Chapter - 112

Chapter - 112

I ran to my room as fast as I can before I lose my control and cry in front of the mother and son or pull their hairs.

One option is surely going to happen and I don't have any energy to deal with it.

"Aadhya. Aadhya." Darsh tried to speak with me but I shut the door on his face.

"You have two hours to bring my jewelry, Darsh. Only two hours!" I warned him from the other side of the door.

"Why are you money minded? You don't value your father's promise or his upbringing. Stop bringing shame to your family by behaving like a gold digger." He spoke from the outside.

I immediately buried my face inside Pillow Menon to stop hearing Darsh's voice. I am not going to hear him or his words. This time it must happen as I like and not the other way.

The hell is wrong with the duo? Planning the jewelry for jewelry trees? Is he mad? Or did he think I am that level of stupid? Did he portray my image in his mind as a halfwit?

I yelled into the soft material and as a faithful friend Mr. Pillow Menon took it all with no complaint.

I saw him stealing things with my own eyes and he dare to put a blame on me! Oh my! He agreed to marry me because they want to earn karma points to their wonderland entry.

I curse them to have negative karma points so that they would not get entry and instead get an exit. I curse their pillow always stay flat and warm both sides. I curse that their snacks gets lost in the car and tear the leather of the seats. I curse that they step in a wet puddle with their socks on their feet.

I huffed once I finished cursing them till my heart's content. Now let's see what they are going to do.

I held Mr. Pillow Menon up in the air to match my eye level. "Pillow, why am I even getting married in the first place?"

I knitted my brows together as I began to think our loud and have discussion with Mr. Pillow Menon.

"Do I love Darsh? No. Am I happy with Darsh? No. Will I be happy with him in the mainland? No. Does he respect me? No. Did I get sparks with him? No. Do I feel safe with him? No." I took a deep breath as there are so many No's in this marriage.

Pillow Menon, why didn't you ask me these questions earlier? Oh my! Why didn't I think all these questions earlier?

Because I never felt the need to doubt this Angel. Wait! Angels don't trouble others. He is not an Angel.

Let's see about Yes in this marriage. There's no way my father would chose him, right? There must be something good in him.

"Is he my parents’ choice? Yes. Did he hit me? Yes. Did he lie? Yes. Did he steal? Yes. Did he ask me to steal? Yes. Did he behave violently in front of me? Yes. Does he think I am a halfwit? Yes. Did he frame me to escape from his wrong doings? Yes."

He is a red flag! And I am color blind all these months.

Except for my parents’ choice there is no reason why I should marry him! Is that one reason worth it?

But if I won't marry him then it means I do not value my parent’s words. That will make me a bad daughter.

"Tell me Mr. Pillow Menon. What shall we do? Shall we break this marriage off or should we proceed like nothing happened?"

The greatest respect we could give to a dead person is to cherish their memories.

Kartik's words surfaced my thoughts. Unknowingly I felt calm, as if I Kartik will make everything alright and I need not worry about anything in the world.

Snap out, Aadhya! He is getting married tonight. Kartik will be having a wife so I must think about myself and not depend on others.

If my parents were alive today will they be happy to see me getting married to Darsh?

What if they chose for me earlier they did not do it now? In fact, they could be mistaken like me, he behaved like a true gentleman but as days passed he turned out to be so bad. My parents could misunderstood his behavior too!

I stood up from the couch leaving the pillow and held my forehead. Exactly! They are no more in this world. What matters is me! I could not make a decision made by others in the past and who do not know what's happening today. I have to decide it for myself.

Marrying Darsh will be the worst mistake in my life and I must not do it. I cannot let him drag my parents name every time to have his way. Just because I am not marrying him, my respect for my parents doesn't decrease. I am still their daughter and nothing can change it.

I made my decision. I am not marrying that white coat bullock cart.