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|| Chapter 30 ||

As I looked into his eyes, searching for reassurance, I could see no fears, but confusions reflecting in his gaze. He sighed deeply, his breath warm against my skin, breaking the silence. His hand reached out, gently cupping my face, as if trying to offer comfort amidst the uncertainty.

-Y/n, I don't know what you are thinking of.. if it is about acceptance, then.. it's scary for me too.. I don't know what our fate will be. But we'll face it together. We'll handle it, with you, holding my hand.
He said softly, his voice barely above a whisper, his long hand grasping my little hand.

I placed my forehead on his chin, his hands resting on my nearly dried hair. I wanted to believe him, to trust that our love could withstand the cruelty and disapproval of those around us. But the doubts lingered, haunting me like shadows in the corners of my mind. Could we truly overcome the obstacles that lay ahead? Could love bridge the gap that society saw as insurmountable? All we could hear was our breaths, brushing each other. My hands travelled on his back, my fingers digging into the fabric of his cloth. I clutched him tightly like he might disappear from me. My cheeks became warm and my eyes teary, as the negative thoughts about us overshadowed me. I wanted to hold back my sob but I felt like my chest might burst if I controlled myself. My head slipped down from his chin to his throat, feeling him swallowing a lump down his throat. I was never this overthinker before Namjoon came into my life in reality. I, infact, never imagined him to be my lover, never imagined that I will feel his lips on mine, to listen to his secrets, his feelings.

I never expected him to hold me this close to him, allowing me to be attached with him.

Never expected him to love a girl like me.

My tears rolled down on his skin while he brushed a hair strand from my face. He pulled out, cupping my cheeks, brushing the tears away.
-Uh-huh.. don't cry Y/n. These tears hide the beauty of your smile. All I want to see you is smile in front of me. Look, you are looking like the woman of my dreams. ~he said~
I wiped my tears, a laugh escaping like a whisper out of my mouth.
-So you mean that I don't look like the woman of your dreams everyday? ~I teased, to make the atmosphere light~
-Ha-ha! No way! I didn't mean it-...
He stopped, a smile crossed on his face. He held my waist.
-Hmm.. you are trapping me huh? Nah I mean.. you are looking like my wife, when we'll get married. ~he said, whispering ~
My eyes widened.
-You are so fast my goodness.. here our family doesn't know about us and you are already thinking about marriage and how I'll look after marriage!
-Because the trial is just before me!

He chuckled, making me smile. His hands came to my forehead and he positioned the small red bindi properly between my eyebrows.

~present~

I came to my house as Maa told me so. But after stepping into my house, what I heard was shook me to the core.
-Maa, what's the reason for calling me huh? ~I asked~
-Bah re!(Oh my!) Can't I call my daughter back to her own house? ~she said, caressing my cheek~
-Mm-hmm.. there's something obviously. Say say..
I said, sipping on my coffee.
-Uh, actually, today the girl's family will come.
I frowned my eyebrows, looking at her.
-Girl's family? What do you mean by that?
-Areh, for your Dada's wedding! I heard that you both had a fight between you. So I decided not to tell you the reason or you might had not come till now... ~Maa said~
My eyes widened. What! Some other girl for Dada? I became silent for some time. I never thought Dada would have to face the same fate just as mine! Afterall, this is Dutta family... !! Dada loved another girl! He loved Luna... his Italian girlfriend. Now you will say that we siblings are always craving for foreigner partners. Please! I am not in a mood of joke. What happened in the case of me, it was obvious in the case of Dada too...
-Y/n? What are you thinking? It is bad to fight, I told you na! Don't fight with Dada, he is older than you. ~Maa said~
-Yeah so what? Shall I worship him? Maa you always see my mistake, never his. That was his mistake but he didn't apologize to me! Instead I did! And what he did in return? Gave me a cold shoulder, that's what a girl should deserve after she's threw out of her own house! ~I burst out, with an unknown anger which I held in me for a long time~
-Y/n! ~Maa exclaimed~
-What Y/n, Y/n, Maa? This is the truth. I never had the right to express my anger because I am younger. I don't have any feeling you know. And Maa, just don't interfere in our matters. We'll see it. Sorry for talking like this, I don't feel well.

