The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Sixty Four

Khushi really didn't want to be here, she really didn't. But it was necessary to be done, so she hated this torture of a wait as she waited for her mother to arrive. Khushi would glance at her phone every now and then, trying to figure out if she should just call her mom and cancel on her. However before she could even decide, she caught sight of her mother.

Garima was dressed casually in a top and a floral maxi skirt, clouding Khushi's mind of memories past. She reached her and Khushi got up. Khushi could see the hope and joy in her mother's eyes, and she wondered if her's showed the hate, anger, and her desire to leave.

"Hi Khushi," her mother smiled.

"Hi."

The two sat down and a waiter came over to them. The two placed their orders once they looked at the menu, and the waiter left them. For a moment, the two sat in quiet, Khushi looking around everywhere but at her mother.

"I was so happy when you called me," Garima said softly.

Khushi hummed with a nod.

"You look well... and happy."

Khushi looked up at her.

"I can see the love in your eyes, the love you have for Arnav."

Oh? 

"It's really nice to see it," the woman smiled.

The waiter came with Khushi's passion tea lemonade and Garima's water, and went away. Khushi took a sip of her drink, really wanting this torture to end.

"Khushi... there's something I wanted to talk to you about."

This caught her attention and she blinked up at her. "Me too."

Garima nodded and took a sip of her water. "Well I wanted to talk to you... about what happened... back when-"

"Don't."

Garima's eyes slightly widened. 

"Just don't Ma."

She pursed her lips. "You haven't called me Ma since-"

"Since that day, I know."

"Khushi-"

"I'm not here to talk about that, and I would prefer not to."

"But-"

"What's been said has already been said and what's done is done, no more."

"But we've realized our mistake honey. And you-"

"Enough... please."

Garima tried to swallow back the lump in her throat and stop her tears.

Khushi looked away, not wanting to look at her mother anymore. "I'm here to tell you that Arnav has proposed...."

Her mother's eyes shot up to hers.

"...and I said yes."

Khushi held her hand up and Garima couldn't believe the size and number of diamonds on the ring. "Khushi-!"

"If you're not okay with it, I don't care. I don't need you or Dad-"

"Khushi-"

"And that's all I had to say."

With that, Khushi got up and left. She rushed down the street, her mind shrouded in a fog as she charged into the nearest subway station. When she got to the platform and found an empty seat on the bench, only then did her mind finally clear.