Unspoken Love

"Do you, Adira Muntahina, accept Eshaan Ghafoor as your husband?"

Without thinking.

"Quabul hai"

"Quabul hai"

"Quabul hai"

Why did I say yes??? I don't know the reason. But I know one thing, even you ask me thousand times 'Will I accept him as my husband?' I will say 'yes'.

Wait......I was in the car right? How I reach my bed.

I'm married? Yes, I'm married. I'm a wife now!

"Husband where is my husband! "

I hug him. He was shocked. I cupped his face.
"Aww, I got a handsome husband. Come give me a kiss." I pouted my lips. He cupped my face.

"You're drunk, shit!"

"Sleep Adira. You'll regret everything tomorrow." I refused to sleep. I fall on the bed with him above me. Circle my arms around his neck.

"I want you. Don't you want me?"
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"I'm so done with myself." I looked at myself in the mirror. Myself wrapped in a bridal Lehenga. I was sleeping on Eshaan's bed.

Eshaan came in view. I turned around, face him.

"I want a divorce. Right now" I demand.