Chapter 1. Dad's Calling!

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Does this ever happen to you that the person you want to ignore or you have been ignoring just can't take a hint? Like they are so persistent in getting you talk to them that it creates annoyance. If you are familiar with this concept then please join the club!

I groaned for what seemed like the tenth time looking at my mobile screen. Having no option I lift the phone from the coffee table while sliding the green icon.

"Hello?" I whisper, my jaw already clenched and my hands fisting my loose satin top. I

"Hello! Sanyukta? Cara hope I am not disturbing you." Yes you are! I sigh at my subconscious snarky tone and am almost tempted to do the same but refrain myself.

"No dad. What's up?" I ask trying to sound casually and not like someone who would rather not be talking but doing something else.

"Did you get the invitation cara? Veini? And what about your mom? Is she coming?..."

"Dad!" I interrupted, "Yes we received it today morning. Congratulations I guess. I don't know if I'll be able to make it though. But I'll definitely call Rihanna."

Rihanna, my step sister was getting married next month according to what my mom said after reading the invitation. That's great news for her and I was happy like every stepsister but I was in no mood to go stay with her family for one whole month. Nah.

"La Bestemmia! You are her only sister cara and you cannot not come to the wedding. She'll be upset. Whatever it is you can cancel if not I'll talk to them. You can drive to your work from here. It's not a big deal"

It is a big deal to me. This is the reason I don't like my dad very much apart from the reason that he left us when I was just a child and remarried someone else. And it was not out of pettiness that I was reluctant to attend my sister's wedding but it was out of annoyance. I can't stand them for some reason.

"Dad can you please drop it? I said what I said. Besides it's long drive from there. Mom will attend the wedding. And that's it."

"But I want you to fulfill your responsibility as her sister. And we have shifted honey, don't you remember? It's just a twenty minute drive from your office. So I don't want to hear anymore excuses. You're coming tomorrow. "

I slumped my head on my knees while stifling my groan. How could I forget? They shifted last Christmas and bought more better looking mansion. It's like God wanted me to suffer. But I won't. My dad can't tell me or order me to do certain things if I don't want to.

"No I'm not going" I yelled angrily while pressing the red icon harder than necessary. Take that dad!

"Sanyukta? What's the problem hun? Why are you yelling?" I heard my mother's worried voice from the hallway and the loud footsteps approaching. Raising my head I look towards her approaching form. With creases on her forehead and her long brown hair tied in a loose bun with some strands adorning her forehead with her hollowed cheeks she still looks gorgeous. Her pale yellow tunic top was sliding off her shoulder indicating that the top was loose. It was definitely due to her sudden weight loss.

"Dad called. He cannot take a hint, can he? He wants me to go stay at his house for a month for Rihanna's wedding." I huffed in anger while crossing my arms like a stubborn child. I looked at my mother who narrowed her eyes at me while standing right in front of me. I ignored her stare and turned my head at side, finding the painting hung on the wall more interesting than her narrowed eyes.

Though mum always tells me that it was their mutual to part ways I find it difficult to believe because I had seldom seen her crying at late nights. It went on for years. She did not move on in her life, still loves my father. I think she have not talked to him from last fifteen years. The last time I saw them together in the same room was fifteen years ago. After leaving her he moved in with some woman whom he met at his work who already had a daughter. They moved together and settled in New York city. Rihanna is older than me by two years and being the oldest she got my father's attention and lived with him.

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