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49. A trip to the beach

(I'm sorry, I had to skip the part where I was about to show Sid minding his mafia business without Natasha but I couldn't come up with some good ideas and the chap was boring af so enjoy this chap where they both are in Italy)

2 Months later

Natasha's POV

I was scrolling through Instagram when suddenly a reel popped up in my feed. It was a girl in a bikini enjoying a beach day with her boyfriend.

Now I also want to visit one, and it is a sunny day, too. Today is Sunday, and it's only 10:00 in the Morning, so we have plenty of time to enjoy today.

Only if Sid is free.

I got up from the chair and made my way toward the garden where he was watering the plants.

"Babe?" I called out, and he turned to face me with a smile.

"Yes?"

"Can we go out today?"

"Today? where?"

"Any beach you know that is not crowded"

"Every famous beach is crowded sweetie, and it's Sunday today"

I sighed disappointed, "But I wanted to visit a beach so bad"

"We can go on a beach, I'm not refusing tho, but I don't like how crowdy they are"

"Please please for me" I whined shaking his hand.

"Alright alright, go get ready"

I got happy, "Thank you so much muah!" I kissed him on the cheek before heading inside.

I wore a bikini inside before wearing a dress on top of it, Of course, I can't go out in a bikini.

When Sid entered the room I was brushing my hair.

"Ready?" He asked walking towards me, I smiled.

I nodded, "Yeah"

"Alright, I'll get ready too"

"Listen" I called out.

"I thought we are not in India so...can I wear a bikini on the beach? I mean if you allow-"

He stared at me with a frown, "A bikini? In front of all those people? In front of all those creepy guys staring at you? Nah."

"But-"

"No, I can't let you, I'm sorry"

I got very sad, "Fine, I don't want to go then!" I huffed sitting on the bed.

"No need" He agreed storming out of the room.

I was surprised, he never behaved like that before, what was wrong with him?

I'm about to cry, But I don't want to.

I keep sitting there sadly as tears roll down my cheeks, these pregnancy hormones make me so emotional over small things.

I hate it.

Meanwhile

Siddharth's POV

With a hiss, I sit on the couch running my hand through my hair.

The idea of someone else looking at her pisses me off.

But I shouldn't have talked rudely to her right?

I did wrong, I know.

But If I go to apologize to her she won't forgive me.

And saying I'm so sorry is so boring.

With a sigh, I pulled out my phone calling a number.

"Hello...I wanted-" I got up and walked towards the garden while talking, after ensuring everything was good I made my way upstairs.