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SANA POV

I was packing up my stuff when Dad walks inside my room. He looks devestated and tired after all the drama that happened downstairs. I still can't believe my mother was such a bitch; who destroyed our life and family.

He sits on bed, "Sana, please don't go. Please. I beg you. Don't leave me alone here."

"Dad please I need to go from here. I feel saffocated here all the time." I tell him, putting some t-shirts into my luggage bag with anger.

"Baby, I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll try to be the father you deserve. I will try to be a better Dad for you. Just give me one chance. Please." He begs crying.

I'm feeling pain seeing him in pain. Seeing him crying. But I can't do anything. There was a time when I used to cry and beg him to stay home with me. To spend time with me. To play with me. But he never listen to me. He always left me behind what was important for him. His work. So I'll do the same. I'll go with Sidharth who is waiting for me downstairs giving death glare to my so-called ex mother.

"I'm sorry Dad. But I need to go. Because I live without Sidharth. And I know you won't accept him. So there's no meaning of staying here. And all these arguments. I have made my mind already." I told him being honest.

"This is not done. Sana, he is way too old for you. Fifteen years age gap is not a joke. You both are very different." He argues.

I took a pause from my packing and sit beside him. We need a heart to heart talk. A real talk. Where we both come to a truce on our situation.

"No Dad. We are the same. Yes, we have a huge age difference between us. But we are happy together. We love each other. We can't live without each other. And he is a good man. And you know that."

"I do. He is a good man. I agree. But, Sana. Umhm!"

"What is it Dad? Why are you so stressed up?" I can tell he have some different issue with my relationship with Sidharth. But I can't guess.

"You're not getting my point Sana. He is too old for you. Have you ever thought about future? Marriage? Kids? All these?"

"Of course. I did. He did. We both did. So? What's your point?"

He sighed and shakes his head, "You are not getting it Sana. You are just 21 now. And He is 36. 36 is not a small number."

"I know. What can I do now if he is 36? Now?" I am not getting his point.

"Baby. As much as it looks good and easy but it's not. Sana you're just 21. You are still a kid. You can wait for at least for 6 to 7 years for marriage and baby. But he can't wait for that long to have a family. He is 36. At this age he is supposed to get married and have kids. Now. Like right now. But you. You can't give him that commitment and kids. Are you understanding my point? It's complicated. Way too complicated for you both."

Oh fucking hell! Why he have to overthinking everything now. I quickly take a look at my room's door.

"What are you looking for?"

"Nothing." Thank God Sidharth didn't heard it. He is not here.

"Dad. Thanks for your concern for us. For me. But you don't need to worry about me in this. If he wants to get married now I'll marry him. If he wants a baby now I'll give him."

"Sana???"

"I know I am sounding like a crazy girl here. Because I'm crazy Dad. I am crazy for him. And you have to accept it the way it is. Please. Let us be the way we are. Don't put your thoughts into his mind. Because if he backs out from our relationship for it. I think I might do something with me. For losing him. Please. Don't. Make it difficult."

"Sana? Baby have you lost your mind? How could you think about hurting yourself? Never do that. Never ever. Even if that asshole hurt you ever. Understand?" He scolds me like a normal father do for the very first time. It felt good. Seeing him worrid for me.

"He won't hurt me Dad." I have faith in him. "He won't."

"I hope so. But if he do. I'll.."

"Don't finish that line." I warn him

"Kill him."

"I told you not to do that." I can't believe him.

"I'm a father. A protective one." He smirks

"Yeah! Dad, if you truly love me then don't sue him please. It will affect his career. I really love him a lot Dad. I can't live without him. So is he."

"Will see about that. And, I'm sorry for being such an asshole. This house. My money everything is yours. Only yours Sana. You're my only daughter." He pulls me for a hug.

I couldn't resist but hug him back. He is not a bad person. Just a victim of my mother's act of disloyalty.

"I will miss you Dad." I meant it

"Then don't go."

I quickly broke the hug, "Dad?"

"What?" I couldn't help but smile seeing him act innocent.

"I'll really miss you."

"I'll miss you more." He kiss my forehead.

