Ambivalence

Get a Divorce

Aaradhya's POV

I could feel the indifferences between us was getting dissolve in this marriage. A part of me was afraid of this growing affection. Throughout the day, I attempted to keep my distance from Sharvansh. In the morning, I made an excuse about having work with Dhriti, deciding to accompany her to the company. In the evening, I spent most of my time with Ruhani Masi, and intentionally retired to bed earlier than usual. I ensured that I slept far away from him, and fortunately, found myself in the same position as the previous night.

As the days passed, the events in our lives seemed to unfold at a rapid pace. Sharvansh's coronation created a whirlwind of activities, giving me ample reasons to maintain a safe distance from Sharvansh.

I found solace in the busy schedule, using it as an excuse to avoid being alone with Sharvansh. His presence still stirred emotions within me, emotions I couldn't afford to entertain. The upcoming divorce loomed over us, a constant reminder that our connection was temporary. Yet, despite my best efforts to keep my feelings at bay, I couldn't deny the complexity of the situation.

Dhriti and Anvi were both present in my cabin, discussing the matter at hand.

"Are you certain, Aaru? You're considering a divorce?" Dhriti's question furrowed my brows. I responded, "Why wouldn't I? There's nothing between us – no love, no chemistry –"

"No chemistry, huh? Don't play around, Aaru. Even a blind person could see the intense chemistry between you two," Anvi remarked, her tone carrying a mixture of amusement and disbelief. I looked at her, searching for any sign that she might be exaggerating, but her expression remained resolute.

Dhriti chimed in, "She's right, Aaru. I've seen the way you both interact, the way you look at each other. It's not just about duty; there's something more."

I sighed, feeling the weight of their observations. Was I truly blind to something that others could easily perceive? The conflicting emotions within me stirred, creating a sense of turmoil. Despite my initial conviction to keep my emotions in check, a part of me wondered if I was underestimating the depth of our connection.

Dhriti's words caught me off guard, and I frowned, trying to articulate the reasons behind my decision. "Dhriti, it's not about chemistry. It's just... just that—"

"Just what, Aaru?"

"That he doesn't love me and never will, and I don't want to go through any heartbreak now, so it's better if I detach myself from him."

Anvi, always one to challenge my perspective, chimed in. "But, Aaru, can't you see how he looks at you? There's something more there, something unspoken. You can't just ignore it."

I knew what Anvi was talking about, but my mind didn't want to accept it. It was hard for me to believe that Sharvansh had feelings for me other than hate.

Dhriti's words lingered in the air, urging me to confront my feelings. The fear of rejection loomed large within me, and no matter how much I felt for him, I couldn't bring myself to accept it or say it out loud.

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In palace,

I walked into the room and found Sharvansh already seated on the jharoka, holding my Kindle. My eyes narrowed at the sight, and then widened in realization. I couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell?"

Sharvansh looked up, seemingly unfazed by my outburst. He casually responded, "Last time I couldn't have a proper look into it, so I thought I'd check out what you read. Interesting choice, by the way."