OUR MARRIAGE IS JUST A PIECE OF PAPER : EPISODES 11 – 20
Episode 18
AHANA’S POV?
I enjoyed my coffee with Jaai. He was leaving for the airport now. I said goodbye to him.
I was surprised to find Ansh’s car already at the house. He usually arrives late, and I’m usually the one waiting for him.
As I entered, Ansh was standing there with bI.ood dripping down.
He looked handsome in casual attire, wearing jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt. Black suited him, but why am I thinking like this?
I felt worried. There was an unusual pain in his eyes, and his palm was covered in bI.ood. The smile on his face disappeared.
We engaged in a heated argument over a trivial matter, and in a moment something happened that I will never be able to forget.
He forcefully kssed me, his lips warm against mine. It was my first kss, and I had never been in a relationship before.
I knew he was angry and was using this as a way to hurt me in return for his own pain.
His touch made me feel weak, and I didn’t respond. He held onto my waist, but I finally pvshed him away. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at me.
Tears were streaming down my cheeks. He hurried towards the study, leaving me feeling insulted and angry.
It was supposed to be a special moment for me, my first kss, but perhaps it was destined to happen this way.
I wondered why I didn’t resist him more strongly.
I looked around and saw candles lit on the dining table, along with food and a beautiful decoration. I wondered if Ansh had done all this.
There was no one else in the house, and I couldn’t find any of the servants either.
Sara normally cooks the food, but I don’t think she cooked tonight.
My dad had texted me earlier, mentioning that he was going to watch a movie with my grandad. The food smelled delicious, but I had lost my appetite.
I couldn’t help but worry about Ansh. Even though he had hurt me, doubted me, and forced himself on me, there was still pain in his eyes. Did he really mean what he said?
I called Sara and asked, “Where are you?”
“Actually, Mam… Sir gave us a half day today. He said he’ll prepare dinner for you. If you need anything, I’ll come right away.”
“No, I’m fine.”
So Ansh had arranged everything. But why?
I changed into my night dress, but I couldn’t sleep. I was genuinely concerned about Ansh. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to rest.
I decided to check the study and was astonished to find the lights still on. Was he still awake and working?
As I entered, I was even more surprised. Ansh was sleeping on the study table.
The bI.ood on his palm had dried, and there were still fragments of glass in it.
There were whiskey bottles scattered around him. I don’t understand why some men turn to drinking when they’re in pain.
It doesn’t mean they are weaker than women, even though I am more inclined to express my pain through tears. It’s a sign of having a strong heart.
I fetched the first aid kit and started tending to his wounded palm.
“Ahana, it hurts,” he said. How did he know I was there?
“Ansh, get up. Let’s go to the bedroom. You need rest,” I said.
I guided him towards the bedroom. Then I removed his shoes and was about to cover him with the blanket when I stumbled and fell on him against his firm chest.
His eyes opened, revealing a glimpse of pain caused by me. We locked gazes, his brown eyes meeting mine. My hands rested on his chest.
His strong cologne, accompanied by the scent of alcohol, entered my nostrils, creating a fluttering sensation in my stomach. I was unsure of what to feel.
“Why Ahana? I did so much for you, and you went out with him. Why? You ruined it.”
“Ansh… You’ve been drinking. Please go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow.” I still held onto him.
OUR MARRIAGE IS JUST A PIECE OF PAPER : EPISODES 11 – 20
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