A short something which may or may not turn into a series of somethings.
For S.And if I lied tonight, what would you say?
Telling her friends had been the worst.
Her family... well they, in their confused but loving manner, had supported this decision of hers. Her father had been the first to agree, her mother the last.
His family had been ecstatic. His mother, whom she had never quite been able to understand, had hugged her with tears in her eyes and thanked the Almighty for making her say yes. Even his sister, with whom she had never seen eye to eye, had breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the little girl playing with bubbles on the floor.
But her friends...
"You're marrying him for his daughter? Ishita, are you insane?"
She couldn't blame them. The last they had seen of her, she had been a college student, adamant that she would marry for love even as many others exchanged ideas of reasonable compromises.
How was she to explain that she was marrying for love?
And now, sitting in the living room, listening as his sisters relayed funny tales of their story to his cousins and aunts, she wondered how much of her was here for Ruhi alone.
She laughed along with them at the mention of Raavan Kumar and when she caught his bemused grin out of the corner of her eye, her own smile became just a little bit brighter.
And when his cousins eagerly asked about his most annoying habits, she happily leaned forward but not without a small wink to the devil himself.
The strange camaraderie they had struck up was still too tentative to name but she knew that 'Ruhi ke liye' was no longer the only reason.
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