"Divorce her please. She destroyed our life."

"I'll. Don't worry." He nods.

"And Surbhi?"

"I'll take care of that gold digger. Don't worry."

I laughed. "Gold digger."

"She is."

"Yes. She is." I couldn't agree more. "But dad don't kill her. I know she is a bitch but still she is a mother. I don't want Diya to live a life without her."

He smiles, "I won't kill her. Don't worry."

"Thanks."

He nods. "I'm proud of you. For saying that."

"I'm not heartless Dad." I smirk

"I know you have a beautiful big heart. Let's go."

"Yeah." I quickly grabbed Pinku in my arms as Dad grabbed my bags.

I walked down with Dad when I saw Sidharth was talking with Mum about me.

"Please take care of her." She requests him.

Mum will stay here. Someone needs to be here to look after Dad. As my sperm donor mother will be kicked out from this house soon. But I promised her I'll come here to take her before going to UK.

"I will. She is my responsibility now. Don't worry."

"Sidharth." I say drawing their attention to us.

"Yes." He nods then look at Dad. "Don't worry Mr. Gill I'll take good care of your daughter."

Dad didn't say anything. He stays quiet.

"Come Sana. It's time to go our home." I smile on his word 'our'

"Yes."

"Sidharth." Dad called out from behind as we reached near the door.

He turns to face Dad. So did I. "Yes. Mr. Gill?"

"If you hurt my daughter,"

"Dad! Stop it." He has gone mad.

"Let him talk Sana. He is your father. He have full right to warn me."

I roll my eyes listening his words. Here I'm trying to protect him but he is whatever.

"If you hurt my daughter Sidharth, then I'll haunt you down and kill you. For real."

I shake my head is disbelief. "Dad?"

"What? I need to make sure no one gets hurt in future." He shrugs.

"Whatever!"

"Sure. Sir." Sidharth says face me, "Your family is very dangerous. You all just think about killing people."

"Yeah. That's true. Just me and my Dad. I think I got this from him." I giggle.

"Kind of." He nods.

"I can hear you Sidharth."

"Fuck! Let's go princess."

"Princess? Huh?"

"Dad. Stop it." I couldn't help but laugh.

Sidharth pulls me out of the house in hurry feeling mortified.

"That was fun!" I say laughing.

"Don't laugh." He warns me in anger as we reached to our car.

"Now what?" I am confused. "Why are you angry right now?"

He didn't say anything just keep my bags in the car trunk with anger. I'm not understanding why is he so angry suddenly.

"Please talk?"

"Get in the car Sana."

"No. I won't. Until or unless you tell me why are you so upset on me? Are you upset about what Dad said? I'm sorry about that. He won't kill you." I say being totally clueless.

He shut the trunk with force taking out his anger and irritation.

"What?" I am confused.

"Let's go home then talk."

"No. Let's talk then go home. I don't want anything negative in our life Sidharth. Please tell me what have I done?" I beg.

"Fine." He sounds irritated. "Why didn't you tell me about all these before?"

"Are you hurt?"

"Are you serious?" He sounds offended.

"Of course you're." I'm so stupid. He would definitely be upset. It's a serious thing which I didn't tell him before. "I'm sorry."

"I don't need your apology Sana. I'm just hurt that you didn't tell me about this before. Means you don't trust me." He is badly hurt.

Fuck!

"It's... Can we talk in the garden?" I ask eyeing the driver who is looking at us weirdly.

"Yeah." He nods and walks towards the garden area. I followed him behind.

"I'm sorry that I made you feel that way. But it's not true. I trust you. The thing is Sidharth, it really hurts me when I bring it up. I had faced a terrible time in my life. For a long time. Two years. I had nightmares. Everyday. I was vulnerable and broken. Badly. By everything and everyone. Just Divya mom was with me. Beside me. She helped me to heal. I even started to call her Divya mom from that time. Before I used to call her Divya aunty. I'm sorry for doing this to you. You really means a lot to me. And you know that. Right?"

"I do." He nods. "But it hurts that I got to know about this today like this. When you are leaving everything behind for me. I am both hurt and guilty."

