FF - |As Fate Would Have It| Chapter 9 June17 - Page 3

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WHAT?! You left it there!?!?

CHAPTER 3

Another woman - perhaps even Aarti herself - would have rebuked at such a declaration: a slap, a look that could scathe all 7 layers off the bones of a man, or even a haughty flare of nose to show how distasteful the situation was, would have proved to an emotion that could be correctly translated.

But that was not Aarti's way. Had Yash not caught the slight, haze that covered her pupil, for merely a second, before she concealed herself, Yash would have shaken his new bride, into emoting. He had, quite frankly, been prepared for the worse. He had expected the sharp sting of a slap, or even a tearful explanation for the ruination of her life.

It intrigued him that his new wife did neither.

As calm as she could, as if they were discussing the humdrum of wall paint, and not their lives, Aarti finally spoke her first words of the night. And again, Yash was hushed into surprise.

"Okay. Where is she now?"

No accusation, no rising of voice, and certainly with dry eyes, she kept amazing her husband. Yash had been hearing many great things about Aarti since their union had been official, but a quality everyone had not mentioned was the one he was grateful for. No one told him she was a woman with a refrain soldiers trained for.

Not quite ready to disclose his secrets with his new wife, but left with no real choice, he indulged a little.

"Arpita. We were college sweethearts. My family did not approve as she belongs to another religion. How can one of the sons of the Scindia family – a family that belongs to the elite – go astray? Set the wrong example? Our love was shamed by everyone within the family, and the strain was evident. Finally, BauJi had had enough; his need to get rid of my problem was solved with Ma saw you at the mandir with your family. An easy cure they thought. Replace Arpita with Aarti, and the family would rejoice. They figured a new girl would prove to mean a new turn, and my marriage with you was set. Hence the hurried marriage. Believe me when I say this, I am very sorry." Realizing he did not answer her question, for he did not know himself, he stopped talking.

As any man who was bearing his soul would do, Yash had avoided looking at Aarti throughout his mini monologue. When he did not know what else to say, he met her gaze. Unmoved, she sat as she did when he had first walked in on her. The only difference was, he could now see her face – not that it meant much. She was excellent at hiding her emotions. Had she not spoken mere minutes ago, he would have thought her to be deaf, or perhaps a statue. Or perhaps a painting. Her features were perfect; an artist's fancy. Had he been a different man, under different circumstances, then tonight, too, would have been different.

This time, it were his eyes that begged her to speak. And she did.

"I'm sorry. How can I help?" instead of a whisper, or a voice that wavered, hers was a clear and steady tone.

It pinched his heart into a dull pain when she spoke. This woman, his wife, kept surprising him. She was sorry? For a position she was dragged to. And she wanted to help? It was too much to ask for, and yet he knew he would. At a time when his entire family was against him, he would take a boon if it was offered to him. Let this be said that Yash was not a selfish man, but he was a man in need of saving.

When he stayed quite, conflicted between emotions, Aarti did what a wife would, support her husband:

"You should go visit her. Or perhaps call her if you cannot visit. Each moment for Arpita would prove to be an eternity. I do not mind."

The family had all retired in their rooms, and in a house as big as the Schindia's, it was a hard task to keep an eye on the ins and outs of the family members, and so no one did.

Bolting out from the room, Yash left Aarti alone in the room, in the midst of flowers, in the middle of his bed, to sort out his life.

Excellent update..
Could you also please add index on the 1st page

WOW.

Loveee the update!!

Oh wow this is absolutely BRILLIANT! Just came across it and read all three chapters in one go and now I am hanging on a ledge waiting for the next update 😆

You write beautifully and I love, love, LOVE Aarti's characterizations, you have sketched her out wonderfully and her strength is endearing! But I am sure she must have been scattered on the inside so it will be interesting to read her perspective on the whole thing now that Yash has left!

You have left me completely mesmerized with the plot and your cliffhanging endings so please do update soon!