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Fuming with rage, I let my legs swallow the distance between us as I started pushing him towards the door, "you arrogant, sadistic jerk! Who do you think you are? Supreme justice?" I full on yelled in rage as I pushed him back and surprisingly, he didn't react. He looked like he was caught off-guard. I didn't stop there as I gave him another push, "That you keep judging me and giving your verdict for what should happen in my life?" I had managed to edge him near the door as I continued with my rant, "You were not happy with what you put me through, so you thought that 'let's give Rynah some more hard time, she hasn't got enough of it, yet' and married me?"
I must say I failed terribly at mimicking his voice. That sexy, silky, deep voice that made me feel like...
Get your head out of the gutter woman! I did so not think that right now!
"Rynah," Viaan's voice pulled me out of my self-flagellation, he was about to say something when I pulled the door open, pushed him out before spitting venomously, "I thought I was marrying Surya. Had I known it was you, I would have happily jumped off from the tenth floor without a parachute."
With that, I slammed the door shut on his slightly widened eyes which he had it recomposed real soon, to my dismay. Anyway, the closed door must be enough of a shocker to him.
That's right, Mr. Viaan Raivardhan, not every girl is your fan, not everyone would swoon at your feet.
On the other hand, Viaan stood still by the door not knowing what to do for the first time. He surely hadn't expected me to kick him out of his own room on the very first night of our marriage.
"Well, she's a handful, isn't she?" Viaan turned to face a smirking Vikrant who was standing a few meters away from him, in his night suit. Vikrant closed the file he was holding and looked at his brother, giving a top to bottom scan, "she didn't even let you change from your marriage attire."
"Tell me about it," Viaan exhaled an irritated sigh.
"This is going to be very interesting," Vikrant smirked again as he gave a finger salute and headed towards his room.
Viaan let out another frustrated sigh, trying to figure out how to handle the unexpected situation he was facing.
While Viaan was trying to figure out what to do, I tried calling my parents up from the mobile phone that I had brought with me. They should be able to explain this to me, they OUGHT TO!
'The number you are calling is currently switched off, please try again later. Thank you,' the computerized voice kept repeating the same message on both of my parents' number in three different languages.
I exhaled in annoyance. What were they even doing? Why did they turn their mobile phones off?
I tried Ritika's number and to hear the dialing tone, made me so happy. She picked it after the fourth dial, "hello?"
"Hello, Ritika?" I asked when I heard an unfamiliar female voice.
"No, actually this is Ritika's friend Sushma. May I know who is this?" Sushma asked.
"Hi, Sushma. This is Rynah, Ritika's sister can you pleas—" Sushma cut me out squealing, "Rynah Di? The Raivardhan-wale-Rynah di? The one who just got married to Viaan Raivardhan?"
I was dumbfounded upon hearing what she had just stated. Did everyone know that I was getting married to thatjerkexcept for me?
"Y-yeah...?" My answer sounded more like a question but she didn't seem to care, "you are just so lucky! I wish I could be in your shoes, but I am not that old enough, yet. How is it over there, Di? It must be amazing, right? Of course, it will be amazing, how silly of me," Sushma giggled. I blink like Mayank’s cat that sat on his neighbor's compound listening to her rant.
You are so lucky!Lucky my ass... I feel like murdering that asshole right now.
"Sushma, where is Ritika?" I asked when her giggles subsided.
"Oh! Ritika is fast asleep beside me. We were having a sleepover at your house. Your family has been a crying mess," Sushma replied making my heartache.
It must have been equally tough for them just as it was for me. I missed my family already, I wanted to go back home. I felt my eyes swelling up with tears again. Maybe, it wasn't a really good time to question my parents about this... Maybe, I should have called them tomorrow. Yeah, that would be better.
"Okay, Sushma. Thank you for letting me know that. Good night."
"Good night, Di!" She ended the call making me sag my shoulders. What was I supposed to do till then?
Sleep, obviously.
A sarcastic part of my mind remarked making me roll my eyes at no one in particular. Though I was still dressed in my wedding dress, I felt really lazy to change. So, I removed my jewelry and veil. Placing them on the nightstand beside me, I laid back watching the familiar ceiling.
I just can't believe that I was back here. And this time, I was stuck here... Forever. Why? Because I was married to his highness of the kingdom of jerk-enia and divorce was out of the question when my marriage occurred in questionable situations. Especially, when divorce was treated like sin and divorcees were treated like criminals in some of the Indian societies,mysociety...
I closed my eyes, exhausted with the day's events and let the darkness swallow me.
