There is lot of hustle bustle in the house of ex prime minister "prakash khanna ". The whole large hall is filled with people . Swetha khanna , the ex prime minister's wife is wandering in the hall  about the result followed by her younger son Ali khanna 

Ali: maa just relax and sit down , everything will be fine soon 

Swetha : i know everything will be fine and will be on our side , but its just.... leave it ,  u cant understand what i am feeling right now 

ali sighs and makes her sit 

ali : maa look at bhai , do u think ur son will lose ?

swetha looked at neil , her elder son who is busy with his community members corner of this larger hall, he is looking calm and confident , seeing him a smile appears on her face .

swetha : yeah u r right , my son can never lose anything .and am so damn sure that he is going to be our next prime minister , youngest prime minister of the world (she says squealing like a child making ali chuckle )

ali : that's like my baby , now just relax and wait to celebrate our victory which is going to happen in few minutes (swetha smiles at him broadly )

but there stood a soul standing in the middle of the hall who is deeply involved in her thoughts with an aching heart and equally aching legs she was none other than ex prime minister's elder "daughter in law" , wife of neil khanna 

Avni pov :

Everyone around the world are eagerly waiting for the results as they are waiting to know their future prime minister , there were many photographers , assistants of neil and ex prime minister, all the televisions inside the hall were set on different news channels , it showed the names of the candidates who were leading the vote , which was my husbands party .

neil worked so hard for this , for past three months , constant processions , campaigns , going from one city to another , it wasn't an easy task , i couldnt remember when was the last time we slept peacefully in each others arms , well i dont know about him but me being in his arms is my peace . 

he is my home , but i dont think it is vice versa , not think actually it is a known fact that he doesnt love me .

care ?? may be he cares at times , very very rarely though .

even like doesnt exists to him when it comes to me , let alone love 

but my stupid heart forgets this every single second and craves for his love , i cant even scold my heart now as it is with him now , he stole my heart and i am madly and completely in love with my so called lovable husband which he is not , may be he cares a little thats it .

the surroundings were pretty much in tension as the  results will be out in few minutes 

but here i am gulping the lump forming in throat every single second , i am standing in the centre of the hall looking at his calm posture , even though he was not dressed in his casual wear he looked more intimidating and powerful more than any day and any one in the room .

he is now looking at the tv and boom in few minutes our fate is going to be changed .

i know , i so know he will be the next prime minister and i will be the most happiest person in the world as he will get what he wanted all these years , but what about me ?

am i going to be happy ever ?

i know i will called as the prime minister's wife , but will be able to ..

my thoughts got interrupted as he came near me 

avni pov ends 

neil : avni ??? 

avni comes out of her thoughts and looks at him 

neil : u r shaking ? (holding her hand )

avni : nothing like that , it is just am tensed about results 

neil : u sure (he asks her again as he knows there is something more to it )

avni : i mean i am not able to believe ..

neil : u have to , i am going to be the next prime minister (he said arrogantly )

avni just nodded , she was about to say something when prakash calls neil

everyone looks at prakash 

prakash : come here 

neil goes to prakash and avni follows him 

avni pov : finally they announced of what i was loathing to hear so that his behaviour with me doesnt change , i was happy and confused and also my heart is aching for an unknown reason , i should control my heart beats , they are running as if they are in a race with each other in olympics because , well now i am "the wife of prime minister neil khanna ", which i didn't care about , all i want is , he shouldn't change his behaviour towards me , al i want is some care and love from him , not as much as i give me him but a little , is it too much to ask ??

may be it is for him (sighing sadly controlling tears )

well well well it is just an introduction to our new story , i hope u enjoyed it

hey guys i hope u will like this story as u liked and encouraged my other stories 

i am so sorry as i couldnt update my on going story " the love she deserved " all these months 

but i will be updating from next week 

plse plse bare with me 

love u all