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Why was he kissing me? How could he just do this? He is married. This is so wrong on so many levels. My heart wasn't listening to my brain-my brain was screaming to stop but my heart is going against it, and I hated myself at that moment. I tried to free myself, but I couldn't.

"Stop," I said, but my voice felt distant, like it was coming from somewhere far away.

"Stop!" I repeated, and suddenly, my eyes shot open. I was panting, as if I had run a marathon.

I struggled to steady my breath, my heart racing wildly. I felt like I had done something terribly wrong. But thank God, it was just a dream. Nothing more.

I tried to console myself. It was nothing. It didn't mean anything. I pulled myself together and headed to the bathroom.

After freshening up and getting ready for the day, the flashes of that dream kept resurfacing, distorting my thoughts and blurring my vision.

"Stop, Elaina. He is married. You need to accept it and move on. You can't hurt other woman for your own selfishness," I whispered to myself, trying to steady the chaos inside me as I left the room.

Descending the stairs, I saw my family gathered around the dining table. I made my way towards them.

"Good morning, everyone," I greeted them, and they all responded back with a smile.

We began our breakfast, but my gaze unintentionally flickered to his lips. There was a cut on them. But it couldn't have been from me-that was just a dream, just a fleeting nightmare. I tried to reason with myself.

"Aviyaan and Shanaya, we need to talk," Aadhav Uncle's voice cut through my thoughts. His tone was different-authoritative, almost angry. It wasn't the calm, strict demeanor he usually carried, but something else that made his presence more intimidating.

Aviyaan nodded.

After breakfast, I helped my mom and Shreya Aunty with some chores. University was starting from tomorrow, and I needed to focus, to throw myself into something productive. Maybe if I kept busy, I'd forget about him-at least for a while.

As I was putting away the dishes, I overheard Shreya Auntie speaking to my mother.

"Shanaya... I don't like her at all. What could Aviyaan have seen in her? Beauty isn't everything. She lacks basic ethics. Today, I asked her to do the morning aarti, and she said she couldn't do it. She didn't even know how to do it," Shreya Aunty said, her face twisted in disapproval.

"Yes, you're right, Bhabhi," my mom added. "Even yesterday, I saw her leaving late at night. It's not like we give her restrictions, but at least she could have asked."

I sighed, unable to stay silent.

"Mama, Aunty, why are you being so negative? She just came from Paris. She's not used to Indian culture. You should give her some time before passing judgment," I said, hoping to calm the situation. They nodded, but I could sense their reluctance.

I turned to leave for my room when I collided with someone.

I looked up-he was already staring at me, his gaze intense but he quickly averted his gaze.

"Mama, I'm going to the office," he said, his voice flat as he walked away. The void in my chest returned, that dull ache spreading.

I breathed deeply, trying to suppress the emotions flooding through me, and made my way back to my room.

Sitting there, memories of the past flooded my mind. I couldn't help but relive those moments-moments when everything had felt so pure, so full of promise.

"Avi, please... I've been studying for over three hours," I complained, feeling frustrated.

He had been tutoring me in math because i scored less in last exam, less? I had barely passed the last exam. So he took up that responsibility to tutor me but three hours of studying was too much.

"Just finish this exercise, and then we'll see," he said, coming over to me.

"What do you mean by 'we'll see'?," I asked with a tight-lipped smile.

"Do you want a ride?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

My heart skipped a beat. "Yes!," I answered eagerly.

"Then finish this exercise, and I'll take you on that ride," he said, and I groaned.

"You're so mean! When I get married, I'll have my husband beat you," I muttered under my breath.

"I heard that," he said,

"Good, I said it on purpose," I retorted, and he laughed.

The audacity!

Turning myself i started to write the answer not forgetting to curse him time to time,

I couldn't help but smile. That day, he had taken me on a ride and bought me ice creams, I had felt so happy-like the world was full of possibilities. I even scored Highest marks in the maths exam for which i received alot of appreciations,

But now, thinking about it, a tear slid down my cheek. Those were the moments that meant the most to me, and now they were just painful reminders. He had always cared for me-he had always wanted what was best for me.

If he had never promised to marry me, maybe I wouldn't be in this mess. Maybe I wouldn't feel this way now. But that one promise had planted a seed of hope that had grown into something so much more-something I couldn't let go of. I wiped away my tear quickly, not wanting anyone to see me vulnerable. Just then, the door to my room opened, and in walked Shahmeer and Anaya.

"Ainaaaa!" Anaya shouted, running over to hug me.

"I missed you, girl," she said, and I laughed, hugging her back.

"how about we watch a movie tonight, what say?" Shahmeer asked.

"Sure," I replied. "University starts tomorrow, and I'll be busy after today."

They both nodded, and the conversation shifted.

"Aina, you know Tarun messaged me asking for your number. Should I give it to him?" Anaya asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

I shook my head. "No. He's been trying to propose to me. I don't want to encourage him."

"So what, Aina? He's a good-looking guy with gentlemanly behavior. If he likes you, shouldn't you give him a chance?" Anaya said, squeezing my hand.

I glanced at Shahmeer, who was looking at Anaya with an unreadable expression.

I slapped his bicep playfully. He looked at me, and then smiled nervously, Anaya looked at us confused

"I... I..." he stuttered. I suppressed a smile

"Continue, Anaya, continue," he said, trying to break the awkward silence. I laughed out loud, and Anaya was left completely confused, while Shahmeer tried to suppress his smile.

For the first time in a while, I felt a little lighter, a little less weighed down by the memories. It wasn't that I had gotten over him-it was just that, for a brief moment, I had allowed myself to laugh and feel somewhat normal again.

Later that night:

We were all sitting in the living room as uncle wanted all of us to be present, waiting for Aadhav Uncle to speak. He looked at Aviyaan, his face stern and serious.

"So, Aviyaan, will you care to explain why you got married in such a hurry without even informing us?" Aadhav Uncle asked, his voice commanding and filled with authority.

The room fell silent as we all waited for Aviyaan's response. He cleared his throat,

"I fell in love with her," he said quietly, his voice full of emotion. Aadhav Uncle's expression darkened.

"You could have told us. We would have arranged a proper marriage for you, with all the cultural rituals," Aadhav uncle said,

"It's just... something happened, and we had to get married quickly," Aviyaan explained, his tone calm but filled with tension. Aadhav Uncle's gaze hardened.

"Care to explain what this 'something' is?" he asked, his voice sharp.

"It is just th-," before Aviyaan could respond, Shanaya spoke up, her voice cold and matter-of-fact.

"Because I am pregnant," she announced, dropping the bombshell that made everyone gasp. Even Aviyaan's eyes widened in shock.

And my world seemed to stop. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach.

I forced myself to stay composed. I had always prided myself on being strong, but at that moment, I could feel the tears threatening to spill.

Shahmeer's hand landed on my shoulder, and I looked up at him. His face mirrored my shock, but I could not let the tears fall. Not now. Not here.

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