Meant to be yours

Reception - I

Payal's POV:

" Payal, we need to talk. " Riya came in as I changed my clothes. "sorry " She turned almost immediately as I changed.
" Now, you can look. " I said as I sat on the bed. Riya then looked at me as her cheeks looks like flushed.
" Oh my! You're blushing. Aren't you? The great Riya Singhania is blushing just because of seeing me changing my clothes. " I teased her as she handed me the script.
" So, the movie is real after all? " I asked her while raising my eyebrows.
" Yes. After all ,it's the debut of the great popstar Riya Singhania. " She said as she sat beside me.
" So full of yourself as always . " I said as I shifts my focus on the sheets in my hand.

Third person's POV:

Meanwhile,Riya who sat beside Payal, though her eyes kept wandering to the girl beside her—the curve of her smile, the way her hair fell in messy waves when she leaned over her script notes.

Payal turned a page, then paused.
“You know,” she said suddenly, without looking up, “if you stare at me any longer, I’m going to start charging a hefty fee.”

Riya jumped, nearly knocking over her coffee. “I wasn’t— I mean, I—”
Her cheeks turned a furious shade of red.

Payal looked at her now, that teasing glint in her eyes.
“Relax, Riya,” she grinned. “I’m just messing with you. But seriously, you’ve been acting kind of weird around me lately.”

“I haven’t,” Riya muttered, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“You have. You get all quiet after we talked. What about last week? You were speaking about taking revenge and making me regret it. All big talks. Now,You were just staring.” Payal leaned in a little. “It was kind of sweet.”

Riya swallowed. “I didn’t mean to be obvious.”

Payal’s voice softened. “You weren’t. Not to anyone else. Just to me.”

Riya bit her lip. “Is that… bad?”

Payal smiled. “No,” she said, tapping Riya’s notebook playfully. “It’s cute. But don’t think I won’t keep teasing you about it. So, what's the deal?”

" I was thinking " Riya hesitantly started as Payal leaned in and her finger tracing Riya's cheek.
" You were thinking " Payal urged her as she kept teasing Riya .
" About giving our marriage a chance. You know how much I like you." Riya breathed in as she slowly pushed Payal away from her.
" Really ? Is it only like? " Priya asked her mockingly. " You are all nervous and mushy just by my close proximity. You call this like. " Payal said in a cold tone.
Riya stood up only to be pulled back by Payal.
" Are you that impatient? Leaving in the middle of the discussion. Family trait? " Payal quipped. Riya gulped as Payal kissed her all of the sudden.
Payal then let go of her. " Yes. I want to stay married with you. " Riya touched her lips as Payal went back to read the script.

Ishika's POV:

I woke up and find myself in the arms of the very woman who never fails to amaze me. I angrily swatted her arms away and stood up.
" Don't touch me! " I said as she tried to pull me again.
" Ishi, come on. You know that won't work with me. I own you. " She said groggily.
" You don't own me,Anamika ji. I am not a thing to own. I am a human being with feelings. Atleast spare me that respect." I spat angrily.
" Hm. Looks like my kitten is angry and her claws are out. " She looks at me amusingly.
" Anamika ji, I don't like how you treat me. You're controlling and cold. Please, leave me alone. " I said as tears threaten to fall from my eyes. She pulled me close and lifted my chin as my eyes now in contact with hers. Her eyes held so much pain that I can't look for a long time.
She then kissed me aggressively as I tried to free myself from her arms. I pushed her with all my might.
" You scold me like a child. Now,I am your wife. When will you treat me like one? When is it convenient for you? " I asked her angrily.