Amay ~ Her Twist of Fate [Book #1 in Her Series]

09| Lunch

It had been a week since Suman and Amay's wedding, and life in the Shekhawat mansion had settled into a peaceful rhythm.

Suman had decided to resumed her job as a primary school teacher, but her decision to go back to work had initially filled her with doubt.

She wasn't sure if her new in-laws, being an influential family, would approve of her working, especially as a school teacher.

Her confusion led her to reach out to her best friend, Namita.

"Namu," Suman spoke quietly into the phone, "I don't know if I should ask them about continuing my job. I mean, I'm their daughter-in-law now, and they might expect something different..."

Namita listened patiently, then responded in her usual confident tone, "Sumi, I know you and Amay jiju don't share a traditional bond right now, but from what I've seen and heard about him and his parents, I don't think they'd stop you. Trust me, they seem reasonable. Instead of overthinking, just talk to Amay jiju about it."

Suman thought about Namita's words.

She knew her friend was right.

Although she hadn't been warm toward Amay, he had never argued with her.

Even when she was rude or indifferent, he made her feel comfortable, never pressuring her for anything.

He hadn't even shared the same room with her since their marriage, despite it being his own room.

This quiet respect and his gentle distance touched her.

She wanted to apologize for her coldness and finally sleep in their room, sharing the space, if not yet the full bond of marriage.

That evening, as Amay entered the room, he was surprised to see Suman sitting there, waiting for him.

Even more surprising, she smiled at him-a genuine, soft smile.

It was so unusual that he froze in place, staring in disbelief.

Suman walked up to him and waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Good evening," she said, still smiling.

"Go...good evening," Amay stammered, feeling flustered.

He mentally scolded himself, Why am I stuttering?

Suman cleared her throat. "I need to talk to you."

Amay's heart skipped a beat.

His mind immediately jumped to the worst scenario: Is she going to ask for a divorce?

A pang of sadness hit him, but he forced himself to listen.

"Can I resume my job?" she asked, her voice carrying a note of uncertainty.