Devaki's POV
I was ready for Mehendi, but the actual thing was that I simply wanted to escape from there.

I unlocked my phone and looked at the wallpaper: me and Mahi Bhai.

"Bhai kya sochoghe aap jab aapko sach pta chalega!?"  I thought.

I bit my lower lip.

Parul came in the room. "Didi chale?" She asked. I smiled and nodded.

We left.

"Didi ek baat poochu?" She asked. "Hmm?" I hummed. "Aapko sach pta h fir bhi aapne shaadi k lie haan krdi?" She asked.

"Parul, me...mujhe koi fark nhi padta Sumedh kese h, I...I love him" I lied.

She widened her eyes.

We reached the hall and some girls made me sit on the couch.

They started applying mehendi on my hands.

Sumedh was standing on the other side of the hall, staring at me.

I looked at him. He smirked. I looked away.

Almost half an hour passed.

He was still standing there. I looked at him. My anger was reaching its peak. He smiled and started walking to me.

"Mehendi me mera naam zarur likhna" He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Haan haan zarur!! Esa likhenghe k aapki suhaag raat naam dhoondne me hi nikal jaeghi" Parul teased him. I glared at her. She lowered her lashes.

I looked up, at Sumedh. He winked at me. I gritted my teeth. He smirked and left.

I hate that man even more than bouncers balls!!

Finally mehendi was over and Sangeet was about to start.

Most of the family members were busy in decorations as the wedding was just the day after mehendi.

I didn't want to attend sangeet. There was only one person that was always ready to help me: Bauji.

I called him. "Ki hoya Puttar?" He asked.

I made a tired face.

"Bauji mere sar me boht dard ho raha h aur boht thaki hui hu. Itna shor seh nhi paunghi, me araam krlu?" I asked.

"Haan haan Puttar, jaa tu jaakar soja" He said. I smiled and nodded.

Parul took me to my room.

"Didi aap so jao, me chalti hu" She said. I nodded.

She left. I locked the door and switched on the tv.

I watched some random shows.

Soon I fell asleep.

*******

When I woke up, I looked at my hands. Mehendi's colour was really dark.

I had shower and got ready.

I went downstairs in the hall.

"Beta haath to dikha apne" Maa asked. I showed her my hands. "Waah...kitna gehra rang h. Boht pyaar krta h mera beta tujhse" She said. I faked a smile.

She knows everything, still she's supporting her son! Like seriously!?

After having breakfast, I went to my room again.

I looked at my hand. Sumedh's name was written in a heart. I gritted my teeth.

I tried my best to erase it, but it was impossible! My hand started bleeding.

"Kyu bekaar ki koshish kr rhi ho?" Someone asked. I looked at the door. It was Sumedh.

He came in. He opened a drawer and took the first aid box.

He sat next to me and held my hand.

"Chodo mera haath!!" I said and took my hand back.

"Chodne k lie nhi pakda. Abhi to poori zindagi haatho me haath lekar bitani h!" He said.

"Dekhte h" I said.

"Filhaal to tumhare haath se khoon nikal raha h, lao me..." He said but I interrupted him.

"Listen yeh nautanki jaakar shoot pe dikhao, mere saamne nhi! Rahi baat haath ki, to khoon bhehne do. Tumhare jese ghatia aadmi pe marne ki saza to milni chahiye na!!" I said.

He laughed. "Tumhari marzi, vese mera naam hatheli se mitane ka koi faiyda nhi h kyunki yeh naam ab tumhari kismat me h, sirf tumhare pe nhi, tumhari haath ki lakeero me h!" He said and left.