I Marked Her Mine - Chapter 136

Shanaya kept looking at Vihaan.

Lying under him, her body fitting perfectly under the masculine body of Vihaan,her every part in rhyme with his, feeling every bit of it, she did not flinch her eyes.

For she could not.

Vihaan’s eyes were fixed on Shanaya’s face. Not because he wanted to intimidate her, not because he wanted to hypnotize her, not because he wanted to change her decision.

He just wanted to see her reaction.

Actual reaction.

He wanted to notice the changes in her expressions, wanted to hear the answer to his questions with her eyes. .

He wanted to know the exact answer of his question.

For he knew, only her eyes would tell him the truth, the truth he wanted to know so badly.

Shanaya either did not feel anything at all or felt everything and yet could not decipher it, for she was too shocked. She had never thought there would come a day when she would be hearing a confession from him, that too of marriage!

How could she? They were not in a relationship at all.

Yes, they had a relationship, the love-hate relationship, first love relationship, one-sided love relationship, but not where someone would expect such proposals.

And without any warning, she felt the betrayal of her tears.

But, she did not stop them anymore, she let them flow at their own speed, while her eyes remained locked with Vihaan’s as if she wanted to convey to him” You are the reason behind these tears”, which was true to the core.

Vihaan had never witnessed Shanaya crying, but the pain he felt, the ache he felt in his heart could not be described.

He knew she was not going to accept him on the first chance, but this was not one of the scenarios.

He was ready to listen to her accusing him, was ready to tolerate her anger, was ready to receive some slappings, but definitely not her tears.

He did not wait for her to say ” Leave me” or ” Get off me”, he did not wait for her to try distancing herself away from him, he just distanced himself away.

For the very first time, Shanaya was relieved by Vihaan’s actions. She was being dependent on him to take care of her, for she was not ready, or was able to take care of herself.

All she wanted was to cry, to let all the pain, the sense of betrayal, anger, love, longingness and all the emotions she had ever felt for Vihaan go away.

She just wants them to vanish.

But she did not want that moment to disappear, the moment Vihaan had said’ Marry me, Shanaya Malhotra’.

How could she! No matter how strong she had become, she had always wanted to hear those words.

Maybe that’s what first love is. You keep fantasizing about various scenarios that would flutter your heart, keep replaying them, keep having fake conversations with them and keep desiring them.

She could not.

The tense atmosphere of the room was working as the fire, turning the cold December into May.

She was about to speak something, anything when she saw Vihaan turning his face a little toward her and heard him saying” I know it’s sudden and you have many doubts, problems, grudges with me, but I am serious.”

Vihaan did not look at her at all, instead, he kept looking at his feet on the floor, his mind and heart in unison for the first time, urging him to speak whatever he wants ” I want to feel lucky and special by being your life partner, by receiving your love. I want to be that lucky man.”

He wanted to speak so much but finding it difficult to find words that would express him, he stood up with defeat and without looking at Shanaya, he walked toward the exit door.

He waited for a second as if he was deciding his next move, and suddenly he walks toward seated Shanaya.

Reaching her, he cupped her face in his hands and looking in her eyes, he spoke” Please be mine, Shana.” and walk back after kissing her on her forehead, leaving her all speechless.

Shana saw him confessing, saw him kissing her, saw his genuineness but also she saw him leaving.

And she let him go.

Opening the door of his car, Vihaan went inside and sat down on his seat, but he did not start the engine. His eyes were on the door of Shanaya’s apartment and he did not want to leave. He wanted to justify himself, wanted to ask for a chance, but the mȧturė part of him was stopping him to do anything.

He knew he had to give time to Shanaya, to think, to accept him, again.

Starting the engine of the car, he was on the main road, away from shanaya, thinking about his past.

He remembers vividly the day he first started ignoring Shanaya.

Seven years back, on a fine February evening, he was lazily lying on the bed of the hostel, his eyes focused on his phone.

But the smile on his face was not normal.

It was the same smile someone has when he/she talks to the love of their life.

He was typing with a great speed as if he could not waste any more second replying to that person on WhatsApp when he received a notification and he swipes it right, ignoring it.

The message was from Shanaya, and that was the first day, shanaya had to wait for his reply.

She was going to be his, either by hook or crook.

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