Chapter 3:
The sun shining through her window caused her to flutter her eyes open. Morning so sooon....She grumbled to herself, as she slowly pushed the covers off of herself and started to get out of bed, when she felt someone grabbing her arm tighter, pulling her back.
Geet looked over to see her son snuggled close to her, still in deep sleep, "Mama....don't go...I want to sleep"
She smiled, slowly pushing his hand off of her as she walked towards the window in the room. Staring outside, she saw that there was a white blanket covering the ground, about a foot of snow. It was all because of this snow, this snow that she even had to deal with him, with Maan Singh Khurana, and tell him the truth, and now she would have to face him once again this morning. God, give me strength.
"Moom, we don't have school today right? Because of all the snow?" a sleepy Diya asked, rubbing her eyes.
Geet turned back, disturbed out of her thoughts, as she looked on at her daughter laughing. "Good morning my little sleepy head" she said, placing a kiss on her daughter's forehead and lifting her out of bed.
"And yes to answer your question, you do have school today. I didn't get any phone call this morning that you didn't so both of you have to get up and and get ready for another day in kindergarten" she exclaimed, a little more enthusiastic this time as she walked over and shook Dhruv awake.
After a few more minutes of moaning and groaning, Geet dropped her kids off in the bathroom telling them to take turns brushing their teeth and taking a shower, while she got their lunches made.
It was 7:00 AM, and he still wasn't awake. That was quite unusual.
So she took a detour on her way to the kitchen to peek into his room, her heart thudding wildly against her chest, as she slowly opened the door to that room. And there seemed to be no one on the bed. Confused she pushed the door open farther, and was shocked, surprised, to see the no one in the room at all. In fact, it looked like no one had occupied the room all night. The bed was still neatly made, the pillows exactly the way they were previously, the windows shut tight and the curtains closed.
Had he left after her rant last night? Had he actually listened to her?
She was happy as a wide grin appeared on her face. Phew! Now she could continue throughout her day in peace. One less worry on her list.
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About an hour and a half later, Geet stepped out of her bathroom, wrapped in merely a towel, as she stood in front of her closet trying to figure out what to wear to work.
About twenty minutes before, she had headed outside of her house, her two children walking slowly behind her, as they all headed to the bus stop. Little Diya and Dhruv all dressed up in extremely warm clothes (Geet made sure of that!) a winter jacket, boots, gloves, earmuffs, a hat, about 4 layers of clothing. Oh yeah, her kids were going to stay warm and healthy.
The knocking on the door caught her attention. Knowing that it could only be Kripa that early in the morning, the woman she carpooled to work with, she just stepped out into the hallway, screaming "Come on in! The door's unlocked! I'm in the bedroom darling!"
And headed back inside, hoping to now get some advice regarding what she should wear.
When she felt two hands slip around her waist, she realized it wasn't Kripa.
When she heard a person whisper her name in her ears, brush his beard against her cheeks, she realized it was Maan.
And she froze.
"You know darling, you should always lock your door. Otherwise anyone can enter. And I want my wife and kids safe at all times. Just a little lesson you know" he answered, before swiftly turning her around in his arms, and his hands tightening around her waist. His eyes came to rest on her lips, where a drop of water was resting, dangling actually, from her lower lip. He bent his head quickly, slipping out his tongue and sliding it across her bottom lip, as she sucked in a breath of air sharply. Now is not the time Maan. Control yourself, he thought to himself, pulling back quickly enough, resting his head on hers as she looked at him, a blank look on her face.
"Ma..Maan. I thought I told you to leave. My kids and I are happy the way we are, alone. And you are the last person we want in our lives. So it would be great if you left Maan."
"And what do you really think I'll do woman, when I find out I have two kids who don't even know who their father is, a wife who refuses to acknowledge anything? Just leave the issue alone, pack my bags, and run along my own merry way? We need to talk. And we need to do it now. Regardless of what you say."
Oh lord. This was exactly what she feared. Her nightmare seemed to be coming true right in front of her.
"Maan, I have work. I have a job. I need to earn a living. We'll talk this out some other time. I promise" she answered back nervously.
And he let go of her, taking a seat on her bed, crossing one leg over the other, as he glared at her with a steely look in his eyes. "You will be taking the day of my dear wife, so we can figure out why the hell you thought it was acceptable to run away like that when you were pregnant, not even telling me I have two kids. Call your boss right now, shoot someone an email, do whatever you have to, but sure are taking the day off of work so we can get to the bottom of this."
"But...."
"No buts. No argument. Just go." he ordered.
Unfortunately for her, just as she took a step forward, the knot on her towel came undone, and her towel began to slip to the floor. Quickly, she grabbed both ends and pulled them closer to herself, slowly glancing up at her husband, whose eyes seemed to suddenly go from coldness and hostility to overwhelming desire, a fire burning within him and a smirk played on his lips.
"No need to clutch the towel so tightly my dear, It's not like I haven't seen anything before."
She grinded her teeth together, "Don't you dare talk to me like that Maan. We were together 6 years ago. Go to the living room. I'll be there in ten minutes."
Maan raised his hands in surrender, "Whatever you say Mrs. Khurana. I'll wait in the living room."
"It's Mrs. Saxena!" she yelled back, slamming the door shut behind him.
She leaned back against the door, and took two deep breaths, attempting to calm herself down before she burst from the overwhelming feelings that were wallowing around within her, hatred, anger, anxiety, fear, nervousness, panic, nothing good.
Oh lord, what have I gotten myself into? she questioned herself, as beads of sweat lined her forehead.
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