Shivika SS - Everything has Changed Part 2 on page 3

I'm just so done with this track right now. My poor Annika

Enjoy! I started writing this yesterday after i read the WU for 2nd dec episode and a segment where dadi and shivaay visit annika's house. This is just my take of the storyline and my imagination.

Any hindi I used in this...English is my first language so I'm not too good with the hindi.

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ONE

Annika had removed all her wedding adornments, removed the wedding dress, even washed out the sindoor from her hair but her hand stood suspended at her neck, wrapped around the mangalsutra. Her mind warred with her heart and her values.

Whether she liked it or accepted it, she had married Shivaay Singh Oberoi today. She hated him. Hated him for making her helpless, for making her a part of this sham of a wedding.

As she stared in the mirror, she looked at herself for changes. She was back in her jeans and shirt, her hair in loose waves hanging freely down her back but there was one thing that was glaringly different.

Shivaay Singh Oberoi's mangalsutra still hung around her neck. She tucked it into her shirt and out of view. She may not accept him as her husband but she also couldn't bring herself to ignore the significance of the chain that circled her neck, that bound her to this man until who knew how long.

Her mind flitted back to the threats, to Saahil and then the wedding rituals and finally the harsh words and disappointment of the Oberois after discovering her as the bride.

What had been her fault? Stopping a young woman from taking a step in her life that she was not willing to take? Or helping that said woman not to take her own life because she didn't want to marry him?

This was always her fortune. She always tried to do the right thing and ended up getting trapped herself in the worst way.

He had threatened to take Saahil from her. Her only family. When family meant so much to him, how could he risk her only family? She would never forgive him. Kabhi nahin.

She startled at the sound of a knock at the door. Who could that be?

Annika opened the door surprised to see Dadi and a sullen-faced Shivaay Singh Oberoi. She averted her eyes from him. She couldn't even stand to look at him. What could he possibly want now? How much more could he ruin her life?

If not for Dadi, she wouldn't entertain him in the slightest, the way she felt right then.

"Annika we have come to take you home." Dadi said smiling. Annika started at that. Annika looked to Shivaay but he didn't meet her eyes. He didn't want this any more than she did.

"I'm sorry Dadi but I am home." Annika replied and she noticed Shivaay's head snapped up. She met his eyes without fear. She would not shed another tear because of this man.

"Kyu?" Dadi asked. "The two of you are married now despite the circumstances."

"Nahin Dadi. Yeh nahi ho sakta." Annika said firmly. "Yeh admi..." she started pointing at Shivaay, "forced me to marry him. Zaabardast! Meri bhai ko kidnap kar liya."

Dadi's mouth fell open and Shivaay looked like the ground could open up and swallow him up. She could also see the ticking of his jaw. He was angry and for once she wasn't scared. Not after everything he had put her through.

She narrated the entire ordeal to which Dadi listened to in utter shock and disbelief. She fell back onto Annika's bed covering her mouth in horror.

"Dadi..." Shivaay started to speak but she lifted her palm to him. "Chup! How could you Shivaay?" She was utterly disappointed in her eldest grandson.

Moments of silence that felt like hours passed till Dadi spoke again. "Shivaay what you did, I cannot believe that you would stoop so low.

"I did this for this family!" Shivaay retaliated. "The humiliation we would have endured because Tia's absence would've ruined us!"

Shivaay walks towards Dadi and rests his hand on her shoulder. She doesn't acknowledge him. Back ramrod straight and staring off. Annika on the other hand was livid that he was treating this so lightly as if he hadn't threatened to murder her brother.

Her eyes glared at his non-apologetic expression and her palms twitched.

Dadi stood up, Shivaay's hand falling off her shoulder and she stepped closer to Annika. "Whatever happened has happened and Shivaay..." she looked to her grandson. "I am so disappointed in you but you and Annika are married, this cannot be ignored."

Shivaay turned away, his face lined with irritation. "Main ye shaadi nahin mante!"

"Mujhe bhi." Annika replied and their eyes meet and the animosity between them palpable.

"Bas!" Dadi shouted. "Annika, you don't accept this marriage but then why are you still wearing the mangalsutra that Shivaay put around your neck?"

"Main..." Annika was lost for words and she didn't dare look at Shivaay Singh Oberoi.

"It means that you accept this marriage. Hain na?" Dadi said confidently. Annika's palms felt sweaty and she felt a bit nauseous. How could she explain why she couldn't remove the mangalsutra without Dadi getting the wrong impression.

She didn't want to be with this man. He was cruel and unfeeling. Every time she thought she knew what he was about he surprised her and this time in the worst way.

"Nahin Dadi, I am not going anywhere." Annika was firm but her tone soft.