BOUND-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 2

Nothing more than a gentleman, Rohan was.

The first few times I spoke with him, I could tell he was a nice guy, but now I was certain that he was a true gentleman.

The number of times we spoke, his ability to make me laugh with his clever jokes, and his constant offer to lend me his jacket when it was cold, even though I refused. Things seemed fantastic just based on the tiny things he did and remembered about me.

He encouraged me. And perhaps when we were married and things settled down.He may hear about that night from me. Finally, I had someone I could confide in.

I had the impression that we could genuinely fall in love. Funny thing was, I never imagined myself getting married to a North Indian.

He also didn't care that I was from Kerala. I was relieved that he was more welcoming than most because he immigrated here when he was ten and grew up here.

It was simply ideal.

similar to all of the cliché romance comedies where the leads are destined to be together.

I was currently ogling the attire that was spread out in front of me. All I wanted to do was put on the lovely, embroidered maroon saree we had received for today for Rohan.

Even just the idea made me excited.

I jumped as I heard a knock on the door and watched as it slowly opened to let my mother enter carrying a phone.

She handed me the phone and mouthed, "Rohan."

She sneaked out of my room after giving me a playful look, and I grinned to myself happily before taking a big breath.

Just maintain composure.

I raised the phone to my ear with both trembling palms, nodding to myself in newfound resolve.

I stumbled, "H-hi," out of fear.

The other end of the line let out a calming, deep chuckle.

"Hey. I overheard you preparing the house and all the clothes. He asked in a light-hearted manner.

Yes, it takes a lot more labor than I anticipated.

You say that, I bet, as a result of the lies Bollywood movies have been feeding you.

"Hey! Bollywood is incredible.

He laughed. "I'll do as you say. But in all honesty, I wish I had been able to assist.

I answered with a faint smile, "It would have undoubtedly made the task simpler.

He chuckled once more, this time from the pit of his stomach.

After a little pause, Rohan made a statement. I'm eager to see you once more.

"Me neither," I softly admitted.

Well, Priyanka, hold on a second.

The abrupt break in the discourse caused my eyebrows to furrow.

He was speaking in a nearly enraged whisper, but I couldn't make out who he was speaking to because I couldn't hear their voice.

"I promised to return it later. He growled, "Look, I'm busy. I'll talk to you later."

The atmosphere seems to alter abruptly. But when he looked to return to normal, I didn't give it any thought.

He might have quarreled with his parents.

Just some family concerns, I'm sorry. However, like I was saying, I suppose we won't have to wait too long, right? His voice almost had a smirk in it. Tomorrow has come.

I smiled. "I know, it happened so fast!"

So, how would you like to be greeted when we do finally meet?

That query baffled me.

The question "What do you mean?"

Do you want flowers, chocolates, or something else? Another thing?"

I laughed. "That would be really cheesy if you did that," she said.

He answered with a smile, "I guess it would be. But I still want to make a purchase for you.

"Hmm, then get me some flowers. Chocolates are not particularly romantic.

"Flowers it is then. Expect some lovely roses for a lovely woman.

I exclaimed, "You're beyond just cheesy," with a smile that was so wide it was tearing at my cheeks.

I am aware that you prefer flowers to chocolates. I want to learn even more about you right now. I'll start with the fundamentals. What color do you prefer? He queried.

I could not contain my laughter. "Blue, and yours oh-so-creative, sir?"

He chuckled, "Red, oh-so-sarcastic lady."

The problem was that the chat entirely distracted me from his odd mood swing. I had never mentioned anything before, so it was as if it had never happened.

In any case, it didn't seem to matter.

I stayed up talking for a few hours before settling into bed and gazing up at the ceiling.

He is really wonderful and nice.

I refrained from sighing almost dreamily. I just couldn't believe I was getting married tomorrow, especially to Rohan, who is such a nice guy.

Before, I had no idea or awareness that this wedding might have been the best event to ever take place in my life. I was going to have a family and be truly happy for the first time.

And perhaps, just perhaps, I had a chance to find love.

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