Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (any book recommendations .txt) 📕

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Anahita Maurya is the modern image of independent, liberated girl with an equally modern family background. Despite this, she is betrothed to her father's best friend's son, Yuvraaj, who knows nothing but to get under her skin. She clearly despised his presence in her life and adamantly employs all the devices to get out of his vice clasp. Even if this means getting a boyfriend and defiant her family. Now, she has successfully involved herself in a relationship and Yuvraaj has chosen the exact moment to turn her world upside down. From persuasion to rebellion, all the measures have been plied. Finally, headstrong and ball breaking Anahita decides to elope on the eve of her wedding. Except, her boyfriend never turns up.

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"If you don't believe me, you can ask the florist." He shrugged, nodding his chin at the florist around the corner.

"How would he know about it?" Anahita was hell confused.

"Because there's this custom of bringing white orchids for the newly weds. We can't enter the premises if you don't bring the bouquet." Though the reason sounded hollow, she couldn't believe he was fooling her.

"Yuvraaj, I don't think it is true." She hesitated. He had to be kidding her.

"Okay, if you think so. Let's come any other day because I don't want to test this. I've had had enough of troubles in my married life. Let's just not go inside." He began to repel when Anahita clutched his forearm, narrowing her eyes.

"No, it will be disrespectful if we won't go inside." Unwillingly, but she agreed to be a part of this stupid norm. "I'll bring the flowers if it takes. You just wait for me here."

"Sure. I'll be waiting for you inside."

"Wait, how can you go inside? Come on, I didn't have sex alone. How can you go inside if I can't?"

"Because I'm a man." He shrugged and Anahita clenched her jaw, "Yuvraaj, you're kidding, right? This is very bad joke. I am a fool to fall for it."

"I'm. Not. Kidding. Anahita." Yuvraaj said loud and clear. He manifested the truth on his face and Anahita couldn't dodge the trap he threw on her. Uninterestedly, she fell ass over tit in his trap.

"This is insane." She groaned, nodding anyways.

"Okay listen. I'll wait inside for you and you've to buy those white orchid bouquet, right?" Yuvraaj pushed her slightly towards in the direction of the florist and she shook her head, pissed off. "I'm not even understanding why the hell am I doing it?"

"But you just agreed?"

"I'm frustrated because I can't even move freely in the saree and I've to go and ask the florist for white orchids which is the code here of being deflowered. How insane!!"

"Just go and buy one." He nagged her and she jogged away silently. She stole eyes from the florist when she asked for the orchids. Apparently, there were no one else except her to buy those and that made her thoroughly embarrassed. In India, the stats said that thirty thousand weddings take place in a day but in Sardinia, how the stats worked was above her head because none bought the flowers.

She quickly placed money on the counter, gathered the bunch of orchid flowers and decamped from there.

I feel like a criminal now! Let's just get this over and I'll see you, Yuvraaj!

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