Author's pov

Bela descended down the stairs with Bani and Ichha at either sides of her. Her eyes were casted down people might think it was because of shyness but truth be told she was trying to hide the pain in her eyes. She looked no less than a princess in the pink lehenga. People looked at her with their mouth parted.

{Bela's dress}

Bela looked around the decorated hall taking in all the familiar faces. Her eyes seemed to be searching for someone unknown to herself. She felt herself going weak as her eyes meet with Mahir's dark brown eyes. 

Mahir looked into Bela's eyes which held so much pain in them. He wanted nothing more than to ease the pain she feels. He wanted to pull her into a hug and whisper sweet words into her ears but the reality of the situation hit made him helpless. And that's when the words of Rocky started echoing in his ears.

"I don't want you near Bela."

"She is going to be my wife."

" I don't want my own brother misbehaving with Bela." 

"Stay away from Bela, Mahir."

He looked into Bela's eyes with hatred evident in his eyes. Clenching his fist he averted his gaze from her. His knuckles turning white due to the pressure.

Bela didn't know how to describe the pain she felt when Mahir looked at her with hatred filled eyes. What sin did she do in her past life that she is suffering so much in this birth. She felt her eyes stinging with tears. She stood there looking at Mahir with glassy eyes. Bela stood there lost in her thoughts looking at Mahir.

Ichha pressed Bela's hand slightly signaling her to move forward. Faking a smile, Bela walked towards the stage, where Rocky was standing with a smug smile on his face. 

Rocky looked like he had won something. O'words can't express the happiness he is feeling now. His victory over Mahir. Something which he had been carving for a while. He stood on the stage silently enjoying his victory while two souls were burning in the fire of agony.

"Now as both the bride and groom are here lets start the engagement. The good time too is passing." Sumitra said with a smile.

"Yes you are right Sumitraji. Let's start the engagement." Harsh, Bela's father said with a smile.

Bela felt her breath hitch at the statement. She felt herself turning cold and numb. Engagement or better say the doom of her life. 

 'No' her heart and mind both screamed so loudly yet no words left her mouth.

"Here Rocky, make Bela wear this ring." Sumitra said passing a diamond ring to Bela.

Rocky took the ring from Sumitra with a smirk on his face. He looked at Bela who was looking at the floor. He then took Bela's hands in his hand making Bela look at him then she averted her gaze. Her eyes once again met Mahir's. They got lost in each other's eyes before Mahir looked away. Loud claps were heard as Rocky slid the ring in Bela's finger.

"Now Bela make Rocky wear this ring." Janvi said forwarding a velvet box to Bela. With hesitation she took the ring kept inside the box and slide it his hands.

Bela again looked at Mahir, who was standing away from her. She looked into his eyes begging for him to come forward and stop the damn engagement. To stop her from becoming someone else. But to her sheer disappointment she saw him walk out. He just walked on her. All the hopes she had came crushing down before her. 

A defeated sigh escaped his mouth as he looked at her vulnerable look. He could see her suffering yet he decided to keep quite. He saw her agony, her pain yet she kept quite. He looked at her one last time before he turned and walked away from there. 

A lonely tear escaped his eyes as he walked passed her. He wanted to scream to the world that he loves her and wants to spent the rest of his life loving her but alas he was not sure she wants the same. He is too late now. Too late to do anything that has the power to change the past nor future.

O kuch aisa kar kamaal ke tera ho jaaun.

Do something miraculous so that our fate may change and I can become yours.

O kuch aisa kar kamaal ke tera ho jaaun.

Do something miraculous so that our fate may change and I can become yours.

Main kisi aur ka hoon filhaal

Currently I belong to someone else

Main kisi aur ka hoon filhaal, ke tere hoon jaaun.

Currently I belong to someone else, but I want to be yours.

Eh gall te galat ae jo vi kar reya jaani.

It may seem completely unfair what I am doing right now.

Par eh vi dekh tere bin kinjh mar reya jaani.

But do take a note of how I am yearning for you.

Bela stood frozen beside Rocky as she saw Mahir walk out on her. She felt her heart being snatched from her. He let her go. Without a word. Without a try. Without a fight. He simply just let go of her. Was she not worth it?

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Mahir stumbled his way out of the house with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. His eyes were red and glossy. He took one or two sips from the bottle every few minutes. He walked towards the bench, in the middle of the garden.

Mahir couldn't stand there seeing the love of his life becoming the wife of brother. He just couldn't stand the sight of it. And that's the reason why he walked out of the hall without anyone's notice. If he had stood there for few more minutesthen he would have broken down.

He knew no one was to blame but himself for all the present  happenings. If only had he disclosed about his love for Bela the time her alliance was fixed with his brother then maybe this situation would never have happened. But seeing his brother and family so happy with the alliance, he just couldn't do it. His love for his family overpowered his love for Bela.

His rejection that day became the main reason for his and her sufferings. He could have just accepted her love and could have been happy with her but his selfishness to keep his family made him reject her and it now ended with both of them suffering. Her pained eyes were haunting him and knowing he was the reason for it has just made his situation worse.

He wanted to be the reason for her smiles. He wanted to be the reason for her happiness. He wanted to cherish her with his love. But in the end he became the reason for her suffering, pain  and agony.

He wanted to hate her after his conversation with Rocky but something in him stops him from doing that. And now he desperately wished to hate her so that he wouldn't have to feel any pain in his heart.

His leaned against the bench closing his eyes. His hold on the alcohol bottle lossened and landed on the floor with a small thud. His mind slowly drifted towards the past, the time when he was happy with life. Happy with Her.   

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Hi Guys,

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