There are things in life which just happen. Meant to be or not, they just do. They aren't planned or even thought about at times.
"In the moment kind of thing.",you can say. But sometimes these are the best accidents we have in our life. Accidents because we don't even know what we are, or why we are doing them.
They can actually turn into the best thing you ever did in your life.Richard's pov:
I was sleeping peacefully until the rays of the sun fell on my face. I groaned softly not wanting to wake up Richa. You know they say baby's look like angels when they are sleep. Yes that's right although Richa wasn't a baby she did look like a beautiful, innocent angel, when asleep. I smiled looking at her.It's so wierd to think we actually slept in the same bed twice, uptill now. But nothing physical or sexual happened.
But i noticed one thing. Whenever i slept next to her there was this inner peace i felt. As if i had no worries just a blissful life. Which was in plain truth a total contradiction to my life. I slept so peacefully and content when she was next to me. I smiled seeing her smile in her sleep.
I decided to slip off the bed and close the curtains. As i was about to do so richa started mumbling something. I went closer to hear what she was mumbling in her sleep.
"please don't do this to me.. Its our special day today please... Sameer listen"
I felt a surge of jealousy sweep through me.
Who is this sameer after all? Maybe her lover? But why is she pleading to him in her sleep, dream or memory?
I sighed... Wishing that some day soon whe will tell me her part of the story too. Tomorrow my father is keeping a party to announce my engagement with Richa. He said we needed to keep a new name for her. Her actual identity can ruin our plan he said. I kept thinking how and why would her identity ruin our plan. I guess time would show.Richa's sweet voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"Richard can i get a glass of water Please?" she asked.
She was sweating profusely and it got me worried.
"Are you okay richa?" i asked with concern.
"memories they haunt me" she said sighing
"i understand" i replied and filled a glass of water, from the jug placed on the bedside table.
She gave a sad smile and drank it.Richa's Pov:
Honestly i did not want to tell Richard about myself. Its basically because i couldn't get myself to talk about what happened between Sameer and me, atleast not without breaking down. I did not want Richard to see me like that. I always protrayed myself as a strong woman and i intend to keep it that way.Luckily, Richard did not even ask me my story. Maybe he understood or maybe he had too much work i dont know. We had breakfast together and he left for office. The whole day i did nothing except sit and wait for him to come. Dante had cancelled today class he had some emergency he said. So i basically sat and browsed through internet or watched some tv.
It was around 630 pm when the doorbell rang. At first i was shocked but then i thought maybe Richard came home early to meet me. So i excitedly when to open the door myself.A handsome looking man, all suited up looked back at me. I was a little disappointed to see it wasn't Richard who came. Instead it was Dante. I straightened myself up and called him inside.
Once in the study, he asked me
" not happy to see me?" he asked raising his eyebrow.
"no umm... It's just that i hadn't expected you to come today so i got a little shocked thats it." i said lieing.
She chuckled and said
" your so cute, you don't know how to lie properly"he said
I looked down and said " i am sorry " politely.
He came to me and lifted my chin with his fingers.
" hey its ok" he said smiling.
He had a breathtaking smile really! Any girl would be flat seeing him smile like this.
But to me Dante was only a friend i couldn't see him as anything more atleast not yet. I am pretty sure he dsnt want
anythng like that too. Its hardly been a day or two that we know each other.We went to the study for our class.
"hmm so since i am late today. Your pick" he said
"what?"i asked baffled
"you are being introduced to our society tomorrow Richard informed me. So.well what do you want to learn today?" he asked.
I remained silent for a while thinking. What to do today. Then an idea popped in my head.
"teach me how to dance.any form" i said.
A large grin spread over his face
"here we go" he saud Playfully placing his hand around my waist and putting my hand on his shoulder.
I chuckled at his playfulness. He really looked cute when he was like that.
"hey thanks i know i.am cute" he said giving me a cheeky grin.
Oh shut did i just say that out loud. Oh oh!! I mentally slapped myself for that while a blush made its way to my cheek.
"aww blushing much" he said chuckling.
I hit his arm and gave him a stern look.After that we started. Dancing. He taught me how to ball dance. As a kid i always wanted to learn that. Mind you till date ball dance fascinates me. Its classic!
I really enjoyed learning it with
Dante. He was an amazing teacher as well as dancer. We were spinning in our dance when suddenly my ankle got twisted and i fell down.
"shit" i cursed
"its ok richa, get up. Here i will help you" he said trying to pick me up from my shoulders. I tried to stand but ended up falling on hum instead, i hugged him for support.
I was about to pull away when an angry voice echoed throughout the room
"WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE!!"
Richard spat angrily.Oh why god why such wrong timing! I thought as i tried to stand upright using the armchair beside me for support.
"Richard its not w.."i started but when the next moment i feel lips crashing onto mine.
He had covered the distance between us with long strides. He now stood next to me, holding oh wait more like pressing my body to his. His hand was on my lowerback holding me in place while his lips where wildly kissing me.

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