•Chapter-3•

"Ah, I just don't know how to tell you this." He said nervously biting his lips.

"Come on! It is me." Aarohi said looking into his brown eyes.

"Aarohi the very first time I saw you, I didn't knew that you would be more than my crush. I always loved you Aarohi, your smile, your eyes, your charms, your naughtiness, your anger, your laugh... Everything Rohi, Everything blew my mind and enticed me I didn't even realise when my crush on you changed to like and then to love, I want you to be the dream I always want to live in Rohi, I love you.".

"I love you too" Aarohi mumbled with a tear...

*Buzzzz*

Aarohi rubbed her eyes with a yawn and sat straight from her leaning position when she felt her phone vibrating in her hand which she clutched hard.

"Hello Amma." Aarohi said lifting her mother's call. She looked outside and it's already evening. Her's is a private and first class compartment. And very few people are there here. She is glad she is alone in her's.

She doesn't really want to deal with people now. "It's already 8pm and soon in few hours you will be here." Her mother chirped.

"Yeah Amma, I will be at 12 am I think." Aarohi said controlling a yawn. "I asked you to come through flight! But you won't listen to me " she whined and Aarohi just went on listening to her mother whining and talking about everything, talking only when asked a question.

She knows she have to listen to her mother when she is talking or else she will go all on Hulk mode. They talked like that for half and hour until some guests called her mother for food, her cousin Anirudh is getting married to one of her neighbour and that is the main reason she is leaving to Vijayawada.

        She again got back to thinking about him... Who stole her heart...

"Seriously bro! I thought you will never come! What took you so long?" Asked Neha throwing herself on her brother. Abhimanyu just chuckled and kissed his sister's forehead.

       "Mannu, you came?" Abhi heard his mother's nickname and cried dramatically. "Maa!!! I am thirty for God sake just don't call me with that." He whined at which everyone laughed. "Come on Mannu, it's a swe-" *smack* "Not you too Bastard!" Abhi cut Atharva off who pouted and Neha giggled at her brothers. Even though Atharva is not a blood relative she still sees him as am elder brother and he also takes her as younger sister.

      Currently they are sitting in Neha's home, aka Abhi's aunt's place.

              "How Anirudh is treating you." Abhi pulled his sister into a conversation and Neha grinned at the mention of her fiance with a small blush coating her already glowing face. "He is a nice person." She mumbles blushing and Abhi let's out a laugh at his sister who looked like a ripened tomato which is cute!

          "From tomorrow onwards rituals will start and Abhi! I need you in the first thing, you have to take care of everything." Said his mother in a strict tone. His sister marriage is all on his mother's shoulders, not because of something or other thing like their aunt and uncle can't do her marriage or something, since she is the girl child in the whole family, their family loves her as their own and her mother wants his sister's marriage to be done through her hands.
           
           His aunt's eyes glistened with unshed tears and Neha grinned as widely as possible thinking about Anirudh... May this happiness lasts forever in their family.. Abhi thought with a smile on his face.

The clock hit 12:30am. The train has stopped. People are chirping like birds and with the big fat train journey coming to an end, Aarohi heaved a big sigh feeling the unsettling feeling erupting in her heart. She can do this. With the newfound determination and heaving a big sigh she came out from the train with her luggage in her hand and hand bag on her shoulder.

       She found her father and went towards him when he waved at her. Giving him a grin she went to him and they hugged for a minute. That was not just any normal hug, the hug is a promise of everything will be alright. The hug held much more meaning for Aarohi and she preferred actions more than words.

           Preparing herself for the upcoming situations whatever they might be, with a heavy heart she walked out of the Railway station with her father.

      The cool and fresh air of Vijayawada hit her face making her take a deep breath to let herself accept that she is here finally, after four long years, she stepped on her home place.

         She sat in the passenger seat after keeping the luggage in the back seat. Leaning against the window she gazed at the outside world, soon founding herself in the familiar locality.

           Neha's home is two buildings away from hers and there she can easily see the wedding atmosphere.

      Her eyes immediately darted towards the building infront of her home and a lump formed in her tears when she saw the state of the once lively home. Wiping away one traitor tear that fell dow from her eye, Aarohi went inside her home taking her bags as her father followed her inside.

       Aarohi's eyes lit up when she saw her mother and hugged her. Tears rolled down from Yashoda's eyes as she clutched her daughter's frame. She wiped them hastily which was not gone unnoticed by Rajat.

      Later that Aarohi entered her room and the room is clean, without a dust particle. It's as if she is living here. Her things untouched and the photos on the wall are clean. Her throat tightened again when she saw a picture of them and immediately she went to her washroom to get freshen up.

      She took a nice warm bath, thanks to her mother who switched the geyser on. She felt content taking a shower, scrubbing away the dirt on her body. She dried herself and choose a loose t-shirt and loose pants.

        She already told her mother her that she is not hungry. She picked her phone and connected it to the charger. She stepped into her balcony and her eyes stucked at the opposite buildings room, his balcony. How much she wished for him to stand there and smile at her, how much she wished to feel his presence around her, how much she desired to listen to his voice? How much she longed for him?....

I know I know I am late but Happy Valentines day my loves, you all are the best gifts god has sent me. Love you all and your love is the only thing that motivates not just for a day but for my rest of this Watty journey!

Love you all, also Broken Destinies is also updated so please do read it too!

Love-Anya ❤️