Do we love each other?

Diya at home

Anya's POV:

We went back to the stage. As soon as, we went on the stage, that girl also rushed to the stage.

" Oh my god, Armaan your hand is bleeding." How much does she notice him?

She took his hand on her lap. That's it, today, I will bury her in a place where no one will ever get to step also.

" Don't." Armaan warned me, seeing my glare and he too know my patience level but should he not remember it before checking it out?

She took her handkerchief out and started wrapping it around while scolding him.

" Armaan, you should take care of yourself na. How can you be so irresponsible? You should keep a nanny with you, who takes your care all the time. Because you are so busy to take care of yourself."

Who is she to scold him, his to be wife is next to him? What's your problem, girl?

Armaan's mother came on stage.

" What happened is something serious beta?" I immediately took Armaan's hand out from her hold and wrapped it around my waist so that the wound hide.

" Aunty, Armaan's hand-" I cut that girl in between.

" Aunty, she wants to know what did you eat before giving birth to him? Like how can a guy always do work. Whenever you see him, there will always be a phone in his hand. Why don't you take his phone and throw it in gutter?" I covered up with a smile and a little playful voice, I am the best actor and that girl looked at me in shock.

" I wish I could do that Diya, but this kid of mine. Never listens to me, now he is getting married to Anya na, then she will take care of hi. and make him learn to do other things also and not always get busy in work." She said while pinching my cheeks softly. That girl shut her mouth when she saw me cutting her and looked down. Atleast, she has a little brain.

" I have to take care of other things also, give me a minute dear." She said while looking at me and that girl.

And aunty left. I immediately removed his hand from my waist.

" Why did you told that to aunty, don't you see Armaan's hand, it's bleeding a lot?" She asked while looking at his hand and tears started collecting in her eyes. I know it is bleeding a lot but that's nothing too big.

What a fantastic engagement?

I ignored her because she needs to be my level to ask me a question.

And she is asking me questions, Why is this girl trying to enter Armaan's world, when she knows nothing about it. We don't even call it, a wound, we call it warm up.

I looked at her coldly.

" There's nothing to cry about it Diya. That's not even a scratch." Armaan said.

Why I feel like throwing punches at both of their faces?

" But how did you get it? It wasn't there before 10 minutes?" She asked him.

I looked at other side and saw Aveesh holding Shanaya tightly, she was glaring at that girl and looked like she could kill her any moment.

Anjali and Prateek were observing everything from behind and looking at me with worry.

Naksh was holding the glass of the whiskey tightly, his knuckles were white and just some more force and the glass will break.

" Diya, you should go." Armaan said.

Why is this man, asking her to leave now? My engagement is spoilt now what is left?

That girl left.

Well, did he get hurt a lot? A slowly turned my face a little and saw from my side eyes, trying my best to not show him that I care about him.