Mihir's POV After he left, Tami looked at me, her expression serious. “Mihir, what’s going on?”I sighed. “It’s nothing." There must be something as you asked him to go out with you. " " That's between us. " He said. " But you barely know each other..."" I just… I don’t like seeing him flirt with you.”She looked surprised. “ Oh!! Don't take him seriously, he’s just being friendly. That’s how he is.”“I know. It’s just… I don’t know,” I said, struggling to find the right words.Tami sat down next to me, her hand resting on mine. “Mihir, we may have married for convenience, but that doesn’t mean we can’t care about each other. If something bothers you, you need to tell me.”I looked into her eyes, seeing the sincerity there. “I just… I don’t like the idea of someone else trying to take your attention away... From dad. That man is always there with you, and when you come to take care of Dad, he follows you here as well. Why can't he leave you alone? Dad needs your attention more th
Mihir's POV "Bring her to my cabin." Gautam uncle said with a smile. "Who? Me??" I asked. "Who else? You want me to call another man to carry your wife?" He glared at me. Shit!! "No! Of course not, sir... uncle... I mean, Dad. I meant to say that you can carry her there." I said getting "What?? Don't tell me you think she is too heavy for you to carry. Do some exercise, weight training... increase your stamina. She is... " " No, not at all, she is as light as a feather. I said so as you are here, and it feels awkward to carry her like this in your presence." I said, my face, especially my ears, getting hot. "What kind of a man are you? I would have given my tooth or nail for such a chance to carry Maurvi 28 years ago... Here, I am asking you to do it, and you want me to do it?? I can carry her easily, but I have been carrying her since she was born; it's your chance now. Follow me." He said and winked at me.Strange man!! Thank god, he didn't punch me. I went after him as he
Mihir's POV I woke up to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I was disoriented, unsure of where I was. Then I felt her, Tami, still pressed against me, her warmth enveloping me. Her arm was draped over my torso, our legs intertwined. I glanced down at her, her face so serene in sleep. She looked so delicate, almost ethereal, with her dark hair splayed across the pillow and her long, thick eyelashes resting softly on her cheeks.My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of her so close to me. There was a strange sensation in my chest, a mixture of comfort and an electric thrill that I couldn't quite place. It was a feeling I had never experienced, not even with Gauravi. It was disconcerting yet somehow soothing, a paradox of emotions that left me both at ease and on edge.As if sensing my gaze, Tami stirred, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly woke up. She blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the light, and then she looked up at me. For a
Mihir's POV Her words hung in the air between us, heavy with meaning. I felt a lump in my throat, unsure of how to respond. She was offering me her heart, and I didn't know if I was ready to accept it. Not when I was still grappling with my own feelings."I... I appreciate that, Tami," I said finally, my voice thick with emotion. " I like you. It's just... it's complicated."She smiled a small, sad smile that tugged at my heart. "I know. It's ok... maybe we can figure it out together? Or we can be just friends, " she said. I looked at her, really looked at her, and saw the hope in her eyes. She was offering me a chance, a chance to move forward, to find something real between us. And despite my confusion, despite the remnants of my feelings for Gauravi, I found myself wanting to take that chance."Yeah," I said, taking a step closer to her. "Maybe we can," I said Tami smiled, a small, shy smile that made my heart skip a beat. She smiled again, brighter this time, and it felt like t
Mihir's POV Tami took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "Mihir, you're letting your anger control you. Gaurvi and Shlok's actions hurt you, I understand that. But taking it out on me isn't fair.""Fair? Do you think this is about being fair? But why would it bother you? Whatever they did was good for you, at least. I’m stuck in a marriage I never wanted because of their selfishness! In fact, both you and your sister are selfish. "Her eyes filled with tears, but she held her ground. "I never wanted to be a replacement, Mihir. But I've tried to make this work. For us. For your father. I thought we were making progress."Shit!! I didn't want to hurt her, I hated to see tears in her big beautiful eyes. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. " Well, Maybe I was wrong. Maybe this was a mistake." I wanted to apologize to her but could not frame the sentence with the right words. I should not have expected her not to talk to her sister and that Shlok were her family.The hurt in her
Gauravi's POVParking my car on the porch, weariness settled in after enduring a marathon of duty hours covering for a colleague. Longing for the solace of sleep, my anticipation shifted abruptly upon entering our home, where a symphony of aromas enveloped the air, the whole house was bursting with aromas of different delicacies. Tami(Gautami, my younger sister) was arranging fresh flowers in the vases while orchestrated household tasks at the same time. " Hey, what is going on? " I inquired. " Di, Mihir Jiju and his family are coming for the dinner. " Tami revealed." All of a sudden? On a weekday?" I queried. " Gautam uncle called up to tell us they are coming for dinner. " She replied with a smile. Exhaustion and irritation clashed within me. " But why? I am so tired, almost dead on my feet, I just wanted to eat something and sleep. " My maternal aunt ( chachi) teasingly declared, " Oh, c'mon, you will be as fresh as a flower as soon as you see Mihir. " Protesting my fat
Gauravi's POV "Fine, then listen. We can't get married." I said it bluntly. The words hung in the air, and I could see the shock etched on Mihir's face. "We are getting married, love," he said, attempting to play it off with a smile."No, we can't. It doesn't feel right. I don't want to get married," I confessed.Mihir's expression shifted from surprise to concern. "Why not?" he asked, his voice gentle."I don't know. I am not excited about it. I feel that we are just friends, very good friends. I don't have any romantic feelings for you," I explained, my gaze fixed on the floor. I didn't want to break this heart as I knew he loved me, but I could not think of him as my life partner. He took a moment, absorbing my words. "Gauravi, we've known each other since kindergarten. Our families are practically one. I love you. This... it's what we've always planned," he said, his voice a mixture of confusion and hurt." No, Mihir, I never planned it. I have always considered you as my frie
Gauravi's POV " Shaurya? As in Shaurya? Sagar's son?" Dad asked me, absolutely shocked. His eyes seemed to be coming out of his face. " Yes, Dad! " I said and all the color left his face. " No!! You are kidding... Right? You and Shaurya have always been like enemies. " Ron said. " I am not kidding. " I said firmly. " You are lying, just to avoid getting married. I know, you can't fall for him." Mihir said. " No Mihir! I am not lying." I said looking into his eyes. " Shaurya?? Like really?? He is a certified Casanova. Every other day, we see him with a new girl. How can you think that I will allow him anywhere near you? Sid, get my gun. " Dad asked Chachu to get his gun. " No, dad!! Please don't say anything to him. " I requested. " I will not say anything to him, I will go and shoot him between his eyes. " Dad said. " Mom, please try to make him understand. " " Sweetie, stop this prank, now. You are just like your dad. But let me tell you this is not funny stop this nons