Chapter 20. Talk to me

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"I-I am really sorry for what I said just now. I am not in a good state of mind. I am sorry" she said, swallowing hard, turning away from me to the window.

"I thought I was giving You enough privacy and a comfortable environment for us to stay under one roof nonetheless I was wrong, so don't apologise Vanya. This is all new to me too, even though I don't know how to reciprocate normal things to you." I reasoned with a newfound confidence knowing that she also wants to talk to me. Except I was surprised by myself.

She turned towards me, inhaling deeply. She said, "I am pretending just as you, what else do you want me to do? I know you made yourself clear and that's why I am not interacting with you. Per aapko chahiye kya fir?''

(What do you want from me now)

My heart skipped a beat when she says 'Aap' but how can I convey her what I want when I myself chasing the same question?

"Something like this happened with me when I went to see you at your house, tired and was not in the mood to go, that day I vent my anger on you, my head was throbbing back then" she just kept looking at me.

"I am sorry. For whatever I said to you that day. But I meant each and every word Vanya. I am not the perfect man you would've wished for. I have my own reasons to be like this, have my own past. The fame you see I had is something I hate to have,behind it is maliciously and merciless life I lead without any desire and destiny, And I didn't mean to heart you in any way."

I glance at my sleeping siblings " I have a family which I don't know how to take care of and return the love they have for me. I am not the perfect son or a brother either, husband is a way miles question. I am grateful For my family to give you the love and care you deserve, Vanya and to you who agreed to marry a man like me but I cannot love you, or worse is I cannot even trust anyone. Some of my past mistakes won't let me." I continued gulping harder.

"May I ask you something?" She exhaled deeply.

I nod looking not at her but somewhere behind my laptop.

"I hadn't expected you would explain this to me, but I didn't even lose hope for you, it's just...I was angry at you for not opening up for yourself. And about being perfect, I am also not perfect either, I have my own flaws and goods but I am also IMPERFECT Mr. Mehrotra please never hesitate to ask for normal things like coffee and stuffs"

I gaze at her dumbfounded, maybe amazed by this girl, who was so understanding of this dishevelled situation between us. It hurt her when I didn't ask her to make me a coffee and tell her about my headache!!

My mouth open, my eyes widened I couldn't decipher the happiness I am feeling after I opened up with her, my instincts were never wrong about her, she is indeed different from everyone else, but she didn't lose hope in me?

I was looking at her with adoration in my eyes and she was looking somewhere else. She was beaming, a pink hue already spreading over her cheeks, she seemed happy. I ponder what made her this hopeful? Is it about my little revelation about me,I ask forgiveness again.

"You know what?" She says totally Turning towards me with a new excitement that I couldn't decipher what for.

I turned towards her and nodded my head in a question raising my brows. She must be thinking so low for me, might leave me now and this marriage, did I said to much?

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