LOVE AFTER DIVORCED
Love After Forced Marriage – Episode 26
Theme: {melting his anger.}
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Karan entered the room to find Samara seated on the bed, frowning with her arms crossed around her breast. Her face was dark, and her eyes flashed with anger.
“What’s wrong, why did you leave the dining like that?” Karan asked.
Samara ignored him, her gaze fixed on the wall.
“I am talking to you,” Karan said, his voice firm but gentle.
“Just leave me alone, Karan. Why not go and enjoy dinner with your ex-wife?”
“I still don’t understand why you’re angry.”
“Seriously, when did you become so close to Arya? You were never with her like this. What changed? Don’t tell me you’re already having feelings for her.”
Karan sighed tiredly, his eyes filled with frustration. He shook his head and left the room, ignoring Samara’s nagging.
Days flew by, followed by weeks. Karan and Arya’s friendship continued to blossom, but it started to bother Samara. Rohan, too, was affected, as he kept receiving photos of Karan and Arya together, laughing and chatting. But he never let Arya know about it.
The day of Samara and Karan’s engagement party arrived. Everyone was busy preparing the place, and Samara was getting dressed in her room with the help of her mom and Karan’s mom.
Meanwhile, Karan stood in his balcony, lost in thought as he stared at Arya, who was helping out with the preparations. His eyes were fixed on her.
Rohan arrived at the party with Abhi, and his eyes met Karan’s. He saw the way Karan was gazing at Arya, and he sighed, his heart heavy.
Arya saw Rohan and rushed to him, her face lighting up with a bright smile. They hugged each other, and Rohan’s eyes met Karan’s again. This time, Karan looked away, his expression guilty.
Rohan and Arya went inside, chatting and laughing together, while Karan remained on the balcony, lost in his thoughts.
The engagement party was in full swing, with vibrant colors and lively music filling the air. Karan and Samara sat down facing each other, surrounded by their family and friends.
As they began to exchange the rings, Samara’s eyes beamed with excitement. She was radiant in her traditional Indian attire, her smile bright and joyful.
Karan, on the other hand, seemed subdued. His eyes went through the motions, but his heart wasn’t in it. Secretly, he was stealing gazes at Arya, who stood close to Rohan, her beauty shining in the crowd.
Rohan noticed Karan’s gaze and felt a pang in his heart. His eyes met Karan’s, and for a moment, they locked in a silent understanding. Rohan’s heart felt heavy, his emotions conflicted.
As Karan placed the ring on Samara’s finger, she let out a delighted squeal. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, but Karan’s eyes drifted back to Arya.
Arya, oblivious to Karan’s gaze, smiled and clapped along with the others. Rohan, however, couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss. He glanced at Karan, then at Arya, his heart filled with a sense of foreboding.
As the ceremony came to a close, Samara leaned in to kiss Karan, her eyes shining with happiness. Karan’s eyes, however, seemed distant, his mind elsewhere.
As the engagement ceremony came to a close, everyone congratulated Karan and Samara, and they made their way to the dining table. The table was filled with a variety of delicious food, and they all sat down to eat.
Arya, sitting next to Rohan, tried to create a conversation with him, but she noticed his distant expression and decided to remain quiet. Everyone else was laughing and chatting, enjoying the food and each other’s company.
As the evening drew to a close, the party began to wind down. Arya walked with Rohan to his car, and they stood facing each other. Rohan took her hands tenderly, his eyes searching hers.
“Is everything okay? You seem distant during the party,” she asked.
Rohan forced a smile, trying to reassure her. “Yes, everything is fine.”
“Are you sure?” she pressed.
“Yes, you don’t need to worry about me.” He leaned in and kissed her cheek, his lips soft and gentle. “Good night, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, drive safely.”
Rohan nodded and got into his car, driving off into the night. Arya waved goodbye and then turned to enter the house, almost bumping into Kiara.
Kiara was staring hard at Arya, her eyes blazing with an intense gaze. Arya was taken aback, confused by Kiara’s look.
Kiara’s eyes seemed to bore into Arya’s soul, and Arya felt a shiver run down her spine. She didn’t know what to make of Kiara’s intense stare.
“Um, is everything okay?” Arya asked Kiara, confusion etched on her face.
Kiara scoffed.”Enjoy while it lasts.”
She walked away, leaving Arya staring after her, perplexed.
Meanwhile, Samara stepped out onto the balcony, a happy smile still plastered on her face after her engagement with Karan. She inhaled the fresh air, feeling carefree.
But her gaze caught sight of a familiar figure standing outside the compound, looking up at her. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she gasped, quickly rushing back into her room.
She managed to sneak out of the house without anyone noticing, her heart racing with excitement and nerves.
Once outside, she grabbed the person’s hand, and they moved to a secluded spot.
“What are you doing here?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I came to see you and our unborn child.” He said, smiling
“Listen, Frank, I told you already, once my wedding with Karan is done, I’ll come and see you. Why did you leave the US and come to India?”
“I couldn’t wait anymore, Sam. I miss you. Please, marry me and leave your boyfriend.”
“Are you crazy? You know I can’t do that. I love Karan. You know you and I were a mistake. Please, don’t come and ruin my relationship with Karan for me. I love him.”
“What about me? What about our child? Does he know that the baby isn’t his?”
“Please, Frank, leave before anyone sees you. Please leave now. I’ll come and see you tomorrow in the hotel.” She said, her eyes darted around nervously.
“You promise?”
“I do. Now go.”She nodded.
Frank smiled and walked away, leaving Samara feeling shaken.
As she went back inside, she was shocked to see Karan sitting in the living room, lost in thought.
“Karan,” she called, trying to sound casual.
Karan was jolted out of his reverie, his eyes focusing on Samara.
“I thought you were inside,” Karan said, looking at Samara with a hint of surprise.
“No, I just went outside to take some natural air. But why are you here alone?”
“Nothing, I’m just tired and I needed to rest for a while.”
“I know today’s celebration was hectic. Let’s go inside and freshen up.”
“No, you go ahead. I’ll join later.”
“Okay, don’t take too long.”
She kissed his cheek and left for their room, excitement radiating from her.
Karan sighed, his eyes following Samara as she walked away. He then stood up and left for Grandma Viti’s room.
“Grandma,” he called, his voice soft.
Grandma Viti turned to him, “Karan, why are you here? Is everything okay?” she asked, sitting upright on the bed.
“Grandma.” He bowed his head.
Grandma Viti’s face softened, and she caressed his hair. “Talk to me, what’s wrong?” she asked, her voice gentle.
“I don’t know, Grandma. I don’t understand what I feel anymore. I’m confused.”
“What do you mean, Karan? Are you regretting your decision already?”
Karan hesitated, his eyes downcast. “I don’t know, Grandma. I think it’s too late.”
“Don’t think too much, relax your mind, and everything will be fine.”she pulled Karan into a warm hug.
Karan’s eyes closed, and he let out a deep sigh, feeling a sense of comfort in Grandma Viti’s arms.
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