"A grief without a pang,void,dark and drear .

A stiff drowsy unimpassioned grief.

Which finds no natural outlet.

In word ,sigh or test......"

Days started turning into weeks and weeks into month but my husband's coldness towards me didn't budge and I decided to adapt myself to live like

a trophy wife.

We never shared a word . Sometimes I wonder how we were living under the same roof but neither I nor he knew anything about each other or our life.

Like my husband ,my in laws parents had been avoided me like a non living object except Grandpa and Andy but even their comforting company didn't fill the hollowness of my heart.

I too deserved a married life in which my husband shower his care and affection on me .

It was another afternoon same like other days .Andy went to her college.Firstly I wanted to visit my Mom and brother but later dropped that idea as whenever I meet her ,it was very hard for me to hide the happy facade of my troubled married life.

I was sitting on the garden swing with a hopeless romantic novel in my lap.Fortunately the day was shiny and pleasant warm breeze was brushing my skin .

I really missed this weather as this country has an extreme cold climate unlike of Jaipur.I put on a grey warm sweater and pyjamas with socks .

If my mother in law would have seen me,she had taunted me for my shaggy appearance but I can't dolled up for all the time .I don't feel easy in those skin kissing and barely long dresses.

"Pride and Prejudice..aha you have a taste for epics.."a distinct familiar voice hit my ears.

I snapped back to look at the person,

he was my brother in law who appeared there out of blue as this man never came across my way .

"Hey..."I slowly chipped not knowing what to say .It was our first conversation after my marriage.

"You don't mind sitting me here...?"he pointed at the vacant space beside me.I nodded my head sightly.

"Hmm..it seems you love to spend time with books..if you want..I suggest you to check archive no. 9 in the library...it has all the best romantic works of all time.."he said squatting beside me.

"Not really it just..I have no other jobs.."I shrugged my shoulders but he caught the gloom behind my smile.

I got the chance to observe him properly for the first time.He resembled his mother's race opposite to his siblings .

His eyes are caramel brown with same chocolate hairs and a chiseled body of a Greek God.I felt jealous of him as he has more charming personality than my husband . Perhaps he was same of my age.

"Can I ask you something..?"he fidgeted with his cell phone.

"Yeah.."I hummed.

"Why don't you resume your college.Grandpa told that you didn't get the chance to get the graduate degree.."he said.

I felt embarrassed .He didn't mean

to hurt my sentiments but it hit me where it pains the most.My poverty again proved the reason of the mockery resulting fresh tears in

my eyes.

"Hey..I am sorry..please stop crying."he said with concern passing his handkerchief to me.

I quickly grabbed it and wiped my tears.

"I want to be independent to take up my responsibilities but what about Grandpa and Mom Dad..and specially Mr. Shekhawat..."I didn't know why revealed my deep buried wish to him

"This is it...?"he laughed .

"It's not a joke..?"I glared at him.

"Hey sissy leave everything to me..you know my parents hardly bother about their own kids' personal affairs then you're barely a stranger to them .They won't even ask if you leave the house.."he said .

The awkwardness in the air started vanishing with our conversation.

"And Mr. Shekhawat...?Will he appreciate my decision "I hesitated .I was asking about my husband's likes and dislikes from his brother when it should be me .

"My brother never wanted a marriage chaos..he is compelled to marry you when he eloped himself with..."he stopped sensing my discomfort.

"He isn't wrong Abbey it is the circumstances.."I defended him though he was my guilty.

"Sissy you're a shekhawat now one

of us..so you have all the rights to enjoy the life and freedom like rest of us and trust me nobody is going to question you ..."he squeezed my palms.

"Thank you so much Abbey..for accepting me"I was overwhelmed getting a brotherly warmth from him.I always wished for an elder brother who would stand for me.

"Are you free in the evening...?"

he asked.

"Haha..I think you know the answer..we have loads of servants to carry out our orders.. so basically I sit idle throughout the day.."I chuckled .

"Wanna join me for a brother sister dinner at my favorite place..?"he insisted.I didn't want to break his heart so I nodded my head in affirmation.

"If you want ,you can take your brother with us.. the young fellow too need to explore the city..."he suggested .This idea spread a hundred watt smile on my lips.

"Okay..I'll ring him.He will be very happy .."I said.

I never knew my drunkard brother in law could be a wonderful person with humoristic nature.He took me to other nearby places .I must say it was the best day of my one month old stay in the country.He isn't a bad guy it just he need someone who lead him

on right path.I thought I could

play that role.

It was probably nine in the night when we came back to the castle after dropping my brother to their house.We were bantering about a weird man ,we saw in the restaurant and I was laughing the way Abbey was imitating him but my laughter died as I witnessed my husband glaring at us .His eyes were fire red .

"Hey sissy..I will see you tomorrow.."Abbey gave me a side hug and moved towards the elevator.I cursed him for his kind yet stupid act which added more fuel to the anger

of his brother.

"Hey brother good night.."Abbey bade him while passing by him only to receive a hard glare from hie elder brother.

I couldn't understand the relationship the duo shared as Randhir is a caring and possessive brother for Andy as I've seen many times but how he could treat an amazing soul like Abbey .He was way too rude .

His face turned to me with the same intense rage as well as unexpressed jealously .I tried to ignore him . Quickly I made my way to the elevator but he was swift.Everything happened so fast that I didn't realize when he blocked me between elevator door and himself.His hands made a barrier on my each side.

"Where have you two been..?"his jot breath fell on my ear and neck causing goosebumps erupting on

my skin.Our bodies were hell close.My heart pounded madly with our closeness.

Slowly I dared to raise my eye lashes .I found him staring at me with indecipherable emotions but I could see one of them.It was the jealously of a husband who saw his wife with another man no matter he was his own brother.

The marriage meant nothing to him then all of a sudden the possessive husband awakened in him when he clearly stated that we have nothing to do with each other.

He pushed me more on then wall with such force that our frames plastered .

"He took me..for ..dinner.."I stuttered not able to match his eyes.

"Why...?"Another inquiry lavied on me which irked me.

"I get bored sitting idly in the house all the time so he asked me to join hum for a dinner "I struggled for breath ,"With my brother too.."I added so that his doubts couldn't get

a booster.

"Don't you dare to go out with him..again..the consequences won't be favorable for you.."he said in commanding tone and I felt knot

in my stomach.

"He..is..like a brother..to me.."I blurred like a stupid woman .I was testing his patience.

"Whatever..but keep it in your mind..okay"he hushed in my ear while his hand left the wall.

"I am..sorry .."I spurred like a timid kitten though it was wrong that he dominated me with no means of decency yet his little gesture bloomed a faint hope inside my heart that one day our marriage will get its soul

.... The Love.

He stepped back giving me the space to walk away .With giddy steps I turned to elevator and pressed the button .I sensed him still behind me.Suddenly my eyes fell on my dress which merely reached til my knees . Thus I understood the whole matter.

He didn't like other men to cast their eyes upon my revealed body.