"I know. It was weird." I nod. " But don't feel guilty. I am happy with my decision. Are you happy with my decision?"

"Of course I am." He smiles and pulls me for a hug. "I was shocked actually. I never thought someone could love me so much."

"I do."

"I know. And I'm very lucky to have you." He breaks the hug and holds me from my shoulder. "I promise, you won't regret choosing me. I'll love you a lot. And I'll try to give you the best. I'm capable of. Giving."

"I know." I trust him.

"I promise." He kiss my forehead assuring me. "Let's go home Princess."

"Yes. Home sweet home." I beam happily hoping for a better and bright future of us. Together.

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"Sidharth? What fuck are you doing?" I can't believe this man. He left me outside and locked himself inside. And God knows what the fuck is he doing for last half an hour.

"Sidharth people are looking at me weirdly! Please open the fucking door?" I look at them in irritation, "What? Any drama going on here?"

"No."

"Then, go get a life. Fuckers." I am so irritated right now. I can kill someone here.

Shameless fuckers are still here.

"Oh! For God's sake leave!" They finally left in hurry seeing my outburst.

"Sidharth? Open the door and let me in?" I yell again.

No response.

"Just tell me, What are you doing?"

Again no response from him.

"Fuck!" I kicked his door out of frustration and to my surprise I heard a crack sound of the door opening.

"Finally!" I beam. Then gasp as he fully opened the door for me.

"What the fuck is this?" I asked him, looking at the arrangement he did for me.

There's a glass filled with rice. And a path is made with powder which lead to our bedroom. This is crazy.

"Umm! I'm trying to welcome you traditionally." He chuckles nervously moreover embarrassed I guess.

"Aww!" My eyes became moist seeing his gesture. Grand and weird gesture.

"That's really sweet of. I loved it." I say giggling.

I'm confused. I don't know what to do. I never attended the wedding before. And I don't know what to do with all these rice filled glass and powder paths.

"Come in. Please." He smiles nervously making me feel more nervous and giggle.

"Aren't you supposed to be with me here?" I ask guessing.

"Oh! Fuck. Yes." He laughs nervously and comes out and stands beside me.

"What I have to do now?" I ask pointing the rice filled glass.

"Kick it." I was about to kick it hard but he stopped me. "But not like football kick. A gentle one. With your right legs toe. Okay?"

"Okay." I nod and did as he said. I fall nicely. The rice sprade all over the floor. God knows who will clean it now. I guess Sidharth.

"Now? What?"

"Walk through this path." He laughs feeling embarrassed.

"Okay." I giggle and walk though it carefully as the powder is slippery and I can fall hard and get hurt by it.

Sidharth quickly take my bags inside and locked the door behind and took a deep breath to realx himself. He just did a stunt here. He welcomed his girlfriend at his house with grand manner. Like the post marriage way.

"That was good. Huh?" He asks walking to me

"Yes! It was." Actually it was. I wasn't expecting him to do something special like this for my welcome. "Thank you."

"Ah! Don't thank me." He shrugs smiling nervously

"Are you embarrassed by it?"

"A little. I mean, I was embarrassed thinking you might find it cringe or something. So. You liked it right?" He smiles nervously

"Of course. I loved it Sidharth. And," I locked my arms around his neck and kiss his cheeks one by one.

I look into his eyes smiling big, "It was not cringe. It was beautiful and thoughtful. And, I'm overwhelmed. I loved it so much that now I'm disappointed that you didn't decorate our bedroom for our first night." I winked making him laugh, and relax.

"Glad you liked it."

"No. I loved it." I correct him immediately

"Yes. Of course you loved it." He bend down and took my lips for a long and passionate kiss.

"I love you Princess."

"I love you more, Sidharth."

"I know." We both smiled looking into each other's eyes for a few moments and I know what's coming next.

"Bed or couch?"

"Bed."

He is quick to take me in his strong arms and throw me on bed. We are quick to remove our clothes then we are all over us. Kissing, licking, nibbling, sucking, biting every inch of our skin and fucking for hours to celebrate our new beginning together.

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