In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous.
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↺ Varahi Khurana
❛❛ You don't care what I think or feel ❜❜
↺ Avyaan Singhania
❛❛ Trust me , I don't ❜❜
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Varahi and Avyaan had been married for...
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Whatever gush of feeling Varahi felt was soon replaced by the upgrowing anger as she took in his words. He did nothing to deserve her obedience - At Least not this time. It was easy for him to go around and then act all sweet to her whenever he did something to hurt her and go back to his old self once everything fell in place the way he pleased.
"Defying? I wonder what you did to deserve my obedience" Varahi asked, looking straight in his eyes.
Avyaan licked his lips as he heard her sudden edgy voice which made him feel weird.
He realised, It was going to be difficult. Very difficult.
"Come here , Varahi" He said softly, patting at the surface of the bed beside him , trying his luck one last time.
"And why should I listen to you?" She asked nonchalantly, folding her arms above her chest.
"Come here , please" Avyaan requested, his voice so soft just like his expressions.
He had hurt her a lot. She has always been involved with the family as he was. He regretted every bit of his actions.
Not only about the certain day but till now.
She eventually nodded , taking small steps towards the bed as she sat on the bed with him.
Her gaze swiftly travelled from his eyes down to his pointed nose to his lips to his neck and then his chest which was all exposed as the upper 3 buttons were left undone. He was looking devilishly handsome.
Quickly looking back to his eyes she nodded. , blinking her eyes.
She had no interest in taking any other bull shit from his side. She was done with it now. Couldn't he just understand that It was off limits now.
"Let's talk things out, '' Avyaan urged softly, looking at her. He looked at her as she gave him a curt nod as her eyes travelled down to the ring on her ring finger before it again reached up to him.
"So , We are going to talk things out. We take a step forward and then , again , you draw us three steps back , right?" Varahi asked as she looked deep in his eyes. Mixed emotions.
Mixed emotions were what she saw in his eyes.
"No , It's not-"
"It is exactly like that , trust me" She cuts him off in between as she belted leaving absolutely no room for the argument.
"Aapko kyun farak nahi padta , Avyaan?" Varahi asked. (Why doesn't it matter to you, Avyaan?)
"Aren't you happy? Aren't you happy with me , in this marriage?" She asked again , Varahi felt her throat tightening as she spoke the words , a bubble of emotions building inside her , which she tried to suppress as she continued speaking.
"Av-''
"Farak padta hai tabhi toh bol raha hun'' Avyaan cutted her off in between as he hurriedly stated his side. She just kept on assuming things. Or maybe he forced her to assume such things. (It does , that's why I am saying)
