Beyond Words

34. Too Late

Adaa POV

I feel goosebumps rising on my whole body with the sincerity in his voice, my heart doing its flips. His eyes had a dreamy look like he was imagining it along with me. But all my happiness crashed when I remembered his words, I knew he was genuinely sorry for what he had done, and I knew he would never compare us. But hearing those words from him really affected me more than I thought, and now even if I want to trust him my brain just raises a doubt 'What if he again repeated the same words, or realizes he still has not moved on from her?'

I pushed him out in a jerk, I could see the shock in his eyes, but his lips had a smile. Similar to a victory smile. My eyes laid on the saree that was on the floor, which he selected for me, Smiling I took the saree and started draping it. All this while I had a small smile on my face and I couldn't shake it off. It felt like a smile of hope, a hope of Love.

After taking a good look at myself in the mirror, I set my hair in a proper bun, and with a small smile, I came out. I looked to pinpoint the person who has been acting like an idiot these days, upon not finding him I made my way to Vikram. 
"Wow, I might just fall for you.", he put his hand on his heart, his eyes throwing hearts to me.
"Stop it, Vicky. So this is final.", I raised my eyebrow.
"You won't show it to him", He pointed to Vishu who was busy on his mobile facing outside.
"No, I want him to see me at the wedding", I looked at him. He is still the same, but a little shrunk. Is it because he missed me? It seems like it.
Does that mean he also felt all I felt?
When through all that I went through?
The pain, the cries, the longing. 
"If you keep standing here, he will see you", I nodded at Vikram and Went inside to change into my previous garments.

"Your bill sir", The receptionist gave Vishrut his receipt and started to scan the barcode of our clothes. I badly wanted to see what he brought but it was already packed by then. I saw him looking intensely at the saree, 
"I bought it because I liked it, not because you said", I took the bag from the counter and went out with a huff.

How awkward it is to travel when your ex is the driver for your pre-wedding shoot? It might have seemed to be a tragedy but it's ok here. My fiance is the one helping my ex to pursue me. How lucky am I? I have 2 more understanding boys for me apart from my brother and father.

I, my fiance, Vishrut, and the photographers are on the way to Goa for my pre-wedding shoot. Vishrut and Vikram took the front seats of the car and I sat in the back seat, I am just glad that I got the whole back seat. I can sleep whenever I want to, and do whatever I want. Another car following us has 2 members for the shoot along with the things needed.

My eyes keep traveling to the mirror trying to take a glimpse of his, but roads never allow you for that, they always make you do a brake dance. When we got on the smooth road he set the mirror and my eyes locked with his, it brought the memories of the night when his words contradicted the words from the shopping day.

"Vishu, How do you want your bride to be?", I sat beside him with a pen and paper.

"No, I don't have an answer for that. I don't even think of marriage, let alone wife. Everything just went off with her. Now all I have is her memories and I just want to leave with them. I respect marriage but it's just not for me." He pulled me towards him looping his hand around my shoulder. I wish he could see my eyes, he could read me. 

"You don't think about your future, You don't think about things like marriage, life after marriage, and all. I mean I usually do that when I can't fall asleep." I looked up to meet his eyes.
"Cupcake, I don't think about anything other than myself. I am a selfish person, I keep my happiness, my wants, and my needs first. I can't even see myself in a wedding attire let alone my bride. Is marriage needed?"