Hello peeps!!
Sorry for being late. I am finally posting the first part. Besides all my ffs resume from next week.
Sanskaar POV
In a pale blue and ballet slipper pink lehenga, she entered the hall. I was sitting at the mandap surrounded by guests and our only relatives Sahil and Kavita, oops only her relative’s .I have no one in the world except a namesake uncle who will come to know about my existence after it has vanshed physically and that will benefit him financially. Other than that Sahil is my best friend, my brother but his dear sister is completely opposite to her. Her smile was looking like a wicked grin. She was spoilt, insensitive and heartless.At this time when the groom usually looks at his soon to be wife in mesmerisation. My eyes, heart, soul and brain was filled with nothing other than hatred. Yes I hatewd her beyond limits.
After the bidaai where she hugged her ever so caring brother and his wife with no emotions and shed 2 tears for her house. As soon as I entered our room, all the promises to keep her happy had flown out of the window.
POV ends
He turns her around roughly
San: Listen miss Swara Gadodia,no mrs unfortunately Sanskaar Maheshwari. All these cheap tricks that you have used to make this wedding happen will not work. The doll of that house is just a negative presence her. You are no one to me. Keep that in mind. I hate you .
And he walked out of the room while she sat down in a corner and cried hugging her knees.
Swara POV
The hell I thought I had got free of has followed me here. Why bhai? Why? Why are you hell-bent on snatching my peace?
POV ends
The next day Sahil and Kavita leave the city for some work.
Swara’s life is filled with daily taunts from Sanskaar and her tears which shed every night at her fate.
Until The Day Arrives
Precap : prologue part
Bye guys.