IAL Chapter 12: Decisions

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I'm sorry to say that all my story are going to be on hold be a bit until I finish my exams. They are extremely close and I really should be studying and not writing fiction. I'm really sorry to say this but I'm not going to be back to writing until mid June. You'll get updates from all 3 of my stories when I'm  back. Please pray that I do well guys. I apologise again and I'll be back in mid June.

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Chapter 12: Decisions

Arnav had gotten dressed, dealt with work and kept himself as occupied as possible because he didn’t know how he was going to break the news that Shyam and Khushi were having an affair to his family. Well he knew exactly what he was going to say but he didn’t know what his sister’s reaction was going to be. She was the most important person in his life and he didn’t want anything to happen to her and that’s why he was stalling.

Arnav finally gathered enough courage to go up to his sister and tell her that the person she loved and worshipped is a dirty scumbag and marched to her room. When he reached her room, he’s eyes narrowed to slits. He saw his innocent sister fawning over her worthless husband. He wanted to go in there and thrash him all over again but he restrained himself as Anjili was in the room. He was about to turn and go when she noticed him.

“Arre Chote, where have you been? You didn’t come see your jijaji after you came home and he’s been in such a big accident.”

Arnav clenched his jaws and fists. He really didn’t want to cause a scene before he explained everything to his sister.

“Di can you come with me please.” He gritted out.

Anjili frowned. “Chote what’s wrong?”

“Please come with me Di.” Arnav said calmly.

“I can’t, I have to take care of Shyamji.”

Arnav was losing his patience. “We have servants for that Di but right now I need to speak to you.”

Before Anjili could protest again, Shyam cut through, “It’s ok Rani Saiba. Go with salle saab, I’ll be fine.”

Arnav gave Shyam a dirty look and Shyam smirked back. Arnav lead Anjili to his room and made her sit on the bed before he sat down on the recliner.

“Di , what I’m about to tell you is going to be a bit shocking and-”

There was a knock at the door that prevented him from finishing his sentence. Before he could bark at whoever was at the door and tell them to go away, Anjili asked them to come in. In came Hari Prakash with an envelope in his hands.

“Anjili di, your doctor’s reports have come.” He handed the envelope to Anjili and left.

Anjili kept the envelope to the side and stared at Arnav, indicating for him to continue.

“Aren’t you going to open that?” he asked her.

“This can wait. You had something important to tell me, remember?”

“Di, nothing is more important than your health so stop being stubborn and open the envelope.”

“Ok baba.”

She opened the envelope and stared at the contents of the letter, her face paling with each word she read. The protective brother in Arnav came out when he saw her face and rushed to her side.

“What’s wrong Di?!” he asked urgently.

Anjili turned and hugged him. Panic began to envelop Arnav when he felt tears.

“I’m pregnant Chote.”

Those 3 words brought Arnav’s world crushing down. He felt physically sick. All his senses left him again. His sister’s excited chatter came as muffled noises to him.

“You…you’re pregnant!” He asked dreading the answer he already knew.

“Yes! You’re going to become an uncle. I’m going to go and tell the rest of the family.”

She hugged him tightly and left the room in a hurry. Arnav sat on his bed staring out into space wondering what he could’ve possibly done to deserve any of this. He was broken out of his trance by a hand on his shoulder.

“Nanav?” asked NK anxiously.

“Not now NK!” snapped Arnav

NK put his foot down. “It has to be now Nanav. The wedding is in 30 minutes and we have a lot to discuss.”

“No we don’t.” Arnav said firmly.

Khushi appeared in front of him before he could storm off. “Actually we do Arnavji.”

Arnav took a long hard look at her, pure loathing was emitting from him. “You’re right we do.”

Tried to make this a bit long as I'm going to be absent for a while.

IAL Chapter 11: Explanation

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Chapter 11: Explanation

 

 

Khushi watched the video to the end even though it was totally unnecessary. She had been there for everything but she wanted to make sure that this wasn’t all a dream and that it really happened. After the video was finished she remained silent.

 

After a while she finally spoke, “Who else knows?”

 

“Apart from me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“No one, if you don’t count jiju and Nanav.”

 

“What do you think happened Nanheji?”

 

“I really don’t know what to think that’s why I came to you.”

