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:

only with beauty

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

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

birthday suddenly my parents told me about my engagement with that handsome stranger. I was shocked that is an understatement. When he says that he loves me and wants to

became rich. I tried to ask my mother many times how we became rich but every time she

passed I became 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 naively believed.

on my birthday everything cleared

9 years old. He

like that just from that moment I was betrothed to him. I was shocked to my core but nevertheless, I accepted

night he met with an accident and died. I was shattered because I lost the person who loved me dearly. And to know that I was the reason for his death blew my heart. I forgot the fact that I'm manglik and that cost me

house. Because they love me like their own daughter. They never 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 but harsh. They are the one who asked me to complete

college and studied to forget him but all in vain, I couldn’t forget him. Not that I love him but he became my good friend in such a short time that had tugged unseen strings in my heart. 

and Veer both are very good persons. Akshar saved me from some seniors who tried to molest me while Veer made sure that they all were rusticated.

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

of being the reason for Kabir's death and that it is just a few months from that horrible day made me feel like I

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 thinking finally I accepted his proposal. And then I fell for him. And now we're getting married in

story I glanced towards Aadhya to

and focus on your future." I said unsure of how to

who will be mine soon, came and took me

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Asmita's POV ends

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POV

for me to bear. I don’t know why but I'm feeling bad for Kabir. Because he also didn't

tears and it was then that I realised I was crying. Before I could answer her, my aunt

miserable situation. Soon

Asmita has a bad past but her future is bright with Akshar. On contrary my past, present and future is permanently dull, all because

couple of hours from now I'm going to marry him, signing to destroy my future because he clearly stated that he wants me

I 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 and here I am standing now. Miserable, helpless,

the day he proposed to my family with his marriage proposal, leaving no room for me

it just happened.

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