His Hostage Wife(Slow Updates)

Chp-14. I'll shoot you

Diya's POV

Even an hour ago my life was completely different and colourful but now it seems just black not even white. I don't see anything ahead. No future. Am I even alive? Just breathing.

My emotions,my feelings,my dreams,my goals,my family everything... everything is far away from me now, a distance that can't be closed. Everything slipped away from my hands within just few minutes.
This morning just like every other day I woke up with a new hope of life, bubbling with happiness and positivity and now all I can see is dead end, is this end of me? End of my life?
But why? Why me? I'm not even at fault. I'm innocent. I didn't hurt anyone but why is everything... literally every damn thing is against me even my mother,she didn't believe her own daughter so how can I expect a so called stranger who is none less than a monster to understand me or believe me.

I'm still not getting what will he get by marrying me.
And moreover how's all these connected to Vidyut Roy, I literally met that person accidentally and then also for a few minutes maybe and how come all are making a connection between us which doesn't even exitst. All this is a huge mess where I'm stuck without any fucking reason. Whyyyyyy?!!!

I can't tolerate everything silently...I need to help myself...I can't wait for others to help me and moreover I know no one will but I can't just sit and accept everything.

YES I'LL SHOUT NOW. I'LL SCREAM FOR HELP. I'M IN MAIN ROAD NOW. SOMEONE OR ELSE WILL SURELY DO SOMETHING HOPEFULLY.....

Ah---- wait! What!

They've taped my mouth. When!?
I didn't even realise. My hands are tied.

Soon the car stopped infront of a mandap and I could see priest there already chanting mantras , everything ready there , just waiting for me and him to sit there.

I felt a sharp pain in my wrist when I noticed Mr.Shekhawat literally dragging me by the rope tied around my wrist.

I kept struggling but couldn't get out of his hold. He didn't even look back at me for once.

I was crying while looking around all the men present there. Pleading with my eyes to help me but no one even looked at me let alone take a step towards me.
I was the only female figure there amongst the hundreds of men approx.

He dragged me towards the stage and forcefully made me sit there and he settled himself beside me.

He ordered the priest to start with the mantras and rituals.

When the priest asked for Kanyadan ,what he said was none less than stabbing me.

"She's an orphan".

I looked with horror at him. What does he mean by that?

Did he kill my---?

No this can't be happening...No...

My mind was screaming but I couldn't even utter a single word.

I stared at his brown orbs as if trying to get all the answers to my questions. He leaned towards me and said...

"Your own mother didn't even believe you. They disowned you. I wonder what a pathetic daughter you must've been... so it's very much appropriate to say you're an orphan."

It really hit me....he wasn't even totally wrong. I'm none less than an orphan now. I don't have anyone. I've lost everything within an hour. And I still don't know the reason behind my sufferings.