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“Not now, Aarav. I am tired and have no patience left to argue. Please can we just eat?”
He leaves my arm and instead pulls out a chair for me. The rest of the fifteen minutes we quietly eat and I make sure not to look at him at all. I do realize he hasn’t left staring at me though. After two years we are eating meals together at his home, obviously, he’ll have a different set of emotions running in the back of his mind. Whereas me? I am clueless. The only thing I feel responsible for right now is looking after Aarvi.
So, once we finish dinner and are back in the bedroom, I have a few things to discuss with him.
“I’ll have to go to the hotel tomorrow morning and check out.”
“Already done.”
Done?
“Who completed my check-out formalities?” My tone is a bit louder than before which forces both of us to glance at Aarvi once. The bed is not very far from us but she’s sleeping well. Aarav gestures to her Nanny to leave the room and once she’s gone, his gaze returns to me.
“All I had to do was make a call to the hotel to complete your checkout. No big deal. Your stuff whatever was there will be here by tomorrow morning.”
Everything is so easy for him? He doesn't have to move his a** and his work is done. Great!!
“If you are thinking about what to wear until then.. Come here.”
He drags me to the walk-in closet area and slides one of the wardrobes open. Before I can comprehend why he does that I see beautiful women’s outfits, right from traditional ones to western, nightwear to skimpy sexy ones all neatly arranged in the closet at one section whereas the other side is occupied by Aarav’s clothing and suits.
“These are yours,” he whispers behind me, inhaling against my neck. I resist the urge to look at him because I am lost in scanning the stuff that’s in this wardrobe. All of this belongs to Jhanvi. To me? And I have no memory of it? Once again, after two years of my memory loss, I suddenly feel the same darkness in my life, like I did before when Rudra tried to convince me I was Khushi. I was like a blank slate that time, trying to believe and process whatever I was told about my identity. And now when Aarav tries to make me familiar with my real self, I don’t think I want to repeat this process from scratch. I hold these thoughts for a moment and turn around.
“I wantmyclothes. The ones I am comfortable in. I don’t think I’ll be at ease wearing these ones here.”
There is something dangerous in his gaze again as if he didn’t like me abandoning the stuff which belongs to Jhanvi.Me.
“I’ll go get my stuff tomorrow from the Villa. Tonight, I can manage in-”
Before I complete that sentence, Aarav intervenes.
“You are not going back there again. Not after what Rudra tried to do with you. I’m not taking that risk.”
Now I am pissed.
“Who said you have a say in this?” I snap. “Aarav, you can’t control my life. And even if I am Jhanvi, and you treated me the same way before, I don’t like it anymore. I want to make my own decisions. I’m here in this house until Aarvi feels better. After that, I don’t know what I am going to do about us, but I don’t have that energy left to think about it now. Please don’t overcrowd me with your dominance and dictatorship, it’s only going to worsen things for all of us.”
My heartbeat quickens as I notice the anger rising in his eyes. But that doesn't stop me from declaring a few things.
“I’m going to the Villa tomorrow to collect my stuff and will be back soon when Aarvi will take her afternoon nap. She won’t even realize I went missing for an hour or two.”
“I told you, you are not going there, Jaan. Don’t defy my orders because they are for your own good.”
“My good lies in confronting Rudra if he knew all this time that I am not his Khushi but your wife, Jhanvi. I need to know why he lied to me? Why he-”
I suddenly pause as Aarav takes a step towards me, his eyes blazing. Did I blurt out more than necessary? I think I did, and Aarav is too sharp to catch it.
“How are you so sure that you are Jhanvi and not Khushi?”
I go speechless.
“It can’t be only because of the proofs and similarities I kept giving you all the time.”
He’s connecting the dots too quickly.
“What are you hiding from me, Jaan?”
Trying to keep my voice even, I look away.