 

So Khushi sat down with NK and explained everything from the beginning, from when she met Arnav to the rooftop misunderstanding.

 

“Wow! So jiju, I mean Shyam, has been deceiving us all?”

 

“Unfortunatly yes. And I know what you’re thinking, “Why should I believe Khushiji? She’s not family,” but I swear on Devi Maya that I’m telling the truth.”

 

“I believe you Khushiji but how are we going to convince Nanav and the whole family. I mean, Shyam is clearly dangerous and he can’t stay in the family any longer, he could do a lot of harm.”

 

“I can’t tell anyone NK, no one would believe me.”

 

“But I have proof.”

 

“NK, that recording only makes it look like me and Shyamji had an affair and that we’ve broken it off now. Besides, it’s Jiji’s wedding, I’m not going to ruin it.”

 

“Fine, we’ll tell everyone a few days after the wedding. But our biggest problem now is convincing Nanav of your innocence.”

 

“Ok, I just hope Arnavji doesn’t do anything stupid. Do you have a plan?”

IAL Chapter 10: Confrontation

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Chapter 10: Confrontation

 

As soon as Arnav came home NK tried to talk to him.

 

“Nanav, Nanav, I really need to talk to you.” NK said as he hurried behind Arnav.

 

“Not now NK!”

 

Arnav ducked in to his room and slammed the door in NK’s face before he could say anything else.

 

Damn it Nanav! Why do you have to be so stubborn?

 

NK decided not to poke the angry dragon and left from there. He anxiously stood by the front door and waited for Khushi and her family to arrive.

 

A voice came from behind him and it startled him. “Oi hoi, NK bhai. Who are you waiting for?” asked Anjili in a teasing tone.

 

“Khushiji.” NK said without thinking.

 

Anjili’s smirk grew. “Really? And why are you waiting for her?”

 

NK hadn’t noticed the teasing tone as his mind was elsewhere. “Because I need to talk to her about something.”

 

Before Anjili could tease him further, Akash came up to them with a frown on his face.

 

“NK bhai-”

 

“Not now Akash. Just drink some herbal tea and get ready. Payalji’s nearly here.”

 

Akash gaped at the blunt response NK gave him. Anjili decided to take Akash away form there.

 

“Let’s go Akash. NK needs to talk to Khushiji about something very important.”

 

NK was getting really impatient and just as he was about to call Khushi, she and her family walked through the front door. The Raizada clan, except for Arnav, came to greet the Gupta family. After greetings were exchanged, NK more or less dragged Khushi to the poolside.

 

“Nanheji, what’s going on?” asked Khushi.

 

“You tell me.” NK said in an accusing tone.

 

Khushi was confused. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

NK turned to face Khushi and she could see that he was serious, more serious than she’d ever seen him.

 

“Khushiji, I want you to tell me the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Can you do that for me?” Khushi nodded in response. “Good. I don’t know what’s really going on here and I want to find out. Please keep in mind that I’m not going to judge you no matter what you say. I know that love is blind and everything and I’m sure you have a perfectly good explanation for what I saw.”

 

“Nanheji, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

NK lead Khushi to his room and pulled out the camcorder. At first, Khushi looked more confused than ever but when he played the tape, she understood everything.

AAD Chapter 6: Family Comes First

I hope this gets a lot of comments because I literally had to crawl out of writers block to finish this so if it's a bit crappy I apologise. I've found out that if I get mad at Arnav for all the times he's wronged Khushi, it motivates me to write. I'm like Bruce Banner, if I get angry, instead of turning in to the Hulk, I write. Anyway, enough of my ramblings, thank you everyone who commented on the last chapter. It means a lot that people are reading my stories. Here's the next chapter, enjoy :)

Chapter 6: Family Comes First

 

 

Devi Maya Mandir, Lucknow

 

Khushi kept looking at her phone and hoping that it would ring. She had come to the mandir over an hour ago, prayed and got her prasad but Payal hadn’t shown up. She had called her sister many times but it would always go to voicemail.

 

Arnav had gotten a text from Aman that said that she would be going to the mandir. He had asked Aman to stall Payal as long as he could so he could have a private moment with Khushi. He had been driving around for over an hour, going from mandir to mandir in hopes of finding her. He was about to give up when he saw her.

