Sejal :
So, when I woke up today around eight-thirty, it took me a while to fully come back to reality. But then, all of a sudden, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I remembered the scene from last night in the kitchen, where I saw Adhyaan and Natasha standing really close to each other. It was one of those moments that made me question if there was something more going on between them.
You know, that feeling of suspicion and curiosity that just won't leave your mind? Well, it was exactly like that. And as I started to dwell on these thoughts, my head started pounding with a terrible headache. I didn't want to stress myself out even more, so I decided to take a breather and freshen up in the bathroom. Sometimes, it's best to take a step back and focus on self-care when things get overwhelming.
Even though I knew I had woken up late, I just didn't have the energy left in me after everything that happened yesterday. It was my first day at work, and he didn't even take a few minutes to wish me luck throughout the entire day. But maybe it's my fault for expecting too much. Yesterday couldn't have gone any worse. The stress of the office and the constant thoughts of Adhyaan and Natasha consumed my mind the entire day. It felt like a never-ending loop of frustration and disappointment.
After freshening up, I decided to keep things simple and not put too much effort into my outfit. I wasn't really in the mood to dress up anyway. So, I chose something light and casual to wear. As I made my way towards the dining area, I couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness. I knew that by this time, everyone else in the house must have already had their breakfast and gone off to their respective jobs. It's like I'm just a formality, a mere presence that Adhyaan brought into this house. And now, it seems like I'm expected to do the same. It's disheartening to feel like I'm just going through the motions, without any real connection or purpose.
As I entered the living room, I noticed that almost everyone was gathered there. Prateek uncle, Neha aunty, Rajeev uncle, Niyati aunty, Anil uncle, Shweta aunty, Vedant, and the trio, Tara, Urvashi, and Natasha, were all seated together. It was quite a sight to see the whole family in one place. And there, in the midst of it all, was dadi. I rarely see her outside of her room as she isn't feeling well most of the time. She prefers to stay in her room, seeking solace and rest.
I remember there was a time when I tried to strike up a conversation with dadi. It was a fleeting moment, but I wanted to connect with her and maybe bridge the gap between us. However, just like Neha aunty, Tara, Urvashi, and the rest of the family members, except Prateek uncle and Rajeev uncle, they all seemed to have some sort of aversion towards my presence. On the other hand, Prateek uncle, Rajeev uncle, and Vedant are more neutral. They neither appreciate my presence nor do they have a problem with it. In a way, it's a relief to have some neutrality rather than being completely disregarded or disrespected.
Amongst the crowd, my eyes instinctively searched for one person in particular - Adhyaan. But as expected, he wasn't there. I guess I shouldn't have had any expectations in the first place. After all, it's their family matter, their wish. It's not my place to meddle or worry too much about it. So, to distract myself, I decided to get back to prepare myself a simple snack - some bread and butter. As I made my way out of the kitchen, lost in my thoughts, I accidentally collided with something hard. The impact almost sent me tumbling, but luckily, I managed to catch onto whatever came into my hand, preventing a fall.
And, when I finally snapped out of my daze, I couldn't believe my eyes. The person I had collided with was none other than Adhyaan himself. It was a surreal moment, considering what had happened yesterday. I never expected to see him again, let alone have a conversation with him. It felt like he had vanished into thin air after yesterday's events. He seemed , so preoccupied from yesterday Maybe it's best to avoid bringing up that topic and just let it go for now.
And to add to the already awkward situation, I couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over me. We were so close to each other, practically inches apart. In my desperate attempt to prevent a fall, I instinctively grabbed onto his collar, and he, in turn, placed his hands on my waist to steady me. It was a fleeting moment, but it felt like time had stood still. Wanting to break free from the awkwardness, I slowly let go of his collar and tried to gently remove his hands from my waist.
But he, being the way he is, couldn't resist pulling me in even closer. His strong hands held onto my waist, securing our bodies together. We were practically fused together, our chests touching, and only a few inches separated our faces. His intense gaze locked onto mine, drawing me in and making my heart race. In those fleeting moments, it felt as if time stood still, and I was completely captivated by the connection between us. However, the memory of the events from yesterday flooded my mind, reminding me of the need to break free from his grasp. With determination, I began to wiggle and squirm, desperately trying to loosen his hold and regain my independence.
But he, being the person he is, remained unmoved, not budging an inch. It was as if he had no shame, tightening his grip on my waist and continuing to stare at me with an intense gaze. Irritation welled up within me, wondering what his intentions were. What did he want from me now? Before I could make another attempt to free myself from his hold,
His voice, husky and low, whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
"Shhhhh," he murmured, his breath tickling my skin. The sound was both commanding and enticing, causing a rush of mixed emotions to swirl within me.
"stop moving sejal, how much do you move?"
But today, my heart wasn't in the mood for conversation with him. I ignored his and focused on freeing myself from his grasp once more. Before I could make another attempt, his voice, husky and filled with mischief, echoed in my ears. A smirk danced upon his face, adding to the enigmatic allure that surrounded him. It was as if he knew exactly how to captivate me, his words leaving a tingling sensation on my skin. In that moment, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of frustration and intrigue, wondering what he wants
"tum jitna hilogi , mein utna hi tumhe kheechunga"
And once again, he leaned in closer, his warm breath caressing my ear as he continued his sentence, his voice slow and deliberate. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, as if time itself had slowed down to savor this moment and he completed his sentence.
"apne paas, ab tumhari marzi . mujhe waise bhi koi problem nahi hai" and stared back at me
Because of his warning, I halted my movements and mustered the courage to speak up. "Mujhe jaane dein," I uttered.
he spoke "kyu?" While raising his eyebrows.
By this point, frustration had welled up within me, and I couldn't contain my exasperation any longer. I snapped, my words laced with annoyance, "Because, I want to go."
He responded with a calm tone, acknowledging my words. "I see," he said, his voice steady. "Toh jao," he added, giving me permission to proceed.
By now, irritation had consumed me, and I couldn't hold back any longer. "Remove your hands," I snapped, my voice tinged with frustration.
He responded, his tone challenging. "Is that so? These are my hands, and it's my wish." His words carried a hint of defiance and playfulness.
"If you're this determined to go, then go." It was a statement that highlighted his refusal
So, I snapped back at him, my irritation reaching its peak. "Meri kamar, meri marzi. Hath hatao," I exclaimed firmly.
But it seemed like he wasn't in the mood today. He spoke with mischievous smirks, his gaze locked with mine. "Meri biwi, meri marzi," he playfully uttered.
For a moment, I was stunned by his audacity, but then I mustered up the courage and playfully pushed him while he was busy staring at me. It was a lighthearted moment filled with a mix of surprise and amusement.
So he spoke, laughing, "Ouch, lady, take it easy!"
Disregarding his words, I made my way towards the kitchen door, clutching my bread and butter. But in a swift motion, he seized my wrists, preventing my escape. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he attempted to engage me in conversation. However, our moment was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Natasha and Tara, whose voices filled the room.
"Adhyaan, come on! Everyone's waiting outside for you. Let's go"
I was actually feeling a bit relieved because I wasn't in the mood for a conversation with him. But at the same time, I was a little annoyed because of her presence. So, to give them the space they needed, I started to make my way out. However, Adhyaan stopped me and said.
" come sejal , lets go"
but before i could say no to him tara spoke "but bhai, its a family gathering"
But Adhyaan replied, "I know, and she's my friend. I'm inviting her too. Besides, we're both going to invite our respective guests, right?"
With that statement, he made it clear that there was no room for discussion. So now, I find myself following them, with Natasha and Tara leading the way, Adhyaan following closely behind, and me trailing behind him.