Chapter 14

Megha’s POV

Mehul seems to be bipolar to me. He says something and then behaves in an entirely different way.

When I got up today, he was sleeping next to me and his arm was encircling me around my waist. His face was very close to mine. He looked like a young boy with his hair falling on his forehead. I wanted to touch him. But, I was annoyed with him.

He thinks as if he is some kind of a victim of this marriage. He felt ashamed in telling his friends that I was his wife. So, I decided to give him space.

Just a minute… when did I come here to our room and how? I was working in study and was too tired to come to the room.

My eyes were getting shut. So I shut down my laptop and curled up on the couch to sleep. How did I come upstairs to our room, on the bed, with his arms around me?

Did he carry me upstairs to our room?

He must have, I couldn’t think of any other possibilities. But why would he? He doesn’t even care. Does he?