Tumhe dil nisaar karte, Tumhe jaan nisaar karte Tum pyaar karne dete, to tumhe kitna pyaar krte Ek baar karne dete, to tumhe kitna pyaar krte
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"He knows he can come inside, right?" I stare outside, at the car leaving the driveway of my mansion, before turning towards my sister and niece who have made themselves at home already.
This is the second time they are visiting, and I understand given the distance.
I chuckle seeing my niece, Ruh, jump on the couch kept in the middle of the living room. Aadya rolls her eyes at her daughter and takes a seat on the adjacent sofa chair while Ruh continues to enjoy. When my eyes meet my sister's, she sighs and closes her eyelids for a second before opening them again.
"I know, bhai. But it was his fault in whatever happened that day, and he feels responsible and guilty of that day. He is too embarrassed to show his face to you, that's why he leaves from outside." She says, her voice is dripped in sadness as she intertwines her fingers.
I walk towards her and take a seat beside her on the other chair, forwarding my hand to hold hers, "Princess, listen to me. Stop blaming him for what happened that day. He isn't wrong for being a brother who was looking for the well being of his sister. He cannot be wrong for wishing a good and peaceful life for Amelia. He didn't do anything wrong by making her choose the best,"
"But what about you, bhai? I know whatever he did, he had Amelia's well being at his heart and I don't blame him for that. If anything, I respect him for that. But what about you? That decision, which he made Lia take, didn't just affect her life. It affected yours too, right? Then why did he not think about you. You were also my brother if she was his sister. What about your life, your happiness?" Aadya cuts me off and questions.
Her words make me chuckle, and I smile at my sister who I know is always going to be there by my side, ready to fight the world for me, including her own husband who she loves more than her life. "Would you have said the same if it was me in Adrian's position and you in Lia's?" I ask and her eyes widen in confusion, "or if the roles were reversed. If it was me in Amelia's situation and you in Adrian's, would you have done anything other than what he did? If it was my life in danger, would you've let me be in the relationship and not have asked me to leave it?" I finish and the expressions of realisation on her face tell me the answer I need to know.
