come home." I said and there was a moment of silence before she took a deep breath.
" Do I look like a fool? Who cancels their engagement a day before, Shridha Saxena?"
" Bhavya, I am not kidding. It's true. Come here, I will tell you everything." I said.
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His Arranged Wife
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