"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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Yuvaan's POV
She was smiling, just like on the day of our wedding.
I had been observing her for quite some time, and her face hadn't stopped glowing since she entered the jet. She was acting like she had never been on a plane before.
Wasn't she tired after getting only a few hours of sleep? She looked pretty pissed off in the morning though. Moreover, it wasn't like I had denied her from taking a rest while we were in the air.
Then, why wasn't she using this chance to relax instead of staring out of the window the whole time?
"Reyna?" I wanted to know what was on her mind.
"Hm?" she replied without looking at me.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
"Don't want to."
"What did I say about answering me? Look at me when I am talking to you," I raised my voice a little.
She turned her head really slowly and fixed her dark brown orbs on me. Her smile was gone, taken over by a frown. Was she angry? It was really hard to judge her emotions by her expressions.
"You never said I have to look at you while talking," she deadpanned.
I narrowed my eyes at her. "Is that so?"
She nodded and looked away before I could say anything else. Her lips curled up into a small smile and she glued her head to the glass window, keeping her back at me. I didn't like it.
I got up from my seat and sat down in the chair in front of her. She shifted back in her seat, and her eyes flitted for a second at me and then back to the view outside. I also peeked from behind the window to see what she was looking at so happily and pursed my lips when I saw just mountains.
She was smiling at those blocks of rocks? Seriously? What was new in that?
I relaxed back in my seat and glanced over her. She was clad in a plain peacock blue saree matched with an equally plain blouse. Her small mangalsutra dangled from her neck reminding me that she was tied to me. Not for too long though.
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