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Maybe in another timeline, things would be different.”

“MJ weds Kiara.”

Dherya read the name on the invitation card given to her by her sister Kiara. Kiara was very excited and felt blessed to be getting married to MJ, her childhood crush—the boy whom she had hesitated to call brother, whom she refused to tie Rakhi to (an Indian thread tied only to your brother or someone you consider your brother; once tied, the brother has to protect his sister from evil eyes and danger).

“Di, I’m so happy! Finally, MJ and I are getting married. You know how much I’ve been waiting for this day to come… and finally it has come. Di, I never thought MJ would ever love me. It’s a miracle for me, Di.”

“Kiara… I can understand. You got the man you have dreamed of all these years, and I’m so happy for you.”

MJ was standing at the doorframe, his eyes on Dherya—the girl whom he loved from his high school days. Dherya and MJ had totally fallen in love during their school time. No one ever thought both would end up like this… life isn’t a story where every love story ends happily together.

“MJ, let’s go shopping. You know I have many things to buy. Di, are you coming with us?”

“No, I have artwork. You guys go. After all, it’s your marriage, right?”

“Alright, wait MJ, I’m going to change my dress…”

She left for her room to change her clothes.

MJ came near Dherya, his eyes still on her.

“You are a good actor. I thought you would lose control and let all your tears fall. I think I was wrong—you don’t have any tears… you’re so strong, Miss Dherya.”

MJ taunted her, his eyes filled with tears. He didn’t want to marry Kiara; he had always seen Kiara as his little sister. What kind of fate brought things to this path?

“Yes, you’re right. I don’t have any tears in my eyes; they are all dry… why would I cry after all? Were we really that close to each other? MJ, did you think I would cry for a man who is not my type? And Kiara is happy with you what more could I want? My sister’s happiness is much more important than mine.”

“And mine? Did you ever think? How will I live without you?”

“MJ, don’t make a scene here. We already broke up when Kiara came into your life. We broke up not because of Kiara… but because of you. Now get out of my place.”

“Oh, I came to say sorry to you… I did.”

“That’s too late…”

Dherya’s eyes were straight on MJ. She was angry, and MJ was sad.

Kiara’s footsteps came into the room. “MJ, what happened?”

“Nothing, we were just talking about art.”

“Oh, that’s such boring stuff. Let’s go.”

She held MJ’s hand and dragged him towards herself. Both disappeared from the room, leaving Dherya standing alone.

She lost control, and tears fell down from her eyes.

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