Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) 📕

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" HOW DARE YOU RUN AWAY FROM ME AGAIN?" He shouted. his grip on my hair was strong. " I WILL TIE YOU, DO YOU GET THAT?" I was shaking from fear.
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I was standing there in front of his house shivering as the december breeze hit me. I was trying to get hold of my heavy lehnga and the dupatta. A newly bride was not allowed the entry to enter the house. And that bride was me and i didn't know even the reason. Suddenly , the door opened and he was in his casual outfit as if we weren't married just 2 hours ago.
" You can come inside. But learn to be out of the fairyland. I don't want to be a husband that you have dreamt of. " he was looking straight as he told me all that.
" you can't leave. i mean i don't like to let go of MY things ." He said
His possessive tone rang in my ears.

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A murder?

" What are you doing here? " It was the most weird day. The pregnancy, murder., arrest and now Nidhi. Her eyes were puffy and red. She looked so tired and nearly dead.

" I knew it bhabhi. You are with him. Bhai lied. Oh god bhabi you are fine " She hugged me and a sense of comfort made it's way in my heart. At least someone really cared.

" Nidhi but I am really confused. What's happening? He is arrested but won't be gone for long. He will come back. And we can't leave the area. " She smiled. How could she smile at this moment?

" No. Bhabhi. This time I won't let anything happen to you. We will go the police station and you can file an FIR again at him on the grounds of domestic violence. " I couldn't do that. Not that I loved him but this won't do anything to stop him. He was a crazy man. And nidhi had no idea how crazy his demons drove him on normal days.

" We can't. " Nidhi shook her head . I knew what she was thinking at that moment. Because if I were in her place I would be thinking the same.

She watched the house in horror. She was visibly tensed to come here. But I knew that she was very young when those incidents took place. Her hands shook and she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

" Are you alright? " I felt her shivering when my hand touched her shoulder .She closed her eyes for a second.

" Let's go bhabhi. " We continued on our way towards the dreadful cabin. She had a car and drove without uttering anything.

On the way, I was the only one speaking and telling her about everything. From the first day of marriage till now. And the murder of this girl who I never met.

" Everything will be fine one day bhabhi. I promise. " Nidhi covered my hands with hers. She was shockingly calm and composed. Although cried once or twice when I told her about the fingers incident and my escape on a rainy day.

" But that guy is still a mystery. You know first waiter and then manager. " Nidhi unlocked the door of the cabin with an extra key. She was smart just like her brother.

" Leave him. Must be some random guy. " Her tired body collided with the soft sofa. She pinched the side of her forehead maybe trying to ease an headache.

" Do you want something to eat? I can cook. You travelled a lot. " I sat on the nearby table. Nidhi was crying covering her face with her hands.

" What's wrong? " I grew much tensed. She was just pretending to be strong and now she couldn't hold it any longer.

" Everything bhabhi. I don't know why you had to marry him. Your father lost the elections. And he doesn't care about you. And bhai had to turn out just like papa. " Oh my father lost the elections. I could imagine the scenario at home. He would be blaming everyone for his loss.

" I know. " There was nothing to say. But nidhi was crying profusely. And won't listen to me. She too had the habit of talking to herself when stressed like Advay. Soft murmurs.

After a lot of effort finally she agreed to take rest. And I went into another room. It was the most shocking day. Nothing made sense to me.

Who really killed an innocent pregnant girl? Was it Advay? Or sharad?

But I knew Advay hadn't done it because he really cared about kids. And he would never try to kill a pregnant woman. But sharad. He had his reasons. And I knew nothing about him. Maybe he did it for his dignity. But again the way he was crying was genuine. And he didn't seem to have killed her.

I finally slept. But the dreams very terrifying. Everything mixed up . I woke up with a jolt. And heard the front door being closed. Was he home?

" Nidhi. " I called her but she didn't answer. I had to go there and actually check because I wanted to know about sharad too. To my relaxation, Advay was not there. Instead Nidhi was sitting in jeans and sweatshirt with her phone and purse in her hands. Her boots were on the shoe stand dirty with mud.

" Where are you coming from? " Her eyes were now bloodshot. The wet cheeks indicated that ahe cried again. She rose from the chair, looking all tall and strong. Her genes were like her brother 5'6 and beautiful.

" He is not coming home. Never. You are free bhabhi. " Her eyes stared into mine. Her pupil was dilated and her eye color appeared as deep black. " He is convicted for the murder of that girl. He killed her bhabhi. He accepted it. They have proof too. "

" What? " I was in complete shock. And her words made no sense.

" Who? Nidhi. Sharad? " I asked for the honest answer. Fake hopes had killed me already.

" No. Dr. Advay kaushik. My brother " And she broke down crying. " Life sentence. Bhabhi " I hugged her and without any other thought accompanied her in weeping.

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