Author's POV:
"Good morning our bride-to-be Siya, how're you feeling? being the whole country's most desirable and awaiting face. You're being discussed in every news headline, social media's platform, the most trending person right now. how're you exactly feeling siya after fooling all those people by making them believe you don't like this at all, and actually you were dying to get this attention and fame, and bravo you lastly succeeded in seducing Mr. Thakur and reached where you wanted to come". Divya glared at her with a fierce intensity, her eyes filled with unadulterated loathing.
"It seems you remember our last meeting so closely that you're still standing here and asking me your bullshit questions?" Siya expresses her disbelief with a scoff, clearly unimpressed by her limited perspective.
"actually baby the fact is whatever i did i don't have an ounce of guilt and you deserve to DIE". Divya said and expressed her disdain with palpable intensity.
"you still have the audacity to say all this, i thought you'll get some brain, might be not regretting but getting guilty for whatever you did with your sister for a Man who lathes your existence and even your love and tried to kill you".
"I was so wrong, tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta". Siya chose to engage in a constructive dialogue rather than argue, genuinely seeking to understand her perspective.
"aur kyu nahi hua mera kuch? Because YOU, the villain of my story, popped out and destroyed every desire I used to sew in my imagination. you know what siya i was in relationship with so many men but i never get an urge to spend my whole life with anyone among them except the man i saw in Anshika's engagement: A strikingly handsome man stands tall, his black mystery eyes, captivating physique both commanding and seductive, obviously i was unable to resist myself, not fucking blind i was".
"i put my effort into him to get his one glance at list, but all i got his eyes on you every single time it boiled my blood so much that all i was thinking no asking perhaps WHY? why someone like him would give his attention to someone like you: simple, average,academic insect, and boring, then i realized HE'S FUCKING IN LOVE WITH YOU, but absolutely i was not going accept that so i confessed my pure love for him, and that Man ufff his doing incredibly increase my desire for him: Rejected ME". Divya shouted at Siya, her anger palpable as her face flushed red and her eyes blazed with intensity. It was clear that her obsession was driving her to the brink of dangerous actions.
"you're impossible, fucking mad, he hates you don't you get this? he tried to shoot you come to your fucking senses, if he let you go it doesn't mean he can't do that again, please Di don't waste your life for a man like him". Siya shook her head in disbelief, contemplating the extent of her potential misjudgments.
"no siya, he doesn't hate me, it's the way he expresses his love as he did with you, it's just because YOU came between us nothing went as planned".
"you're the problem, not HIM, it's you who pre-planned everything, show offed your soft girl side, benevolent- fucking actings, behaving maturely, simple and loving dramas, how can a man not fall for this propaganda, so he fallen and your brilliant performance succeeded". Siya relinquished her hope of being understood, allowing Divya to express her accusations without restraint. In her blindness, Divya relentlessly targeted Siya, failing to recognize the impact of her words.
"Ahmm, oh so I have been a good actor since childhood? didn't I? you've gone insane, visit a physicist soon, btw you've wasted my much time please leave now I've prepared for sangeet". Siya, with her trademark sarcastic humor, addressed Divya in a tone that was both sharp and playful.
"what will you do by doing haldi and sangeet? when you don't even want to get married. If you're feeling this compelled then why don't you go away? you're not scarifying your life you're ruining the lives of 3 people, think about this madam DEVI".
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FanfictionA 22 years old SIYA simple, introvert girl holds ethereal charm nd nature, Master's student! A 31 years old AAGNAY PRATAP THAKUR debut his political career...the most egoistic,cynosure, dominating, ruthless, handsome, richest politician of India. BU...
