Chapter Eight
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Sanjana's POV:
The drive back home was silent... No glances or words were exchanged. As soon as we reached and I tried to take my bag but he pulled it in with him... I stood outside and he looked at me. I gave him a ‘why-are-you-doing-this’ look... he shrugged it and went in and I followed...
As I entered I saw Kaveri maa sitting on the sofa knitting. I went and touched her feet, she blessed me in return..
"How was your meeting with your parents? " she asked.
"Great maa!! " I replied.
"Sorry beta, you had to come so early... Arnav just didn't listen. He wanted you back... " she said with a pressed smile..
"It's alright maa.. Maa I'll talk to you later I need to speak to Arnav regarding something.. " I uttered.
"Sure beta.. " she said and I went into my room where Arnav was...
I saw him lying on the bed with his phone in his hands.. I approached him as politely as possible..
"A-Arnav... " I called.
"Hmm.. " he hummed turn in his attention to me..
"I-I... " I took in a deep breath. Why are you scared Sanjana? Just tell him! "Arnav, Ranjana di had called... she will return within this year itself so, I was thinking of getting our divorce done before she arrives. Anyways, none of us want to be in this relationship... " I said..
He didn't say anything. He got off bed and started walking towards me... I started walking backwards... He caged me to the entrance wall... Our faces inches apart, even if I tried to leave our lips would touch....
"Ar-Arna— " I was cut off as his finger came into contact with my lips and my breathing hitched up. What is wrong with me!?
"This relationship means nothing to you, right? This vermilion spread across your hairline means nothing, right? This mangalsutra around your neck means nothing, right? " he asked and I nodded in a ‘no’.
"Does these things matter to you Arnav? Do they? I don't think so... because if they did, you wouldn't have raised your hand on me or abused me or hurt me... you wouldn't have done any of these... " this is what I wanted to say but I just stared at him...
He removed his weight from me and faced the other way, resting his hands on his hips.
"But unfortunately, I can't divorce you.. " he said.
"What!? " I asked in shock.
"The law of India starts a divorce can only be filed after a year of the marriage thus, we can't get divorced now... " he finished.
"Oh.. " was the only thing I could say...
I went out and called mom.. she picked my call on the third ring..
"Hello maa... " I said.
"Hey beta, what happened to my angle? " she asked sweetly and a smile crept over my face..
"Nothing maa, just... maa the divorce can't be filed until a year passed by... " I told her, fumbling with my fingers...
"It's alright sweetheart... it's you peoples lives, you're matured enough... handle it... bye now.. " she said.
"Okay maa... bye.. " I said and hung the call.
I entered the room back again and saw the rain pouring.. Arnav was in the washroom. I went into the balcony and drenched myself in the rain...
The rain fell softly as if it knew of the hardships both behind and ahead... Each droplet alighted on my skin with just enough coolness to command my mind to the present, to pull me away from the pain of the past and the uncertainty of what was to come...
I was lost in the rain when two hands wrapped around my waist and I shot my eyes open... I was turned to face him as I tried to push him away, his grip tightened around me.. He held me in place and inched closer...
His hands rested on my waist and mine on his chest. His face just an inch away from mine... my eyes drifted close and I felt his breathing...
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