Unexpectly Yours:The Journey Of An Arranged Marriage

PART 23

[Australia, the day after the first match. Indian team had just lost a critical game, and Abhay hasn't performed as well as expected. The atmosphere in the team hotel is somber, and Abhay is in their room, scrolling through social media. His expression darkens as he reads through a wave of nasty comments.]

[Abhay sits on the edge of the bed, looking tense. Kavya enters the room, wearing a casual shirt and jeans, a camera bag slung over her shoulder. She immediately notices the strain on his face.]

Kavya: "Hey, everything okay?"

Abhay: (looking up, frustrated) "Not really... people are trolling me online. And worse, they're dragging you into it."

[Kavya raises an eyebrow, walking over to sit beside him. She glances at his phone, noticing the harsh comments blaming her for his poor performance, calling her a 'distraction' and 'not a good match for a cricketer'.]

Kavya: (calmly) "I knew this would happen."

Abhay: (angrily) "They have no right to say these things about you. It's disgusting! You don't deserve this, Kavya."

Kavya: (softly) "Abhishek, I'm not upset."

Abhay: (surprised) "You're not? But... they're attacking you for no reason. I hate seeing that."

[Kavya smiles, placing her hand on his.]

Kavya: "I know this is new for us, but I've seen this before. Every cricketer's wife goes through it. The moment something doesn't go right on the field, fingers get pointed at the closest person in their life. But that's not on you, and it's definitely not on me."

[Abhay looks at her, his frustration giving way to guilt. He shifts uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck.]

Abhay: "But... I feel responsible. You shouldn't have to deal with this because of me."

Kavya: (firmly) "You're not responsible for people's opinions. They're always going to find someone to blame. It's part of being in the public eye. But I'm here because I want to be. Not because of what they think."

[Abhay sighs, his shoulders slumping. Kavya leans closer, her tone softening.]

Kavya: "I knew what I was getting into when I married you, Abhishek. I know how intense this world can be. But I'm not going to let a few trolls dictate how I feel or how we live our lives."

[Abhay looks at her, a small smile tugging at his lips despite the heaviness in his heart. He squeezes her hand.]

Abhay: "You're tougher than I thought."

Kavya: (smirking) "Well, I did marry a cricketer, didn't I?"

[They both laugh softly, and the mood in the room lightens just a bit. Kavya shifts on the bed, facing him fully now.]

Kavya: "Look, you had a bad game, that's all. One bad match doesn't define you, and it definitely doesn't define us. You'll come back stronger. I know it."

Abhay: (sighing) "I don't know, Kavya. It feels like I'm letting everyone down—myself, the team, you..."

Kavya: (interrupting) "Me? Letting me down? Abhishek, no. You could never let me down. Whether you score a hundred runs or zero, I'm here for you. That's what matters, not what those people are saying."

[Abhay looks at her, his gaze softening as her words sink in. He reaches out, pulling her hand onto his]

Abhay: "I'm really lucky to have you, you know that?"