I was resting on the couch and he was busy working on his laptop. Mom didn't allow him to go out so he started working from home.

I saw the coffee machine near the bar corner of the room, he is working for so long I thought to give him something and decided to make coffee for him.

I made two mugs of nice hot coffee. I took his mug and walked toward him.

"Eeshan I made coffee for you," I said nervously. He grimaced at me.

He threw the coffee which made it fall into my hand.

"Eeshaan why did you do this," I asked him in brittle. I covered my hand with my saree's end where coffee was spilled. It was burning so much because of this freaking jerk.

"you know the reason very well still you are asking okay... lemme remind you because you fucking said yes to this fucking ridiculous marriage," he growled at me. And tears started to fall from my eyes.

"If we can't be considerate with each other then how can we live together in the future." I cried said to the jerk.

" I don't have any thought of being polite with you and you don't have to be concerned about me, and I don't care what you do here and try to be invisible when you are here," he growled.

"I understood... I'll stay as if I'm not here," I said in soft brittles wiping my tears off.

I walked out of the room and heard Anika talking on her phone.

"What I'm saying is... No matter how I look at this, it seems like a fake wedding." Anika said.

"Yeah, of course, Bhai wanted to marry tia but she is in Pune. Now you only think Why would he like to marry an ugly duckling who isn't even his type?"

"Yeah, you said it right she is like a typical Indian housewife."

I'm hurt by her awful behavior and they are letting me know that I committed a big mistake.

I ran into the kitchen and sat on the floor leaning on one of the cupboards.

Only on the first day of our marriage, I got to know my place.

"The stars in my Galaxy are drowned in tears."

I wiped my tears which were flowing continuously.

" pihu... Tum ro kyu rhi ho kya hua hai" I got startled and looked up and saw Rehan look tense, he came near me.

(Pihu.. why are you crying, did something happened)

"Voh... Voh mere hath per garam coffee gir gyi thi toh voh jal rha hai" I stuttered.

(Actually, the hot coffee fall on my hand and its burning)

"Pihu dhyan se kaam kara karo dekho Kitna zada laal hogya hai aao idhar mere sath" he said and took me towards the kitchen sink and poured cold water on my hand.

(Pihu, you should have done it carefully, see how red it is, come with me)

"tum living room me baitho me first aid kit lekar atta hoon"

(You sit in the living room, I'm coming there with the first aid kit)

"rehan theek ho jaye ga first Aid ki zaroorat nhi hai" I softly said.

(Rehaan it's okay, no need for first aid kit)

"Nhi tum chalo... Meh aa rha hoon na lekar" I looked into his green eyes and nodded my head.

(No, you go, I'm coming)

I went in the living room and sat on the sofa.

Eeshan came in now what will he do why did he came here. He glared at me. I stood up from the sofa.

"baitho wahi per" he said in his high-pitched voice. I looked at him then he came and grabbed my burnt hand, and we both sit on the sofa and this fucking man applied the cream on the burnt place.

(Sit there only)

Gosh did he really applied the medicine or am I'm dreaming?

"Abhi bhi jal rha hai," he asked.

(Is it still burning)

Of, course you idiot, but I said "No its better now"

Rehan came with the medicine. I looked at him.

" I think I'm late" he said then looked at eshaan and they both were glaring at each other.

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