Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Other's pov:

Life is full of twist and turns, one moment it is full of smiles and the next moment will be in the cliffend struggling for death and life.

Anvitha's case is no less than a cliffend. Her once happy life turned to fearful. Every moment, every breath, every blink of an eye she is scared. Scared of her future

Scared of the man sitting right beside her.

Scared for getting involved with him.

Scared of the consequence which may make her parents worried, involving them in her mess.

For a mere second she wanted to be selfish and think about herself not her family.

She want to act upon situation without any fear, fear of hurting someone intentionally and unintentionally.

She was hurt did Tanya mind... No. She wanted to be same. But her love for her family is more than her self love. She is ready to even  give her life in a blink of an eye. They deserve it.

Whole journey from reception hall to Sagar mansion, Anvitha indulged in thinking and finding solution on how to breath, live among these people. She didn't shed a tear when bidaii happened which shocked everyone as everyone know how close she is to her family. She was concerned towards not letting them to know what happened before than the tears in that moment. She knows one tear out of her eyes is enough to flung in her mother arms and let everything out. One slap on her face was like a trailer of the movie which is about her future. She knew there is more stored in for her future and she wanted 'Me' time to pull herself up and stay strong. She knew there is more hatred,difficilty , misfortune  to come. She want to be ready to face it. This time she will not let herself in their mercy. She will stand for herself and won't care about anyone and anything it includes her family. If she let them play with her even after this they might take to extreme level in would only cause more mishap which would inturn hurt her parents pretty badly. When it's at small it is better to let them know.

She sighed when her eyes land on the stars. She felt herself calming down. Her eyes fluttered when gush of wind hit her face, in reflex action she thinned her lips and her eyebrow frowned in annoyance and her hair didn't help her either it started flying along with the wind. When she was getting irritated to tame her hair the person beside her enjoyed her annoyance with small smile.

Sagar couldn't peel his eyes off her from the start of their journey. He was busy admiring the beauty beside him. Her glowing face even more glowed, her side face outlasted under moon light. She looked like a flawless portrait. So perfect and delicately  beautiful. Her black traces moved along the flow of wind and she looked serine. He took deep breath to stop himself from touching those strand of hair irritating her.

He silently chuckled when she frowned her eyebrow irritated.

She looked cute

His admiration came to abrupt stop when they reached his mansion. Anvitha got down immediately as soon as the car stopped. Sagar clenched his fist. He wanted to be gentleman and open the door but she had to ruin it. He exhaled loudly before storming out of the car and marched not without banging the car door shut. Anvitha flinched wide eyed as the car shook beside her. She pitied the car and prayed for her well being as She is going live with this grumpy man.

Everyone saw his stunt and was shocked,  confused as he never behaves crude. He looked pissed and he couldn't hide it.

He was about to enter the house but was stopped by his mom"Wait, let Anvitha join you. You both have to enter the house together." Swati chastised him. He rolled his eyes in annoyance neverthless waited for his bride to arrive who took decades to reach him. Anvitha cursed the dress up tenth time as it was heavy and was so big with lot of flares, she pulled herself to where Sagar stood like he is waiting to buzz off.

Anvitha acted normal as if everything is fine but it is anything but fine. Everytime her eyes meet Tanya she would either smirk or scoff at her. It was too much for her to take in but she has no other option other than acting she doesn't care but in reality she is hurt. Her first day in her married life is nothing but sorrowful .

After performing all the rituals half heartedly she was left free for the day.

"You look tied. Come I'll help you with the dress until the room." Anvitha smiled greatfuly. Swati looked over her shoulder and motioned  something. She held the dress and helped her till the sagar room.

She had forgoten today is her first night until she saw the room decorated with different flowers. She sighed looking at the ducked up room. All she wanted was to sleep but now she doubt she would get one. A soft touch on her shoulder stratled her. Her body shook with fear. The way Tanya pushed refled in her eyes. She held herself from jumping back. When her eyes met with swati she relaxed. Her touch was soothing she let her hold her hand.

"We are sorry for everything."swati apologied genuinely. Anvitha shoom her head. It is not her mistake, She didn't belittle her. So she shouldn't apologise for other mistakes.

"No aunty, it's not your fault. You don't have to apologise. You are elder to me and i feel so small if you apologise for not your mistake. Even i don't expect them to apologise as they talked nothing but truth." Anvitha whispered last sentence but swati heard her.

"No chinna, you are rich aand beautiful in heart which they lack in them." Swati gently tucked her hair behind her ears " and we are really lucky to find you and i will be so happy if you call me mom as i consider you as my daughter" swati said slightly pecking her forehead.

Anvitha had small smile at her lips.

At least someone is good. Thanks God!!

"Ok mom but i give you one last chance to consider your decision. You know i am most notorious child and highly demanding,  you have no escape once you sign in to me." Anvitha got in to all playful mood. She had her hands folded at her chest lips pursed eyes dancing with mischief. Swati shook her head at her cuteness. She really should had given birth to daughter instead of his boring son who is always busy with himself and his work her life would be colourful instead of plane white.