With that, I kept the coffee mug on the side table of my bed and turned to the other side. Maa put a hand on my shoulder.
-Y/n, who told you that getting you married, you have been thrown out of the house. This is always your home my child. And for your and Durnibar's matter, I'll leave it on you both. Just don't extend the fight.
-Atleast I have thought that I have been thrown out. ~I said, warm tears rolling down to my temple, my sensitive self tearing me apart.~
-Is Sarat bad huh? ~Maa said~
I turned around and got up.
-Are you okay Maa? What are you saying! I never said Sarat is.. he is the best husband. ~I spoke~
-Then? Why are you talking like you are not satisfied with this marriage?
-There is no such thing called love between us.. how can we be 'just friends'? ~I said~
-You won't be. It will take time for both of you!.. well, how is Sarat? Have you spoke to him? ~she asked~
-No. I called him, but he said he was busy and will call at night. ~I said~
-Okay. You rest. I'll come later.
With that, she left. I messaged my temples, feeling really, really bad for Dada. How will be he now?

I knocked on his door. He opened it, letting me inside, with that same cold look. His mood must be ruined of hearing about his wedding.
-I don't know what to say..  ~I said, lowering my voice~
He turned to me.
-What is there to say that you have to think? ~He asked, the same coldness in his eyes.~
-Nah... I just feel bad for you. Just look at us!
-What?
I turned to him. Like seriously? Believe me, I don’t want to talk to him for his acting.
-Well, nothing. You ask yourself.
-I think you are worrying a lot about me.. I don’t want you to be worried about me and do your work.
-Oh hello! I know its actually my fault to even waste my time on you. Just suffer you donkey.
With that, I was about to walk out of his room, when he spoke, leaving me stand on the edge.
-Aren’t you reacting too much? ~he said~
I just ignored him and walked away.

Well, to my surprise, he was actually laughing and smiling all the time while we were having our lunch. His behavior left me just stirring the rice on my plate with my fingers. I am sure he is acting. He has already been through a heartbreak. Our parents must have rejected Luna. Just like.. leave it. I had to wear a saree to be dressed well in order to ‘impress’ the girl’s side. I was helping Maa for preparing the tea and snacks for the guests. Dada came inside the kitchen, which made me roll my eyes.
-Maa, are you ready? What about the tea?
I gripped on the spoon tightly in anger because this perfect vision guy couldn’t see me preparing the tea.
-Y/n is preparing it. ~Maa said~
-Why she? ~he asked~
-You don’t have to take a headache for that. You will just serve them with a shy expression on your face. ~I said, sarcastically~
-Don’t talk to much. And Maa, pay attention so that she doesn’t posion it.
-Durnibar! How dare you talk like that to your sister. Go away from here.
I was just standing there like a statue. I smirked, in return to that insult.
-Don’t worry about that. I won’t poison your guests, but surely you. Enjoy your last day.
I turned off the hops and left from the kitchen, asking Maa to pour it in the cups. I calculatedly bumped him while walking away.

A/n’s POV:

-You are talking too much. She is not okay don’t you know? Sarat is in the borders and she is worried. Try to understand her mental state. ~Mrs Dutta said, pouring the tea ~
-Oh Maa! She is not even worried about him. She doesn’t care. If she told you this, she is lying. ~Durnibar said, being annoyed~
-She didn’t tell this. You won’t understand. You are so overexcited about your wedding that you have hurted your sister without any doubt. Leave the kitchen. I don't want to talk to you right now.

Y/n’s POV:

No. I won’t shed a single tear because of that jerk. I won’t. I prevented the tears from falling, using a cotton bud.
-Y/n, the guests have arrived.
Maa shouted. I wore a tight smile on my face and went outside the room. I walked fast, passing the corridor, welcoming the guests. Well, a middle aged couple entered, but, they seem different. We greeted them. But the mixed thoughts in my brain didn’t last for long. My eyebrows rose by their own for what I saw after them. What I saw,

I.could.not.believe.

A/n's Note: No chapter 31 if I don't get 2+ comments.. am angyy