Five Weeks

d Yuvraaj as he heard Anahita appro

She snapped at him and stood

aped legs, and her white t-shirt was cute with small polka dots. Her crochet drape was useless in his opinion since it was thinly knitted and r

tep aside. He was blocking her way to the passenger seat. Yuvraaj sauntered to

d she rolled her eyes. “Stop being my mom

is momentary admiration for her fled from the window.

and he retorted. “On the papers. Otherwise…

ed, cupping her cheeks dramatically.

grin. “Don’t worry. We will be married,

ked her fingers with a

ntly. She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, a

me without doing anything.” He boasted and she huffed, turning to him. “Ain’t we getting l

r sufferings.” He sang, starting up the car and she rested her he

life to see each other.” H

p, giving her a peaceful ambiance to snooze in the comfort of her seat. Yuvraaj’s taste for cars always gladdens her. This was the onl

ment, and since then he was staying in Mumbai only. They met after so long but their equation was the same as before. Nei

g had

ahita’s relat

ught it was the end of the torture she had been subjected to since the beginning of her life. Her parents drilled it i

bing jerk and she was thrown back into the cruel real

ed her eyes and blin

e was still in the car. She looked around and saw that they were in front of the showroom. Sittin

followed by her. He nodded at the showroom, “You go ins

as caught red-handed. She didn’t know why but whenever she thought of revealing Mukund to Yuvraaj, she felt exceptionally terrified of him

r after spotting her entering the showroom. Hugging her tig

in her life. Her parents are part-two AKA Yuvraaj’s parents. She called them Aai and Baba, and similarly, Yuvraaj ca

er son walking toward them. She eyed Anahita with

a played along, and Mrs.

ce? And that too with your terribly bor

er arm. “My son is a hero. He looks lik

reached for them. “What are you guys doing here? Haven’t y

Mrs. Prakash buzzed into laughter. Giving her a quelling glance, Yu

Even after that, your son will always be the Barbie Doll. Do you know what he did today? He said that I am colorblind becau

Mrs. Prakash felt sorry for her and squeezed her pa

a little t

d her eyebrows and Anahita bit her lip. “I kno

over to where he stood and grabbed trolleys. Mrs. Prakash helped Anahita in choosing dresses, whereas Yuvraaj decided to do his own shopping. Mr. Prakash was st

enowned brands!

her up. It was one of the many qualities he had. He loved to shop, and enjoyed collecting branded varieties. Since childhood

she groaned, bunching the soft chiffon in her fists. “Aai, I

trying on the designer’s top collection. Besides, Mukund chose that exact moment

, looking at the dresses. Anahita heaved a sigh and held her palms, smiling brightly. “Pi

s your w

arry!” She infused humor and Mrs. Prakash laughed, coming to slap her

oo

” Mr. Prakash fondled her head and she g

back, and Yuvraaj cleared his throat.

uvraaj took her bags, threw them in the backseat, and asked her to get inside the car. She was so tired tha

her forehead and twisted her neck

in my car?” He questioned back and she yawned, str

coffee?” He asked unsurely and she raised

if I

mirked and batted her eye

hy

uh

, cocking his head to the side to glance at her

ed, taking a double stand. W

accepted, and she did

She rubbed the nape of her neck, genuinely smiling at him.

u so adaman

isbelief. “I am only

She snapped her fingers at him, leaning forwa

d glance at her.

nd he faked a gasp, flinching back in

e only nasty person between us. And that’s you. So tell me wha

de of the door. “People change, Anahita. Wait here. I will be back i

he has changed? Was he not the same bully anymore? Could she trust him and tell h