ᴀ ᴅᴇꜱɪ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ
(BOOK 1 IN THE SERIES, "THE TAINTED LOVE ANTHALOGY)
ᴀ ᴅᴇꜱɪ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ
"Theory or practical?" He asked, his voice low and husky as his eyes roamed around her body.
"S-sir?" She shuddered at how close they were standing right n...
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I sat in Suryansh's bedroom, rethinking about everything I said to my brother. It was tearing me apart, because after we grew apart in the teen age years and having a tumultuous relationship, we were finally becoming close.
I know I don't have any right to be angry on him, he should be mad at me; he has to call someone sister, even if she is not biologically related to him.
I sighed looking at the pictures I have in my gallery, me with my family; they look so much more precious knowing I am not blood related to them not even Arohi, with whom I grew up. She was technically my mother's sister's daughter, but now I realised, Mrs. Mehra, isn't my mother. No wonder she treated me like that always. It felt so foreign, and this whole revelation, made me tear up once again.
I let out a sob only to feel a pair of warm arms wrap around me, from the body cologne it was clear who was holding me. I sobbed in his arms. "Why did it happen to me? Why are my family members not my own family members? Why am I not related to the closest of people I know?" I asked looking at him.
I was expecting something I should not. How would he know? Probably he is having second thoughts of being in relationship with me by now. But I was still hoping for some answer.
He cupped my cheeks and gently wiped my tears, "Arushi, who said your close ones are not related to you?" His voice came soft, so much soft that you would doubt it was the same Mr. Suryansh Rathore.
"They are not; I just carry my father's blood, not my mother's. Akash bhai is only half related to me, and Arohi, I am no one to her, I grew up with her, and then why am I not close to them?"
"Most of them are not even my family." I sobbed after a pause. He said nothing, and let me sob in his arms. After sometime when my despair filled cries turned into faint sniffles he broke the hug and made me look at him.
"You know what, biological relations are not as much important as much blood relations. You tell me, who knows you the most? Whom did you tell all your secrets to?"
"Sadhvi?"
"Was Sadhvi any day related to you by blood?"
I shook my head and he smiled a little. "You chose to be her friend, not because she was related to you by any situation, just like that people who we choose to be with are sometimes more important than the ones we are related to by birth."