 

Khushi was waiting outside the mandir contemplating whether to leave or to stay when someone grabbed her and pulled her away. She was about to scream but it died in her throat. Fear paralyzed her and she stood absolutely still. Her capturer smirked before leaning forward and claiming her lips.

 

When he had seen her standing outside the mandir something snapped inside him. He dupatta was flying in the wind, she was wearing a small scowl on her face and she was biting her lips. He couldn’t take it any more. He had to have her. He parked the car quickly, got out and grabbed her. He pulled her to a spot where no one could see them. The expression on her face made him want to devour her and that’s exactly what he did.

 

Khushi couldn’t feel anything. She stopped breathing and prayed that it was just another one of her horrible nightmares and that it would end soon so she could wake up and go about her daily life. But alas life wasn’t so kind to her.

 

As soon as his lips connected with hers, he was transported to heaven. One hand went around her waist to pull her forward and the other went to cup her face so he could deepen the kiss. At the back of his mind he knew she wasn’t responding and that what he was doing was wrong but he couldn’t care less at the moment. He probed her mouth with his tongue until she was forced to open it to allow him to taste her further. His hand moved down from her face to her neck and to the rest of her body.

 

One part of Khushi’s brain knew that he was touching her body in an inappropriate way outside a temple but another part knew that it was fruitless to try and stop him. But the numbness was dying out and the rationale part of her mind was coming back as his hand went under her kamiz. She became instantly alert as soon as his hand came to rest just under her bra. She could tell that he was too absorbed in the kiss to stop and she had to do something before things got way out of hand.

 

His fingers lightly caressed her skin, imprinting it to memory. Arnav couldn’t believe it; she was softer than he remembered. Just as he was about to slip a finger under her bra, he felt something push at his chest. He ignored it and slipped a finger under her bra and revelled at the feeling of her nipple hardening. He slammed their lower halves together and started grinding. He then felt a stronger push with brought him out of his lust filled haze. He slipped his hand out of her kamiz and stared at an enraged Khushi.

 

“Why are you doing this to me?” choked out a disturbed Khushi.

 

Arnav straightened and stared at her with cold eyes. “Because I want you to pay.”

 

Khushi was confused. “What are you talking about?”

 

“You ruined my fashion show. Fashion shows cost a lot of money to plan, put together and do. Since you wrecked it, I need some compensation.”

 

Khushi was enraged. “That’s it! All this because of that? You’re ruining my life and putting my family to shame because of your stupid sho-”

 

She didn’t get to finish her sentence as Arnav grabbed her shoulders tightly.

 

“How dare you? Do you know how hard I’ve worked to get to where I am today? Of course you don’t. I bet you’ve never worked an honest day in your life. You seduce rich people and live off them.”

 

Khushi managed to free her arms and she slapped him hard across the face.

 

“How dare I?! How dare you? You don’t know me well enough to accuse me of things like this. I may not be rich like you but I’ve worked hard to get everything I have today and I’ve never needed to seduce anyone. Speaking of seducing, was I the one who was shoving my tongue down your throat a minute ago? No I wasn’t, it was you. And you have the audacity to accuse me of such shameless acts. Especially outside a mandir. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

 

Arnav stared at her in surprise. He never knew she had it in her to defend herself.

 

Good. I like a feisty girl.

 

Khushi looked equally shocked. She hadn’t expected any of those words to come out of her mouth but she was so tired of being used like that.

 

Before she had a chance to run away, Arnav grabbed her and shoved her against a tree. He pinned her body to it with his and held her hands behind her back.

 

“So you do have a voice. Good, but now I want you to listen and I want you to listen carefully. I always get what I want and right now I want compensation. You have no idea of what I’m capable of. I already have your house and some pretty damning evidence against you. I’m sure if you and your family know what’s best, you will come with me by the end of this week. Face it Khushi, you really don’t have much of a choice. How much do you love your family?” Khushi turned away and didn’t respond. Tears were streaming her face. Arnav shook her a little. “Answer my question!”

 

“I love them more than anything!” Khushi shouted back.

 

“You don’t want them to be homeless, do you?”

 

“No.”

 

“And you don’t want your family to hang their heads in shame, do you?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then you know your only real option is to come with me.” Again, Khushi didn’t say anything. “You’ll like the life you’re going to have more than the one you have now, trust me. Look, I’ll make you a deal; you can come with me after your father leaves the hospital, ok? I have my sources everywhere and I will be waiting.”