" I would love it if you be yourself."swati got serious as next word spilled out of her mouth" Don't hesitate to demand anything from me. You can share anything and everything with me. We would always happy if you consider me and Suresh as your Dad and mom. We will always stand by your side even if we have to stand against Sagar." Anvitha nodded her head sensing her seriousness in her voice. She was happy hearing her. She thought she would have to face everything alone her assuring was enough she isn't going to involve them in her problems.

Swati helped her to sit on the bed and left the room informing her Sagar would join soon not before kissing her forehead.

To keep herself occupied and stop thinking about today's dreadful event Anvitha eyes roamed around room. Her mouth agape and eye fluttered her legs involuntarily moved towards the huge portrait of Sagar which hang on the wall covering half. The moon light illuminated through the balcony fell on his face to give a better look. It only increased his charisma.

Anvitha stood there looking at the minimal details of his face. Her leg latched to the ground and her eyes glued to the portrait.



HOW COME SOMEONE BE BEAUTIFULLY HANDSOME?

Her eyes took in every details, every up and downs in his face, his raven black hair few fell oh his forhead, a small mole at his right side of jaw.  It took her breath away. His one day stumble hid his perfect jawline. Her eyes moved to his black eyes which looked light shade of dark than she had witnessed. His eyes always looked dark when her eyes made contact with his from past encounter. His whole self looked calm but eyes were sharp and cold. Just one look at his eyes and chill shiver down her body.

Her eyes moved to his plump pink lips which carved in to beautiful smile. Her mind took back to today's event which she is trying to forget deliberately.

Don't fly high

This is all an act to prove people we are happily married

You are not worth my standard

She shook her head when their kiss played in her mind. She bit her lips involuntarily. Anger bubbled in her as she recalled his words. Her eyes brimmed with tears rolling down her face.

It was my first kiss and you stole it.

She never thought her first kiss would be just an act to show the world. She never fantasised her first kiss to be special but she never wanted it to be show off too.

Now she can't change anything,  can she?

She hated how he made her feel, made her weak.

She hate loosing but she lost her first kiss. She wiped her eyes with determination not to lose anything in this battle hereafter.

She looked at the portrait with pure hatred.

"I Hate You "

Words left her lips before she could have control over it.

Sagar who entered the room hoping to see shy smile on Anvitha's face he was disgruntled hearing her hatred.

He was tad bit hurt but masked with blank expression.

"Feelings are mutual" His voice startled her, her heart jumped out of her mouth. She stood there like deer caught in light when his heated gaze never wavered.

She jumped at her place when the door of the room banged close by Sagar with loud thud. She shrugged her shoulder scooted near her bag which left abodoned and took out a patiala pant with kurti entered closet to change herself and ger ready for the night.

Sagar stood under shower cold water cascading down his body didn't help in taming down his raging anger.

He moved over sink and gripped it's end tightly and examined his face in the mirror which is attached to it.

I am handsome and have well built body which girls would die. I am very successful and rich which girls desired in any man. Why does she hate me? What does she hate in me?

Up untill now sagar doesn't realised that Anvitha is different from the people he had met. She never bother about name-fame, looks and most importantly money. Sooner he realise is better.

Anvitha and Sagar both entered the room at the same time. Anvitha ignored him royally and left to balcony. She didn't wanted to be rude but today's event and Sagar behaviour and words hurt her a lot so she had to ignore him to compose herself.

Her nonchalant act had provoked the raging lion. Sagar clenched his jaws and fisted his hand. He advanced towards the bed and slept without glancing at her.

Sagar tossed and turned but sleep was far away from him. His every nerve is strained and begging for rest but sleep was far away from him.

He couldn't understand what he want from her? He married her and he should be happy but her ignorance was not something he can abide.

He got up from the bed and moved past balcony to find her gazing at the stars with pure adoration in her eyes. She looked calm. He wanted her to look at him like that but she go all blind when it comes to him and it irks him.

He doesn't know why he is unable to catch her attention towards him?

Here he was busy thinking to catch her attention but Anvitha was busy planning how to avoid him.

He had missed her glum look by an oversight.

Standing under the stars and expressing her grief and happiness is her thing. She from kid always has a special connection with star.

Her only true friend.

Her mind again moved to Sagar, her mind has no control over her it always reminds him. She expected at least respect from him if not stand by her infront of everyone. He had to disrespect her by kissing her right in front of media and so many people. He had to disrespect her feelings and emotions. Did he ever asked her permission?

No...

He just had to come and kiss and  denigrate her and go and finally announce his hatred.

Isn't he the one who was adamant to marry her?

If he hate her why marry her?

Now he hate her, he realise his true feeling, does that mean this the end?

Anvitha was indistinct about them and their life.

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A love story could begin anywhere.