The Village Girl

Chapter Six - [Aaryan]

Hi everyone!!

I'm back! I am so sorry for being MIA for so long, I have been reading your comments and I appreciate that some of you were worried about me! I am totally fine!

I've been absent because there have been a lot of big changes happening in my life over the last couple months and I've been having trouble keeping up with them. Because of that, my own personal mental health was suffering and that's really why I didn't have it in me to write for some time.

BUT I've been picking up the pieces and I'm making my way back! I've started writing again and I'm so glad to be back!

I will be updating this story again later this week too! So hope you're looking forward to that!

Thank you so much for being so patient! Enjoy this chapter!!!!!!

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Aaruvinth was marching off angrily, and though I could have caught up to him, I was keeping a few paces back so that I could think.

Seetha was right.

I heard what he had shouted.

I knew what this was about.

He was referring to me... he was saying that I don't treat him like a son.

That was not true... not completely, at least.

I loved Aaruvinth, I loved him just as I loved my other children, but I could not deny that there was a rift between the two of us. There had always been a rift between the two of us, not at any fault to him, of course. It was entirely my fault... though I did not do it intentionally.

When the whole of Chandraba believed that Aaruvinth was the reincarnation of my father, it bothered me. It felt strange... it made our relationship seem strange. Maybe I treated him a certain way because I did not want the nation to see the guilt I felt in the decision I made. It also did not really help much that Lady Suhanya spent so much time with him, and after what I had done, my relationship with her was never the same.

I had had multiple, long discussions with Seetha about this, and though I had come to terms with my feelings, I didn't do a good job being aware of his.

I assumed he was too young to notice these sorts of things... and of course I was wrong about that. All three of my children seemed to continuously prove that they were incredibly mature for their age... why should I have thought Aaruvinth was any different?

I kept thinking for a little longer, wondering what to say to him.

Despite all my discussions with Seetha, I never really thought of what to say to him. I had not even had the formal discussion with him about what I had done to my own father... he knew, of course, but I didn't talk to him about it the way I spoke to Aathavan.

It was too late now though, so I suppose it was now or never.

"Aaruvinth," I called, still walking after the young man who was marching away angrily. When he didn't respond to me, I called him again. "Aaruvinth-"

"What?" The boy snapped back at me. He kept walking, though he did turn his head to glare at me for a moment.

The tone caught me off guard. None of my children had ever spoken to me like that.