 

He released his hold on her and walked away.

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Payal was at the pawnbrokers. After the encounter with Aman she had rushed home. She was absolutely livid.

 

How dare he try and help us after what he’s done? We may be poor but we can look after ourselves. Does he really think that one good deed will erase all his bad ones? Hell no! And how can someone work for a devil like him?

 

She had rushed upstairs to her room and took out all her wedding jewellery.

 

I don’t want to get married now. Actually I don’t want to get married  ever. Men are absolute scum and Arnav and Abishek to thank for showing me the light. From now on I’m going to concentrate on me and my family. Besides, I have my whole life to get married, IF the right man manages to convince me.

 

She packed the jeweller up and headed to the pawnbrokers. Once she got there, she let the elderly man behind the counter examine her jewellery.

 

“Are you sure you want to sell all of it?” he asked.

 

“Yes.” Payal had a passive face and talked in a neutral tone.

 

“Betiya, you’re in the prime of your youth. A girl like you should be getting a dozen proposals a day. How are you going to get married without any jewellery?

 

Payal thought for a moment before she replied. She thought about her father who lay unconscious in the hospital. She thought about her sister who was suffering because she tried to help her get married on a lower dowry. And she thought about how their family was crumbling because of her. Because of her stupid marriage to Abishek that didn’t even happen.

 

“Some things are more important than marriage bhai saab. So how much can you give me for all of these?”

Yes I know it's a little short but as I said, writers block.

IAL Chapter 9: The Tape

As always thank you everyone who likes and comments regularly, you make me motivated to continue. A small note; I might not update until Monday because I finally got over my writters block for Angels and Devils. Unfortunatly I still haven't got over my writters block for Here We Go Again but hopefully soon so I can continue with all 3 stories. Anyway, I hope I'll post the new chapter for Angels and Devils before Monday so I can continue with this on Monday. Enjoy :)

Chapter 9: The Tape

NK ran to his room with the camcorder still in the box.

 

Oh God, I hope it’s not too damaged.

 

He placed the sodden box on his bed and look at the clock on his wall.

 

Great, I still have an hour before the guests start arriving. Hopefully I can fix the camera in time. Or better yet, maybe it’s not broken at all so all I won’t have to do anything.

 

He quickly got out of his wet clothes and changed in to dry ones. He didn’t want to inflict the camera with more damage than it had already been subjected to.

 

He pulled the camera out of the box and dried it. He then tried to record something but unfortunately the camera wouldn’t budge. He tried again and again but it just refused to record.

 

Nice going NK. Thank God, Nanav was smart enough to hire a professional to record the wedding. At least Payalji and Akash bhai will have some memories of their wedding. But I wanted a more personal, behind the scenes kind of take on this wedding. The professionals always seem to make the videos too impersonal and not at all intimate. Oh well.

 

NK sighed and started pushing random buttons out of frustration. To his surprise a clip started playing. He smiled.

 

At least I captured the pooja, breakfast and the decoration stages of the wedding.

 

He sat there enjoying the tape. Soon the footage showed him and other people on the roof with decorations everywhere. He saw himself putting the camera down on the swing and helping put the decorations up. He watched himself and other people decorate the roof and then after that nothing happened. He fast forwarded the tape to see what else had been captured. Towards the end of the tape, Khushi and Shyam appeared. NK was confused.

 

What is Khushiji and Jijaji doing on the roof? Why are they there in the first place?

 

He paused the tape and rewound it until it showed Khushi coming on the roof and then he played it again. Needless to say, NK was beyond shocked to see how the events unfolded on the rooftop.

IAL Chapter 8: Rain

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Chapter 8: Rain

Arnav was broken out of his trance by the sound of his phone ringing inside the car. He had stopped crying a long time ago and was just sitting outside his car staring into space. The rain was still descending upon Dehli with force but he hardly took notice of it. He sat there foolishly hoping that the rain would wash away everything, the good, the bad and the ugly, so he could have a clean slate, start anew. But unfortunately, life didn’t work like that.

He slowly got up and got back in to his car. He looked at his phone and it showed that his sister had messaged him 5 times and called 12 times.

