So the track is of Shivaay and Tia's wedding. They are getting married normally as the date arrived with no Daksh no Tia's betrayal anything, she isn't evil out here. It is the day of Shivaay's weddings and he is getting ready still not working upon his feelings for his wedding planner.
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"Shivaay you ready?" Om arrived inside with a smile on his face which was clearly not reaching his eyes, because of his elder brother's stupidity of getting married to someone for whom he doesn't feel at all leaving the one who own his heart behind.
"Where is Annika Om? I am calling her from so long. This hook is stuck. Also I want my watch where did she kept it? I am not even able to fix this bloody brooch. Call her please." Shivaay ordered frustrated. Over the course of time he had completely started depending on her for small to big thing and not having her around anyhow irritates him to the core.
"She is your wedding planner Shivaay not your wife."
Om's statement cause Shivaay to give him a stupefied look before turning back at the mirror.
"I am not interested in all this nonsense Om just send her in. I need her" Shivaay said not realizing how wrong yet right his words sound.
"Exactly Shivaay you need her, anyway to answer your question Annika have left, she won't be able to attend your wedding as she have a train to catch for Delhi." the newly found information was enough to shake Shivaay Singh Oberoi to his very core. His hand stopped at his stuck hook while he stared at Om's reflection in the mirror like a ghost.
"Why is she going to Delhi?" asked Shivaay, voice holding an un-named, unidentified vulnerability. A life without her irritating weird language, out of the world antics and stubborn arguments is above Shivaay's imagination. Leave a life he can't even think a day without having those certified kid banters with her.
"Bhaiya didn't she informed you Sahil had got a scholarship for an International School in Delhi so Didi is leaving Mumbai today to shift Delhi forever." replied Rudra focusing the word forever hitting the main spot as soon as he entered the room. At the look on Shivaay's face clearly said that he hit a bullpoint.
"Shivaay please don't do this to yourself. You and I both know what Annika means to you. The feelings you should have for Tia you have for Annika. You are spoiling three lives like this." Om tried for one last time but Shivaay just focused on the hook of his wedding attire not wanting to indulge in any conversation that would led to his feelings taking a better toll over him.
"Shivaay I know for you blood, class, lineage matters but isn't Annika already over this. Shivaay she is the girl who developed herself without any support and somewhere even you are proud of her being Just Annika." Om held Shivaay's shoulder to make him look into his eyes but he didn't made any eye contact.
"Shivaay you once said right a good upbringing is given in a good family I agree with you but not all is about upbringing my brother. People tend to chose their characters themselves. Look at our parents, your father isn't serious about his own responsibilities as a father, my father have a bloody mistress. This isn't what Dadi taught them, this they chose themselves. Leave them look at us I broke in my life ones taking shelter in drugs, this duffer although out of fun only but do hurt the feelings of many girls and you, can you guarantee me that you never did anything wrong in your life?" Om asked Shivaay who just kept staring at him blankly without a single word.
