Forbidden Lessons

Crimson Captivation (Dual POV)

[ＡＲＡＤＨＹＡ'Ｓ ＰＯＶ]

"So Adu, you are coming to my party, aren't you?" Kanika asked me on one fine evening when we were laying on the couch watching stupid wives throw wine on each other.

I huffed a tired breath at her question and shaked my head to propagate a negative response.

"Say something." Kanika urged me again while batting my left arm with her knuckles.

"No, Kanika. I can't." I glance at her from the corner of her eyes to find glumness written all over her face.

"We have already been over this, Adu. You can't do this to me. I already told you, no one will mess with you and if they do they have to cross paths with me." She moved her head towards me.

I almost chuckle at her antics of protecting me when I know the only time she can hurt people is by embracing them too tightly.

I looked at her fully now pausing the show to concentrate my whole attention on the conversation going. "Kanika, you have to understand. It's hard for me to mingle with people who talk behind my backs about how a disgrace I was and still am." I muttered in a timid voice breaking the eye contact with her.

"Listen, Adu, I know whatever happened with you and my brother was hard for you to get over but you have to do it. Aur tu hi to meri jaan hai aur jaan ke Bina janamdin kaisa?" She said with a slow smile spreading over her face.

("And you're my life and what's a birthday without life?")

I resist the urge to grin back at her but then give up and smile hugging her tightly.

"Alright I'll come."

My response made her face light with joy. She looked like a beacon of light in my otherwise dim life.

"You know you should wear red. It suits you." She started blabbering with a mouthful of food.

I hummed to her suggestion without giving it much thought. My mind was elsewhere, thinking about an event I forbade myself to even glimpse at.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 '𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦' 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩

𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥?

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘦

𝘖𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦

𝘐 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘥

𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘴

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯?"

Kanika's ringtone rang abruptly making me come back from my LA LA land. I quickly avert my eyes on her phone to check who it was.

"𝑩𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒚𝒂"

It was him. He was just calling his sister. But my heart just did a somersault. Even after years of being away from him and only sharing a span of beautiful moments, he is still by far a permanent occupant of my heart and soul.