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:

I was a normal girl. Blessed not only with

Astrology according to which her/his first husband /wife will die.)

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

my 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 marry me I freak out.

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

claimed to win in a lottery. My suspicions lead to my arguments and that seemed to piss her off. Every time I was given

everything cleared

for the first time when I was just 9 years old. He was the only son of my mom's masters. He fell in

to 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 my fate but did not love him back. But he loved

and died. I was shattered because I lost the person who loved me

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

forget him. Not that I love him but

and then Veer. Akshar 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. 

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

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

and I am living my life to make him happy. So after a lot

I finished my story I glanced towards Aadhya to find her

worry about me and focus

who will be mine soon, came and took

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POV ends

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Aadhya's POV

me her story and it was too much for me to bear. I don’t know why but I'm feeling bad for Kabir. Because he also

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 attention to my miserable situation. Soon he will be

but her future is bright with Akshar. On contrary my past, present

my future because he clearly stated that

Why did I slap him? Why? Only if I could go back in time and stop myself from slapping him. Why my desire to save that girl has brought me to my hell? I would not have married him if I had kept my thoughts and my hands to myself. But what now? What

he proposed to my family with his

day of my life. I remember everything like it just happened. The day he came with

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