Wrapped

CHAPTER 8

ANIRUDH'S POV:

For some reason, on my way home today, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and admiration for her. Her quick thinking and decisive actions in a high-pressure situation left me in awe. I couldn't help but be drawn to her confident demeanour and the way she carried herself with grace and poise. Her independent nature only added to my admiration, as I longed to possess the same level of self-assurance. Her presence was like a magnetic force, captivating my thoughts and leaving me yearning to unravel the depths of her intriguing personality.

She captured my thoughts the whole time.

As I walked through the door, her image consumed my mind, refusing to let go. Thoughts of her flooded my thoughts, leaving me captivated and distracted. Who was she, and what secrets did she hold? I couldn't help but wonder about the mysteries that lay beneath her confident exterior. My curiosity grabbed at me, urging me to delve deeper and uncover the enigma that she seemed to embody.

My footsteps ended immediately as Maa's voice echoed through the hallway, shattering the enchantment that had held me captive.

With a heavy sigh, I unwillingly turned around, tearing my gaze away from the woman who had unknowingly cast a spell upon me. The concern etched on Maa's face served as a strong reminder of the world outside my own thoughts, where responsibilities and obligations awaited.

When I saw that everyone was eating breakfast together, I became aware that it was eight in the morning.

"Beta, where were you last night?" Maa asked me, her expression worried.

Everyone was looking at me quite curiously, as though I had escaped from the house.

"what's this bhaiya, Bhaiya? You seem to be very happy today." Riddhi inquired in a questioning tone.

"Probably because I'm happy," I said, smiling warmly.

I started the Q&A by taking big steps in the direction of the couch and shocking everyone in the room by jumping over it from behind. Laughter filled the air as I joined in on the banter, feeling a sense of warmth and familiarity with my family. Little did they know, my late-night adventure had brought me a newfound joy that I couldn't help but share with them.

Everyone left the dinner table and gathered around me to find out what was going on. "Yeah, so the thing is that," I said, speaking very slowly to keep the tension building.

"I LOVE A GIRL AND."

"AND?" each of them questioned, their eyes pricked.

"I want to marry her," I blurted out.

Yes, it was Manashwi only. Not that I really love her or anything.

The reason is that I desired a partner who would act independently after marriage. I dislike it when people become more interested in my work. She seems like the best choice for me.

To this, everyone was overwhelmed, and Riddhi even began to jump on the couch. Her excitement was contagious, and soon the room was filled with cheers and congratulations. I couldn't help but smile at their reaction, knowing that I had made the right decision.

"Beta, is she the same girl you were talking about yesterday?" Chachi always catches me.

I nodded as a yes. Dadi hugged me so tightly.

However, they were unaware that the reason for marrying her was not love but rather a desire for her to avoid me.

The morning went by in a blur of celebration and laughter. Everyone seemed to be having a great time, but deep down, I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt. As the festivities continued, I found myself questioning whether this decision was truly for the best.

Dadi decided to give her folks a call and discuss the wedding with them. She asked for their thoughts and wanted to make sure they knew about her decision.

I was concerned about how I would tell Manashwi who I really was. I absolutely must think of something quickly.

MANASHWI'S POV:

GREAT! I am getting married to my own boss without ever seeing him. Not because I want a handsome man or anything, but because I feel like I should at least get to meet the person I am going to spend the rest of my life with before I marry him.

Even though I hate marriage, Dada Ji is the only reason I'm doing it this time. When he was telling me about that Rishta, I noticed happiness on his face. And, as the doctors recommended, I can't allow him to go through any distress; I'd even die to keep him happy, and it's only a marriage.

I had an argument with my Dadi later regarding my marriage. But I wasn't in the mood to make her angry, so I too agreed to meet their family. Tomorrow, they are coming to our house. I hope this meeting goes smoothly and that I can find some common ground with the potential groom's family. It's important to me that Dada Ji's happiness is not compromised, even if marriage is not something I personally want.

I called Viraaj and explained the situation. . He was surprised but happy because he too wanted me to be married or find love. He promised to see me the next day. This made me a little more at ease because I knew that Viraaj would bring me some comfort.

I have been lying in bed for a few hours now, and despite how exhausted I am, I can't fall asleep. Even though I usually overthink things at night, there was something extra severe about it this time. My mind was overflowing with thoughts about the future and what it would mean to be married or fall in love. I couldn't help but worry if I had made the right decision or not.

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