The Marriage Proposal

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Stalker's pov

I was just 14 years old when I saw her for the first time. We both were in different sections in school. She joined the school late because her father was transferred from Mumbai.

She was the first girl I got attracted to. I fell in love with her at the first sight. Her straight long hair, her eyes, and lips, everything about her is so attractive. Any man can get attract to her so easily.

The first time I saw her was at the school’s annual function. I proposed her that day but she rejected me. I was very offended that she rejected me. I cried the whole day thinking about that.

She didn’t even come near to me after that day. I tried to talk to her many times in school but she always ignored me.

She even had a boyfriend named Dhruv. He was always close to her. But their relationship lasted only for 1 month. Dhruv's father got a new job so that’s why he left India and went out. And for that reason they had to broke up. I was so happy that they broke up.

But I couldn’t let her go so soon so on the farewall day I tried to talk to her again. I told her how much I love her. But still she told me that she doesn’t like me and I should stop loving her and find someone better.

How can I find someone better when I love her with all my heart. I will make her love me.

After 10 freaking years I saw her yesterday at the shopping mall with her husband. In fact, there are many photos of their wedding on the internet. She was looking so happy with him.

I was so angry and sad at the same time because how can she marry someone else while I have been waiting for her for years. And I know she didn’t wanted to marry that bastard. Her parent’s forced her to marry him.

I have waited for her for 10 years and how can I let her go so easily. She is mine and only mine.

First I will kill her husband then I will make her mine. I have planned our whole future. Yesterday she posted a picture of her and her husband on Instagram. They both were getting very close. I was so jealous to see her with another guy.

I went downstairs because my mother called me. I sat on the sofa near her. My father was sitting in front of me with crossed legs while reading a newspaper.

“Son, look, here are some pictures of some girls for your marriage. Which one did you like?” Maa asked me while showing me the photos which were kept line by line on the table.

“Maa, how many times have I told you that I will not marry any other girl except her.” I said loudly and angrily. I didn’t even see those photos.

“Arey, pagal hogaya hai tu us ladki ke peeche. Shaddi ho chuki hai ab uski. Vo teri kabhi ho hi nahi shakti.” She shouted and stood up from the sofa.

(You have gone crazy for that girl. She is married now. She can never be yours.)

“Maa, aap dekhlena main use apna banakar hi rahunga. Vo sirf meri hai.”

(Maa, you will see, I will make her mine. She is only mine.)

“Why don’t you make him understand this?” She said looking at papa.

“You know that our son is very stubborn since childhood. He will make his whatever he want. If he wants that girl then he will make her his.” Papa said looking up from the newspaper.

“Dono baap bete ek jaise hain.”

(Both father and son are alike)

Maa rushed towards the kitchen angrily. I smiled looking at papa and he smiled back.

I went upstairs to my room. I have put her photos all over the wall in my room. I stood in front of her photo. I tucked my hands in my pocket. I admire her photo for a second.

You will be mine, Shivani. Only mine.
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So this was the stalker's pov.

And I am extremely sorry for the late update guys.

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