His eternal love

Aadhya's poV

"Aadhya you're looking so beautiful today. And why not? You should be…” Asmita said dreamily as if she’s on cloud nine and finished “after all it’s your wedding day." 

Yes it's my wedding today with Mr. Veer Roy....

I don't know whether I should be happy that my parents are happy about this marriage thing or cry over my cruel fate?

One slap can make a person's life hell. If one month ago someone had told me that I would marry, I would have laughed until my stomach hurt. But here I'm marrying the devil of my life.

"Aadhya, where are you lost? In veer's dreams?" Asmita elbowed me teasingly.

Oh yeah in the dreams that are far worse than nightmares. My heart spat venomously at the thought and I badly wanted to wipe that irritating smile on her face but I managed to bottle up my emotions.

"Hah, as if you aren’t lost in Akshar's dreams. You know today you're going to be married to him" I said trying my best to sound happy.

But whom am I kidding? Every word that left my mouth was like spears on my heart. The brutal irony of fate and my worst reality. It seems lady luck is on my side as Asmita was lost in her own dreamland, far from noticing the regret and pain reflecting in my eyes. She blushed like there is no tomorrow and dare I say, she is freaking more red than a tomato now. But wait something’s amiss. Is she crying?

Hell yeah, but why? Why is she crying? Shouldn't it be me filling buckets after buckets with tears now?

"Asmita what happened? Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong? If so then please forgive me, I didn’t mean to disappoint you. I'm sorry." I said hurriedly.

Asmita gave me a genuine smile as she reassured me "No Aadhya I'm not crying because of you but I remembered my wedding with Kabir" 

"Your wedding with Kabir? It’s not like a forced marriage or something like that?" I didn’t mean to be an information digger but my curiosity got the best of me. 

"No Aadhya, it was not a forced marriage. Kabir married me because he loved me so much and I was also happy to marry him but that incident shattered me" she said more like whispered at the end of her statement.

"You know you can share it with me if you want." I said 

"Do you want to know?" she asked hesitatingly.

"Yes why not but only if you feel so" I answered. 

"OK then I will tell you" that’s all she said before narrating her story. 

POV:

girl. Blessed not only with beauty but also a cursed fate. 

wasn’t helping much (a curse according to Indian Astrology according to which her/his first husband /wife

Chatterjee. The handsome guy whom I saw in a mall. A complete stranger to me, 

stranger. I was shocked that is an understatement. When he says that he loves me and wants to marry me

financial conditions. And to counter that, my mom used to work as a maid for a house. Her masters are very good but suddenly she left the job. And we became rich. I tried to ask my mother many times how we became rich but every time she used to shrug me off saying she won a lottery. My brain was too young to think of that statement of hers

suspicious over the money my mother claimed to win in a lottery. My suspicions lead to my arguments and that seemed to piss her off. Every time I was given a reason that I

my birthday everything cleared up

our richness was him. He was 8 years older than me. He saw me for the first time when I was just 9 years old. He was the only son of my mom's masters. He

give me the privileges that I deserve as his wife. And just like that just from that moment I was betrothed to him. I was shocked to my core but nevertheless, I accepted

me dearly. And to know that I was the reason for his death blew my heart. I forgot the

blame me for their son's death. Any other person in their place would have blamed me as a bad omen and what not but they were anything

that I love him but he became my good friend in such a short time that had

and Veer both are very good persons. Akshar saved me from some seniors who

for it. I hated my beauty. That was what made Kabir attracted towards me and love me, eventually resulting in his tragic death. And now I was in trouble because of the very same culprit. Although I can't deny the fact that I felt

the reason for Kabir's death and that it is just a few months from that horrible

I was scared to accept it. So I asked my mil. She said Kabir loves me and I am living my life to make him happy. So after a lot of

glanced towards Aadhya to

it’s OK. Now I'm happy. Don't worry about me and focus

will be mine soon, came and

**************

Asmita's POV ends

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Aadhya's POV

too much for me to bear. I don’t know

when I started crying. Asmita tried to cheer me up and asked the reason for my tears and it was then that I realised I was crying. Before I could answer her, my aunt came and took her out for some rituals. 

my miserable situation. Soon he will be here to

is bright with Akshar. On contrary my past, present and future is permanently dull, all because of that man Veer Roy.

my past unbearable. Within a couple of hours from now I'm going to marry him, signing to destroy my future because

would not have married him if I had kept my thoughts and my hands to myself. But what now? What is the use of crying over spilled milk? What was to be done is already done

family with his marriage proposal, leaving no room for

I remember everything like it just happened. The day he came

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