He decided to call his sister back. On the first ring, she answered, “Chote where are you? I have been calling for ages, I even messaged you. You promised me that you wouldn’t go to work on Akash’s wedding day.”

“Di I’m not-”

“It doesn’t matter. You won’t believe what happened. Your jijaji fell down the stairs.”

Arnav gritted his teeth at the mention of him. “Really?”

“Yes. He’s badly hurt so I was trying to call you to see where you were.”

“How the hell am I ment to help him, I’m not a doctor!”Arnav said coldly.

“Chote! What’s gotten into you? I called the doctor and he’s working on Shyamji. I thought it would be nice if his family surrounded him in his time of need that’s why I was calling you. So I want you home in 30 minutes otherwise I’ll never forgive you.” With that she cut the call.

Arnav stared at his phone for a while before whispering,“You’re not going to forgive me for what I’m about to do anyway so I don’t think it matters Di.”

He started the car and sped away. A plan was already forming in his mind.

 

 

NK was in Anjili and Shyam’s room with the whole family when he finally remembered where he had left his camcorder. He quietly left the room, making sure no one saw him, and dashed to the roof.

When he arrived and saw it was raining, his heart fell to his stomach. He couldn’t believe he wouldn’t be able to capture Payal and Akash’s special day. He was about to leave when something stopped him.

Maybe the camera was waterproof.

He clung on to this small hope and stepped out on to the roof. He looked everywhere until he found it. Thankfully, he had placed it on one of those garden swings with a roof so the camcorder didn’t feel the full force of the rain. He didn’t know how he was going to get the camcorder of the roof as he didn’t have an umbrella. He saw that there were some decoration boxes on the swing that weren’t that damaged. He picked up the camcorder and placed it in a box to prevent it from further harm and ran out of the roof.

IAL Chapter 7: Handling Things

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Chapter 7: Handling Things

As Arnav drove of in to the night he thought of every moment he had with Khushi. From the moment he saw her on his catwalk to the moment he had caught her on the roof with Shyam, she had held him captive. He always felt drawn to her in a way he never quite understood. It was as if his life had only begun when she entered it. Like she was the oxygen in his much deprived body.

It started pouring down with rain as Arnav skidded through the streets in dangerous speed. He didn’t care anymore.

Why does this always happen to me? What have I done to deserve this?

He just wanted to keep on driving. Just leave his life behind and start a new one because he knew chaos waited for him back home. He knew he would somehow have to convince his family, especially his sister, that Shyam was a scumbag. He knew he would have to deal with Khushi for trying to seduce a married man. He knew he would have to keep Shyam and Khushi apart so they don’t get to be with each other and Arnav was too tired to do that. Finally the burden of always making everything right, of always supporting someone, of always being in control was taking its toll on him.

He screeched to a halt on a side of a deserted road and got out. The rain kept pelting down and in no time his suit was stuck to his well built form. He slammed the door shut and slid down on to the ground. He was so tried. Ever since his mother committed suicide because of his father’s affairs and his father committed suicide because of his guilt, Arnav hadn’t had a moments rest. Everything was stripped away from them because of his greedy uncle and even their own Dadi abandoned them. He grew up way too fast. Always providing for or supporting other people, never himself.

Maybe that’s why I’m so bitter. I spent so much time making sure everybody else was happy that I forgot my own happiness.

And for the first time since his parents’ death, Arnav Singh Raizada cried. He cried for the loss of his parents. He cried for the loss of his childhood. He cried because he let his sister marry an unfaithful man. He cried because the woman he was in love with was having an affair with his brother-in-law. And most of all, he cried because he didn’t know how to handle any of this.

IAL Chapter 6: Confusion

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Chapter 6: Confusion

 

Khushi was beyond confused at this point. One minute she was arguing with Shyam and the next she watching as Arnav beat him up. She really didn’t know how this could’ve happened. I mean, Arnav worshiped his brother-in-law just as much as his sister did because he took such great care of Anjili.

 

Fear gripped Khushi as the realisation dawned on her.

 

Unless he over heard the conversation I was having with Shyamji.

 

She now understood why Arnav had been angry at both Shyam and her.

 

He only heard the last bit of the conversation. Arnav Singh Raizada, you idiot! Why didn’t you ask for an explanation before you jumped to conclusions? Yes the evidence might be a bit damning but still! Well his big brain doesn’t work when he’s angry, does it Khushi? Damn it! What am I going to do now?

