When It rains (Continuing in The new book)

Part 19A

She was walking along the road, all alone. Yes! She did not take her Champa out while heading to the cafe for this meeting, and now as She was on her way back to the home, She had not bothered to take a cab, even had not paid heed to Vikram's request to give her a lift.
So now, She was taking long strides to make the distance shorter and to keep the haphazard thoughts away from her mind, at least for the time.
It was the last of December, chilled wind from the Seaside was making her bones shiver more. She wrapped herself with the rugged stole, but that could not help her much as She had been wearing a knee length Flouncy Dress with short sleeve.
But What cold wintery Wind could not do to her, Her own Family did, Her own Dadaji, whom She believed so much, loved him more than He ever did, He made her defeat, made her ego, pride, Dreams, Liberty shatter into pieces. Yes! Liberty!
What is Liberty? Free to do anything, a state of being in self-control. Now what would be happening to her? Those Oberois would definitely make her their Prized-possession, her own being, self-authority would be of no use. Her life would be meant to toil away, for A family She had no idea about.
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When She had asked them about her liberty, they literally looked at her in a way that She had been asking for some Sun or Moon, The fact was that even if She had asked for The Sun, She might have got that.
But It was about her freedom, Freedom to be free even after marriage.
Shivaay was the one, who had not uttered a single word after entering into the room, or during their discussion, but He only threw a line 'congrats Would be Mrs Oberoi' while leaving the room along with his brother.
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Shivaay was driving the car back to Oberoi Mansion. The train of thoughts was not allowing him to focus on the road.
Why did She not reject the proposal on the spot like She did when I proposed her? Does She have a soft corner for Om, that's why She chose not to refuse the wedding With Om, Perhaps She has some other plan cooking in her brain, thats why She initially accepted the Rishta,
Om was right. She is pretty, She is intelligent, She is educated, She has Big surname with her name, She has class, She has proper education, wait! She completed her graduation from the University of Oxford, maybe She had an affair or affairs when She had been there. What even Am thinking? No.. She is not that type, But Why Did She accept the marriage, even did not doubt on me, She was not angry on me. Well, That's good for me! Waise bhi, I did not have to bear her nonstop blabbering. But Why She asked such a question to her Dadaji?
"What about my liberty to do....?"
Did She mean her Liberty to do things after her marriage? But why She looked so serious while asking it?
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His chain of thoughts had to take a halt as He halted the car by pressing the break suddenly, Well! A Shawl-wrapped woman figure (Not allover the figure,as her slender bare legs could be seen) abruptly had halted before his car while crossing the road,
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Thankfully he being absent minded, was driving the car below the normal speed limit, So She just escaped the death by a narrow margin. Shivaay got off from the car, and took a step towards the lady who was still sitting on the road, looking at the wounds on her wrists and knees.
"Hey! are you okay? why are you so careless? Dont you know how to walk on the road? how to cross a road? Do you have any idea What could have happened to you if I dint press the break on time,what would..? "
He was all set to give her a lesson by teaching her a lesson about How/If/What, But the lady still facing away from Shivaay just voiced out,
"Dont I have the Liberty to cross the road in my way? Do I need your permission Mr?"
Again Liberty!!!
"Wait! what did you say? Liberty? Anika?" He was shocked.