𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷.

Chapter- 16

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Vihaan ~

Day four of the wager, and Shivanya was no closer to running into my arms than she was on day one. She's defiant, always ready to push back. But the more she fights, the deeper I get under her skin but I can see it in her eyes, the way they narrow when she sees me approach, the way her posture tenses ever so slightly. Although it is subtle, it exists.

Today, was also Sunday. Which meant that had I not acted earlier and with a bit of luck, there was going to be a very slim possibility of me encountering her. However, last evening I overheard her mentioning that she was going shopping with Radhika to Crawford. That was all I needed to hear.

The house of unusually quiet for a Sunday.

"Aman, I've been asking you for days now to take me to the market," my mother sighed dramatically, sitting next to me. "It's like I'm invisible in this house."

"Hmm," Dad grunted from behind his newspaper, not even glancing up. Classic him.

My mother's eyes darted toward me. "Vihaan, beta, tell your father to take me! Or maybe you can come along for once, haan?"

I usually tuned this out, but tonight, with Shivanya on my mind and an opportunity so willingly presenting itself to me, I'd be a fool not to take it.

"I'll take you mom," I offered.

The silence that followed was deafening.

I glanced up to see my parents both frozen, staring at me like I had just announced that I was going to quit working. Dad even peeked over the top of his newspaper, as if to check if it was really me sitting there.

"You'll take me?" my mother repeated slowly, as though she wasn't quite sure if she heard me right.

I nodded, keeping my expression neutral. "Yes mom, I've got some things to buy from the market anyway." I clearly lied.

More silence. My mother blinked once, twice, and then she blinked again. My father finally set his newspaper down completely, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Are you feeling alright, beta?" he asked, leaning forward with mock concern. "You've never voluntarily gone to a market, ever. In fact, you barely take yourself out unless it's for work."

Mom's face lit up like Diwali had arrived early. "Aman! Did you hear that? Vihaan is going to take me to the market! Vihaan!" She beamed, and then, as if reality hit her, she narrowed her eyes at me. "Wait, what's the catch?"

"There is no catch, Maa," I said, sighing internally. "I just need to pick up a few things, and since you want to go, I thought—"

"Pick some things from Crawford market? Vihaan, have you ever once worn anything which is not Armani or Dormeuil Vanquish?" Dad taunted me, his voice thick with disbelief and a hint of amusement.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, he never misses an opportunity to take a jab at me. But I had a plan, and I wasn't going to let anyone throw me off today. "Maybe it's time to experiment," I replied coolly, standing up from my seat. "Shall we, Maa?"

"Sit back down Vihaan and let me get to the bottom of this situation first." He said, the lawyer in his always at bay and chances were, he was going to find out exactly the reason in the next five minutes, considering he knew that I was in love with Shivanya.