Anika's Pov

We were back home the next day on Sunday, but Shivaay seemed pretty busy. He had been spending so much time on his laptop and wouldn't even tell me what was going on. His behavior was really frustrating, so I decided to ignore him.

I was reading a book, when he walked into a room to grab a life and then immediately walked out, without sparking me a glance. I didn't like it when he was so deep into his work. Sometimes I just wanted him to relax. Shivaay was literally the definition of a workaholic.

I tiptoed to the lounge room, where he was sitting with Dadi. He was showing her something out of the file, which made her smile. But then that smile vanished and she looked at him for a moment. Before, caressing his cheek. A second later, she kissed his forehead and held Shivaay's hand.

Why were they acting so emotional? I stood there watching them look at each other. It almost seemed like he had asked Dadi for something she couldn't really agree on.

“Dadi, I'm still your Shiv, this has nothing to do with her”, he said while squeezing her hand and a small smile formed on her face.

“I know. She's angel like, I wouldn't ever think like that about that poor girl”, she whispered and I don't know why, but my heart ached in that moment.

I walked back into our room and sat down, trying to figure out about what they were talking. But I couldn't find anything. Was he thinking of divorcing me? But he said he loved me.

No, that possibly couldn't have been true. Or maybe he did want to leave. I still wasn't good enough for him. Nor did I match his status and taste in any way. All kinds of thoughts started going around in my mind, forming a havoc inside.

I stood up and left for a walk. Well, he had been ignoring me for the whole day, even though we seemed fine just yesterday. Was it possible for someone to change this instantly? But I trusted Shivaay. And he would never do something so cruel to me.

I didn't know what to think anymore. There was a fight going on between logic and irrationality. It was hard to believe that he could leave me. I was aware of the fact that I had insecurities, but when he was with me and looked me into the eye, they all vanished into thin air. He made me feel confident.

And he forced me to feel that way, no matter if he was with me or not. Shivaay was helping me become a better person. I doubted he'd do something like that to me. But he was acting suspicious today.

What was he hiding and why couldn't he just tell me? I walked back inside. My eyes wandered everywhere, looking for him but he was nowhere to be found. Dadi was still sitting in front of the TV, so I decided to talk to her.

“Dadi, where is Shivaay?”, I asked her, taking a seat and she looked at me before shaking her head.

“You're always talking about him, even though I was your first friend here”, she acted as if she was offended. I chuckled at her cuteness.

“You know, Dadi, you're more important than him”

She smiled and patted my hair, I tested my head on her shoulder and we watched Tv for the rest of the time. After an hour or so, Shivaay walked in. He looked at me and Dadi, which made his eyes twinkle.

I walked over to him and grabbed his hand. Glancing back at Dadi, who luckily wasn't looking at us, I pulled him up. He looked at me confused, while I just glared at him. He had the audacity to ignore me the whole day and then act like nothing was going on.

“Why are you ignoring me?”, I asked him and Shivaay raised his eyebrow. I rolled my eyes at him.

“I'm not?”, sometimes he really mad me want to pull out my hair. It was frustrating being with him at times. I looked at him with a deadly glare. He sighed, before his hands found their way to my waist. Before he could touch it, I slapped his hand away and he pouted in response.

“Honey?”, he furrowed his brows and pouted at me. As much as this sight made butterflies erupt in my stomach, I tried to play it off cool and looked away.

Shivaay stepped closer and positioned his face in the crook of my neck, pressing a soft kiss against it. I still didn't look at him.

“Don't be mad”, he whispered in a soft voice. And suddenly I found myself falling weak. That was such a manipulative act!

“You didn't miss me today, so why acting all lovey-dovey now?”, maybe I sounded petty, but I couldn't give a shit at that time.

“I had stuff to take care of”, he looked at me and I just couldn't ignore the reasonable side of mine. He was a grown man and had to look after so many things. And I was supposed to support him, not distract him.

I took a deep breath, before turning my head to me. Forming a smile on my face, I said.

“It's okay”

Shivaay didn't say anything for the next minute. He just looked me in the eye. And I had no idea what he was trying to do, but then he placed his lips on mine and I didn't care anymore.

“I'm sorry. I won't ignore you anymore. Sometimes, I just get really pulled into work. I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I love you, okay?”, he mumbled and my heart warmed up.

I pecked his lips and showed him a real smile. His face lit up and suddenly, he was pulling me closer to him.

“That's my girl”, he grinned, making me cheeks heat up. I knew, I looked like a tomato, so I buried my head into his chest and he just chuckled.

“By the way, get ready. We're moving out”, he said and my eyes widened. I pulled back and looked at him, shocked to the core.

What?
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Ugh, how I stan a healthy couple.

Amna xx