Rashmi's POV

"So you never went back home after your accident?"

I asked Aryan we were at my office.

"No, there were so many memories, so many people I knew but forgot about, my parents thought it was better if I just went away until I remember everything instead of burdening myself with all of this"

"Ok so let's talk about the memories you got back"

"Well I remembered my girlfriend, that was a big step"

"Girlfriend?"

"Sweety....I was dating her before the accident but I kind of forgot about her and she came here looking for me so I slowly started remembering everything about our relationship, but then I had Anaya so we apparently broke up and now she is happily married"

"So you had any memory of her when she showed up at your doorstep?"

"Yes actually, there was a small unclear memory, but then when she started living with us I started remembering her"

"OK, ok" I said writing down all the information.

"Anything else you wanna know?"

"Have you ever considered going back home and meeting with your parents trying to slowly remember your old life?"

"I forgot half of my life but, I know I am in no way attached to my parents, I just wanna stay away from them for a while at least"

"But then what if they have some important information about your past?"

"I don't care what happened in the past, Anaya is my future and nothing else matter to me now"

I felt shiver running up my spine.

"That's all for today I will see you at the next session"

I somehow managed to say, he stood up and left.

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I couldn't get out Aryans words from my mind, how can he say he doesn't care about his past? Or should I say our past? I can understand that he lost his memory but how can he not care about even remembering all the time we spend together? The day we first met.....

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_Flashback_

The whole week I had cried and cried till my eyes were sore I refused to eat properly and take care of myself yet I am standing here wearing a wedding lehengha with tears in my eyes all set to marry a complete stranger and let him decide how the rest of my life would be.

"It's time" My cousin sister said coming in.

I stood up and went with her drying off my tears, was I such a big burden to my parents that they had to literally force me to leave them? Walking down the aisle I saw him for the first time he looked more nervous and confused than me, I went near him, we looked at each other and smiled and the wedding ceremonies began, I was ok during the wedding functions it was during the time of my Vidai when I was supposed to leave my home forever that the sadness sank in again, my mom cried as she hugged me goodbye, I stayed stiff and emotionless I was relieved to go away from my parents because they had betrayed my trust, the journey to his house was silent, after reaching his home the functions was all a blur, I was sad I wanted to cry out loud again but I held it in, soon it was time for the wedding night, I changed into a violet Saree, I entered our room, it was beautifully decorated but I felt horrible, I sat on the bed and started crying I let all the pain go through my tears, suddenly I heard the door getting locked, I wiped my tears he came and sat on the bed silently there was this awkward silence for what felt like an eternity.

"This is so crazy yaar" He finally spoke.

"What?" I asked.

"Obviously both of us didn't wanted to get married, we don't even know each other still our parents forced us into this, you might have wanted to be with a better guy because you are really gorgeous but now you are stuck with me and you are crying and I am so stupid that I don't even know how to console you" He said in one breath.

I blinked a few times.

"At least you are honest" I said shrugging my shoulders.

He looked at me.

"And it's not like I wanted to marry someone else, it's just that I just had one more year of collage left and I wanted to get my own job and you know work for a few years before getting married.......and one day my parents just come to me and is like surprise you are getting married so get out and I am like what the fuck and now I am crying like an idiot on my wedding day which was supposed to be the most happiest day of my life by the way......I am sorry" I said.

"You should not apologize for your emotions, you can go to college by the way I will talk to my parents about that don't worry" He said.

"Thank you" I said smiling.

"It's not that you asked but I am Aryan by the way"

I laughed.

"Rashmi"

I said and we shook hands. That's how our married life began. We spend some time with each other, it was really awkward at the beginning but we slowly became friends and somewhere around the line we fell in love.

_Flashback Ends_

Everything was perfect maybe too perfect, maybe that's why I didn't see it coming.

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Tbh I had no plans of updating today what so ever but tia_dreams told me that it was the one year anniversary of Luka Chuppi and I was like that totally calls for an edit so I just took my laptop wrote the chapter made this edit so thank her for this one.