 

Khushi was broken out of her reverie when she heard the sounds of a car racing away from the house.

 

Typical Arnav. Always running, or rather driving away from his problems.

 

She sighed and looked over at Shyam who was still unconscious. She decided to leave him there and go home to get ready for the wedding.

 

I’ll just explain everything to him when he returns. I hope he’s going to be in an understanding mood by then. I wouldn’t be able to bear it if my family were shamed because of this. Especially on Jiji’s wedding day. Hey Devi Maya, please make sure Arnavji doesn’t do anything stupid or destructive.

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, NK was searching high and low for his camcorder. He couldn’t remember the last place he had put it and the wedding was in a few hours.

 

I hope I find it by then. I wouldn’t want to miss anything.

IAL Chapter 5: A Big Misunderstanding

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Chapter 5: A Big Misunderstanding

Arnav couldn’t feel anything except Shyam’s body as he punched him over and over again. He couldn’t hear anything except Shyam’s cries of pain. He certainly couldn’t see anything except Shyam’s face and body contorting with pain every time he served another blow. He couldn’t think. His mind had gone blank. All he knew was that he had to hurt Shyam as much as Shyam was planning to hurt his sister. He wanted him to suffer as much as she was going to when she finds out about all of this.

Eventually his senses returned to him and he could feel something pulling him. He allowed himself to be pulled off the now unconscious body of his brother-in-law. He smirked in satisfaction when he saw just how badly he had damaged him. He felt himself being shaken and he turned towards Khushi who had a worried expression on her face.

“Arnavji, are you alright.” Her voice was filled with concern.

A part of Arnav was thrilled that she was so concerned about him. But another part could only give her props for being the best actress in the world. Even when he had just caught them red handed, she still had the audacity to pretend that nothing had happened, that she wasn’t the cause of his sister’s oncoming pain.

Arnav grabbed her shoulders in a vice like grip and shook her. “You disgusting home wrecking gold digger. How could you be so characterless? What has my sister ever done to you? I can’t say that I’m too surprised, after all, you are a low class girl.”

Arnav wanted to go on insulting her until she felt the pain that he was in right now. But every time he insulted her, her face would express so much pain that it was hurting him more then it was hurting her. Arnav felt repulsed. After everything he knew, he couldn’t believe that he was still in love with this girl.

He let her go and she fell to the floor. He turned around and took long strides to the garage.

IAL Chapter 4: Revelation

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Chapter 4: Revelation

 

When Arnav saw his brother-in-law and Khushi together on the roof, he didn’t really think anything fishy was going on. I mean, why would he? They were just two normal people on the roof. He then noticed the tension between them and frowned.

 

How could Jijaji and Khushi possibly have tension between them? They barely know each other.

 

He was about to dismiss the feeling that something was wrong and call out to Khushi but he stopped when he heard her speak.

 

“You know what, Anjiliji doesn’t deserve you! Why can’t you just leave her alone?”

 

Arnav frowned again. What the hell is going on? But that’s the exact moment when Shyam decided to pull Khushi into a hug. Arnav’s jaw hit the floor. He couldn’t believe his eyes. But he had to, after all, seeing is believing. But what Shyam said next froze his entire being completely.

 

“I love you Khushiji, why can’t you see that? I never loved Rani Siba. I only married her for her money. How could you expect me to love a cripple? I swear, you are my one and only true love. And after I take care of Rani Siba, we can finally be together.”

 

Arnav couldn’t believe his ears. The man his sister worshiped was rejecting her for someone else. He couldn’t believe that this was the same man who kept his sister happy for 3 years, the same man he trusted so much, the same man who was a great son in law to his family.

 

He didn’t want to believe any of it. He didn’t want to believe that that was same man was betraying his sister for a low class girl. He didn’t want to believe that the low class girl was the love of his life. He certainly didn’t want to believe that Shyam only wanted to marry his sister for her money. Arnav was sure he had seen love in Shyam’s eyes for his sister. He didn’t want to believe any of it but he had literally just heard and seen all the proof that he needed to be sure that his brother in law is a scumbag.

 

Without waiting to hear more, Arnav marched on to the roof, pulled Shyam and Khushi apart and punched Shyam.