Chapter 18. Indifferent

Khushi's POV

Slowly opening my eyes, I felt my eyelids heavy as I woke up from my deep slumber. I was suddenly struck by last night's memories. The fears, the regrets, and the sobs were all I could remember before dozing off to sleep last night.

The bitter experience ruined the beautiful morning as soon as I woke up. My feet couldn't even touch the floor when someone knocked on the door.

For a second, it felt like Darsh had come to apologize for last night since he went overboard with the bouquet. But Sia's call from the outside shattered my illusion. 

"Khushi ma'am, Master Darsh has asked you to attend breakfast downstairs."

I scoffed at my own assumptions. What a fool I was to expect, yet again, for Darsh to apologize to me.

"I'll be there in a minute," I responded while getting out of bed. Entering the attached bathroom, I stood before the mirror and affirmed, "You're strong, Khushi. No man should have this much control over your happiness