Akshara - His Forced Bride

The preperations

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Aaransh POV

After talking with her that day i confirmed that all things were going on with her consent and I felt a big burden shifting away from my shoulders as her consent was my first priority.

We didn't text after that and it's been days since our last talk. The preparations for the wedding have been started and the more I stay in the house the more I feel scared about the future.

The way my dad rushed to one of the best wedding planners of India, the way my mom started talking with the designers, my siblings in their own world.....these all things made me anxious. As if I am falling into a trap, a trap called wedding where I have to be tied with someone for my whole life.

The fear of ruining her life by not giving her the things she had expected. As I know, every girl dreams to have a loving husband. I can be a gentleman, a caring husband but love?? I don't think it's for me. The guilt of ruining someone's life by tying them with me is so strong that I can't sleep without thinking of the consequences.

I sighed as i leaned on my chair. I was going to be married in a week and here I am, working till 10 pm. I ignored all the calls of my family. They would only see me in the morning while having breakfast where I have to listen to their rants about the preparation of the wedding.

The wedding was just in a week and we decided to keep it private as I didn't want any harm to her. It's not like i can't protect her but people try to attack  us with our weakness. And after marriage she will be my only weakness until I teach her to be my strength, until I teach her to be a Rawat.

I unlocked my phone to see for any important messages, I had three of them...one from a friend which i ignored while gritting my teeth cause, that guy is an as*h*le for being in US while I am suffering here. I will make him regret it.

The second one was by our family group which had 40+ chats. These people live in the same house but then again chat on the phone. I don't understand why they can't talk face to face.

Then the 3rd one and most important one.....from her.....from Akshara, it was sent at 6 pm? Shit...why didn't I see my phone? I quickly opened it and it was a thank you text with a photo of the gift i sent her.

Which my mom insisted for me to send, a bouquet of flowers with some chocolates and a box of a ring. We couldn't go for engagement because of my work schedule which was f*cked up because of the project I am handling and upon that my mom insisted that I have to take a week leave for the wedding which after a lot of arguments and bargaining, i reduced it to 5 days.

So i selected a diamond ring and sent it and don't ask about the size, my mom took care of it.

I sent her a thumbs up emoji and put the phone in my pocket.

The next thing I know is driving home, sneaking into my room and then passing out due to exhaustion because of all the meetings i attended.

Akshara POV

The preparations on our side were going on with the speed of the bullet train, these people are too eager to send me out. And the thing i didn't understand was the wedding was mine or my brother's? Cause my bro was sucking too much money.

Dang it...

The way my mom tried to get me ready by bringing all the beauticians home and me without any other choice had to endure all the torchers.

Me and maa sa tried to spend most of the time together talking, laughing, making food together, eating together as we tried to spend the remaining time we have happily.