the shared bride

Now only Ragini and khushi are sitting on the dining table talking about the marriage

"Mom I thought you will choose some rich high class girls but you are telling me you chose sone poor girl of a mon who work for us , i don't want a low standard sister in law " khushi said her voice having a hint of worry

" Rich girls have opinions. They come with pride, with conditions , with family names behind them. I don't need daughter in law who argues - nandini

"Tomorrow we will go to their house" - nandini said

The next day

The malhotra house

Iras pov

I sat on the edge of the bed . my face was covered with tear stains and the words that mom said were echoing in my mind " you are worthless meera , nothing but a burden"

My whole body is aching from my mom's beating , whereas outside the room my sister was choosing her dress

Yesterday mom told us that someone are coming to see us probably for marriage . I wanted to get married because I want to go away from her but I was scared also what if my husband is also like her

But I told myself anyone will be better than her , my mom always loved my younger sister pari more than me or you can say she never loved me .

When pari was studying I was doing household chores, when she wore beautiful dresses I wore same old clothes

Whenever I asked mom and dad why they hate me so much they just told me that I was unlucky , they said they once started a business but i birthed that business started to be in loss and ended up failing for this they blame me I don't want this has to do with me , what have I done

" You are still here i told you to get ready why don't you listen , now fast get ready and cover those damm bruises" - mom said in frustration

" Mom and i looking beautiful?" Pari said twirling her red sharara suit

" You are looking like an angel my baby"- mom smiling and then gave a kiss on her forehead

Then I started to get ready , I wore a marron saree with gajra in my hair

And then suddenly I feel a pang of pain in my hair and when I saw she was pari she was pulling my hair it was hurting so much I started crying but then pari also started crying but why was she crying she was the one pulling my hair . She started calling mom crying

But when mom enterd she stopped pulling my hair and she putted my hand on her hair as if I was pulling her hair

" Mom Ira didi was pulling my hair" pari , she was fake crying

"Mom I did nothing , she was pulling my hair not me" - Ira

But then suddenly I feel a pang of pain on my cheek and realised that mom slapped me her face full of anger

"Shut up you whore can't you see your little sister " - mom

But then we listened to a sudden noise from outside

"I think they arived come with me" - mom

We stepped into the living room. A woman in a blue saree, adorned in heavy jewelry, sat elegantly on the sofa.

Beside her were two men-one older, his sharp black eyes staring at me like he wanted to devour me. The other, younger, was looking at me too-but in a different way. He looked like he was trying to read something inside me.

Why was he looking at me like that?

Mom had told us the older brother was for me, and the younger for Pari.

I lowered my eyes quickly. Pari, however, was smiling at the younger one, but he wasn't paying her any attention-his gaze stayed on me.

"This is my elder daughter Ira, and the younger one is Pari," Dad introduced.

"Hello, Aunty," Pari and I greeted in unison.

"Hello, both of you are lovely," Ragini-who we now knew as their mother-replied.

"These are my sons-Ranveer, the elder, and Yugveer, the younger. I think the girls and boys should talk in private," Ragini suggested.

My heart pounded so loudly I could barely hear anything else. We all moved to the balcony, and I kept my gaze fixed on the floor.

"How will we talk if you keep your eyes down?" Ranveer asked gently, unaware of the chaos inside me.

Pari shyly glanced at Yugveer, but he was still looking only at me.

"What are you thinking, doll?" Ranveer asked.

"My name is Ira... not doll," I said, frowning slightly.

He gave a small smile, though he quickly masked it with a neutral expression.

"What do you do?" Ranveer asked.

"I... I did my 12th, but I couldn't study further," I answered nervously.

"It's okay, baby," Yugveer suddenly said, brushing his fingers lightly against my cheek. I flinched at the unexpected touch.

"Why are you talking to her? I'm your fiancée, not her!" Pari snapped at him.

"Shut your fucking mouth," Yugveer growled coldly, startling all of us.

"Don't expect anything from me, Ira," Ranveer said quietly. "I won't give you love... but I promise, no one will hurt you."

So... first my parents gave me no love, and now, neither will my fiancé. But at least I'll be away from my mother.

"Yugveer, why aren't you talking to me?" Pari whined.

But Yugveer didn't even glance at her-his attention was still solely on me.

"I already know everything about you. My mom told me everything," he lied.

He just didn't want to talk to her

While they four were talking there mom and dad were talking about something else

"I wil give you 2 crore rs for both your daughtrs is deal done"- nandini
"Yeah afcourse they are now yours"-ragini said

"Congratulations to us"- dev

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