Arjun's POV -
As we sat talking, a sudden knock on my cabin door drew our attention. I said, "Come in," and my PA, Ronak, stepped inside holding an envelope. He hesitated for a moment, glancing at Reevan, but when I gave him a nod, he spoke.
"Sir, this is from Megha Ma'am. It's a legal notice for Annulment of Marriage," he said, his voice low but steady.
The words instantly grabbed my attention. I stared at the envelope on the table, trying to process what I'd just heard. As Ronak quietly left the room, Reevan, curious as always, leaned forward and asked, "Who is Megha? And what's the matter? Annulment of marriage?
Before I could answer him, my phone rang, breaking the moment. The caller ID flashed a name I hadn't seen or heard from in four months: Megha.
I picked up the call and pressed the phone to my ear. Her voice, sharp and distant, cut through the silence.
"I hope you received the notice. Let it be clear that, as of today, I am no one to you. Stay away from me from this moment forward. There's no relationship between us anymore," she said, her words cold and final.
I clenched the phone tightly, my mind reeling, but I managed to ask her just one question. "What is this? And ,This is for what?"
Her response shook me to my core.
"I'm getting married next week," she said, her tone resolute. "I want to forget everything, sign the documents of annul this alliance, and let me live my life peacefully. I want to start over, to move on. Just let me go."
For a moment, I just stared blankly at the phone in my hand, my thoughts racing. The words "I'm getting married" kept echoing in my head, louder and louder, drowning out everything else. My gaze shifted to the envelope, now in Reevan's hand, as the weight of the situation fully sank in .
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Megha's POV :
The day had been hectic. I stepped out of the bathroom, freshly done, and my eyes immediately went to my husband, who was absorbed in something on his laptop. This man—completely robotic in nature—how could he have the audacity to keep working after such a long day?
I walked toward the mirror and asked him, "You still have energy left for this?"
Without even looking at me, he replied, "Just checking the mails."
After finishing my skincare routine, I went to bed and lay beside him. He looked at me and smiled, saying, "Done." He placed the laptop on the bedside table and lay down beside me. As I shifted toward him, I placed my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around him. I asked, "Why didn't you turn off the lamp?"
He wrapped his left arm around me and said, "Let it be for now." Then he started gently caressing my hand that rested on his stomach.
" Tired?" he asked.
I nodded lazily, replying, "Like hell."
He chuckled and pulled me closer. For a moment, I felt safe, close to him, like we were finding comfort in each other. But the feeling didn't last. As we lay there, too close to feel distant, I lightly brushed my hand near his jawline, moving even closer, pressing my lips to his cheek in a small kiss. I wanted to feel the connection, to bridge the gap I could sense between us. But just as I was about to lean in for more, he hesitated and said, "We should sleep now. It's already late, and you're tired."
The words hit me like a cold wave. His reluctance was evident, and it made something inside me twist painfully. He unwrapped his hand from around me and moved to turn off the lamp. I knew what was coming next. His avoidance, his hesitation—it was all too familiar.
I turned to the other side, closing my eyes, trying to push the knot in my chest away. It was becoming too much to bear. The constant distance between us, despite being so close physically, was suffocating.
Was he waiting for my consent? Was he so careful not to make me feel uncomfortable? I had thought he was just being considerate, waiting for me to be ready, but now it felt more like he was deliberately pulling away.
Later, I heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, and once again, I was left alone with my thoughts. It had been seven months since our second marriage, and while I had hoped that we were moving forward, something still felt off. We had stopped fighting, yes, but we also stopped connecting. We had settled into a quiet routine of respect and support, but something was missing.
I wanted to feel him close. I wanted us to grow together. But every time I tried to bridge the distance, he pulled away. The more I reached out, the more he created space between us. I couldn't understand why. Was he waiting for me to initiate everything? Or was it something else?
I heard him return to the bed, and through the mirror, I watched him come back. As his presence loomed in the room, a single tear escaped my eye. I wiped it away quickly, but it didn't stop the ache in my chest. It wasn't just sadness; it was the quiet frustration of being close but still so far apart.
I clenched the duvet tightly, trying to hold onto something, anything, that could make me feel anchored. But I couldn't. So, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, as the hollow feeling of distance between us grew larger.
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THEM TOGETOR
Arjun X Megha
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