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Five Weeks

Five Weeks

Author:Shruti Omar



Anahita Maurya is the modern image of independent, liberated girl with an equally modern family background. Despite this, she is betrothed to her father's best friend's son, Yuvraaj, who knows nothing but to get under her skin. She clearly despised his presence in her life and adamantly employs all the devices to get out of his vice clasp. Even if this means getting a boyfriend and defiant her family. Now, she has successfully involved herself in a relationship and Yuvraaj has chosen the exact moment to turn her world upside down. From persuasion to rebellion, all the measures have been plied. Finally, headstrong and ball breaking Anahita decides to elope on the eve of her wedding. Except, her boyfriend never turns up.

<p data-p-id="8d3c6184c812185809375d798d20c0c5"><em>Five Weeks. Thirty five Days. Eight forty hours. Fifty thousand four hundred minutes. Thirty lakh twenty four thousand seconds of endurance and then I will be able to freely fly in the vast welkin like a </em><em>bird.</em>

<p data-p-id="390ee94744f0bd967afdcc16e51e23b3">"Remember this marriage is out of convenience. You've to stay strong." Anahita reminded herself unscrewing her earrings and dropped them on the vanity table beside the pool of her bangles.

<p data-p-id="ab1e970f6078a9acc18c320fd0336c78">With a creak, the bedroom door unbarred and she raised her thick lashed eyes to the mirror again. Her lips - full and luscious, painted in red - stretched up in a faux smile when he stepped inside. How could she not feel his presence and the scorching warmth that filled the void of the room instantly. Pair of warm, grey eyes - sparkling pool of liquid silver as she preferred to view them - examined the whole room before zeroing his wandering vision on the mirror and they shined in delight.

<p data-p-id="267eb4f3b17405c1b7a25a0806870820">'<em>A few days of pretension and I'll be out of </em><em>this.</em>' She mused, coyly smiling now and embraced his gaze with hers, working on to unfix the heavy piece of jewelry around her slender neck.

<p data-p-id="9c28d0526253bd5161b5020ed389388f"><em>When in Rome do as Romans do. </em>Her rational mind advised.

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<p data-p-id="73360fd629c9be08e3651d0eab2d9f9b"><strong>New story *Fingers crossed*</strong><br /><strong>Hope you'll like this.</strong><br /><strong>Thoughts on the sneak peak?</strong><br /><strong>Do votes and comments please :D</strong>