POV: Kiara
"Ma'am sir's fine but his heart attack was a bit serious this time. We doubt he'll survive one more," the doctor said.
Mum started crying and I collapsed on the floor.
That's when Aarav started comforting me. His arms were wrapped around me and his head was resting on my head. He kept pulling me towards his chest and I somehow liked it, I felt safe.
"He'll be fine Kay, don't worry," his calm voice whispered in my ears.
Manz got different nicknames for me in every different mood, I swear.
"How?" and I started sobbing.
"Trust me he will," he continued.
I looked up, "Can we go meet him?" I asked the doctor.
"Of course but please don't stress him out," she replied.
I thanked the doctor and headed straight inside where I saw Dad on a bed between big machines being his life support. I was deeply shattered into pieces.
"Dad?"
"Honey!"
I ran toward him and hugged him so tight. I'm never letting him go. That's when Mum entered the room and also started sobbing.
"Oh come here sweetheart," Dad called Mum and they both hugged. Just then two people came in. Oh no, not them! It was Arman's parents.
"Don't worry bro, I've called the best doctors in town, country and the world. You'll be fine within days," Yash Uncle said calmly but I could see the panic in his eyes.
"Isn't it funny? All these years we weren't in contact. I didn't know where you were and you didn't know where I was. We met at a Diwali festival a couple of days back and now I'm at the hospital. I don't know how long I'm gonna survive but I really want to see my daughter married and happy," Dad started talking.
Oh no, please no.
"Will you Yash Mehra take my daughter's hand and give it to your son? And take responsibility for her? Take care of her? Protect her?" Dad continued.
"Are you joking Raj? First of all, nothing's gonna happen and second of all Kiara's like our daughter. Of course, we'll take care of her. We'll be her shield no matter what." Yash's uncle replied.
"So what's it gonna be? Daughter-in-law or not?"
"No Raj. We will never classify our son's wife as a daughter-in-law but a daughter. Of course Raj, it'll be our pleasure to own Kiara."
Dad smiled.
"Dad! What ar-," I began but he cut me off.
"Please beta. Consider this as my last wish. I want to walk you down the aisle knowing that you're going to be in safe hands."
Safe hands? My foot. Arman is evil and he will forever be evil. He's not gonna keep me safe, he's gonna torture me.
But before I could say something Dad started to cry, please beta. If I die, who will look after you? Mom and brother, duh! But no he's not gonna die, right?
I stayed quiet. Trying to think of ways to convince my father that this was a very bad idea.
Later the two couples left, and Dad started explaining to me why he really wanted me to get married.
"Look beta, I know you don't want to get married to Arman because he's arrogant, rude and stuff but I know deep down he's nice. I know Yash and Gauri are nice and they will always support you but did you look at our society? It's cruel. Tell me one thing, do you really think that our society won't give you a bad name? I don't want you to end up with someone who will treat you like trash. These days finding someone who'll treat you like a princess is hard to find along with a good family. I could happily die knowing my daughter is in safe hands."
I thought about it and I knew he was right. Our society is cruel, they will think I'm some kind of gold digger tryna trap the family or something worse... a slut. But I can't marry Arman.
"I don't care Dad. Mum and Bhaiya are here to support me."
"Yes they are but your brother's too young to handle the business and your mum has no idea how to run our business. I know she's a fashion designer and earns millions as well but she's gonna break if I die. Please beta. It's my last wis-," and he starts gasping for breath.
His chest started rising and falling at rapid speed and I screamed for the doctor.
The doctor rushed in to attend my father and told me to leave but I didn't want to and that's when a nurse dragged me out.
Why? Why is this happening to me?
Should I agree?
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