Chapter 8: 5. White Lily

Devil's Innocent love (Impossible love #2)Words: 10491

DIVYA

"What are you doing here??" I asked

"Will you let me in?" She asked

"No, first tell me what you doing here?" I asked her again.

"Oh common let me in" she said while rolling her eyes at me.

"Did you had a fight with Mom and Dad?" I asked. Because as much as i know my sister she never visit me until unless there is something serious.

"No, ok first let me in then i will tell you everything " she said. I sighed and moved aside. She walked inside the living room and i closed the door.

I stood infront of her waiting for her explanation. She rolled her eyes at me and said

"This is how you treat your guest, at least get me a glass of water " i sighed and walked inside the kitchen to get a glass of water.

She drank the water and kept the glass on the coffee table.

"What exactly is going on tell me the truth?" I said.

"Oh common Divu, can't i come to met my sister " she replied with a smile.

"I could count on my finger how many times you actually came to met me. So tell me the truth right now" i said sternly.

"Ok fine i will tell you everything " she said. I sighed and sat beside her.

"I really don't know how to say this...i mean i don't know what will happen......" she said.

"Diya stop beating around the bush and tell me in simple words" i asked.

She took a deep breath and said

"Did you ever fall in love?"

Fall in love??? Love?? Why she is asking about it? I have seen my friends fall in love but i wasn't that fortunate to experience that feeling.

"From your expression i am sure you have never fallen in love " she said.

"If having crush on men count as love then maybe i have...." she cuts me off

"No that's not love. Love is a beautiful feeling. When you fall in love with someone then that person becomes your world. You can't live without him. When you're free you will only think about that person " shr said. I was amused by her explanation.

"You're saying like you have experienced that feeling " i joked and laughed but i stopped laughing when i saw the Serious expression on her face.

Is my sister in love??

"Do you love someone?" I asked. She nodded her head in yes .

"OMG my sister is in love" i shouted excitedly. But what shocked me was that she didn't looked happy or thrilled about it.

"What happened? Does that person doesn't love you?" I asked.

"No....i mean i don't know if he loves me or not but he really likes me " she said. I frowned then what's the problem.

"Then what exactly is your problem " i asked.

"Our parents are the actual problem " she said in a low voice.

"Is the guy poor?" I asked

"No he is quite rich" she replied instantly.

"Then what is the problem because as much as i know that our parents want us to get married to some rich guy. So what exactly is your problem " i said irritatingly.

"That's not all our parents want. They want us to get married to a rich guy who belongs to a reputed family." She said.

"So?" I asked

"He is rich right now but his family wasn't that rich or famous. He comes from a...normal family " she said.

"You know what leave them" i said

"What??" She asks

"Leave our parents and leave your life on your terms. You love that person and he loves you and that all it matters " i said. She sighed and said

"It's not that easy "

"Do you love our parents so much that you can't leave them. I mean stop been an obedient daughter and be rebellious for once" i said.

"Somethings taking decision for your happiness doesn't make you selfish " i said and squeezed her hand in assurance.

She smiled at me and caressed my cheeks.

"You know what you're so innocent and naive" she said.

"What are you talking about " i asked

"Life is not that simple and i can't leave our parents because i have other reasons and...." she stopped speaking and looked at me.

"And??" I asked. She gulped nervously and i had a feeling that she is hiding something from me.

"Divya it's nothing " she said with a nervous smile

"Don't you dare lie to me Diya " i said sternly.

"Divu relax....ok fine i will tell you everything " she said.

"Do you think that mom and dad let you follow your dream so easily?" She asks. I frowned at her question. I never thought about this before. She placed her hand on my shoulder and said

"Somethings we need to sacrifice so that others can be happy " she said.

"I did everything in my power so that you can live a normal life. Follow your dreams " she said.

"What exactly you did?" I asked

"Please don't be guilty for sad ok" she said and took a deep breath

"I told mom and dad that i will do everything they say but on one condition that they will never interfere in your life and will let you live your life in peace " she said.

"What exactly you mean by you will listen to mom and dad " i asked. I need to know everything.

"I will not take any decisions in my life without their permission....infact i will marry the person they will choose " she said. I gasped in shock

"Basically you sold your life for my happiness " i said with tears in my eyes.

"Please don't say i like that...you're my baby sister " she said.

"How could you do this??" I said. Tears rolled my eyes. My sister sacrificed her life for my happiness.

"I always wanted you to live a normal life not the life that our parents choose for us. So please don't feel guilty " she said and wiped my tears.

"Can i ask you something?" I asked. She nodded her head in yes.

"When we were kids you always wanted to be a doctor and when we grew up you choose to study business was it because of mom and dad " i asked.

"Yes" she replied

"But why??" I asked

"Because if i didn't study business then they would have forced you to study business and I didn't wanted that for you. I am your elder sister and its my responsibility to protect you even if it's from our parents " she said. I hugged her tightly and cried. She caressed my back and consoled me.

"Don't feel guilty. It's not your fault ok" she said. How can i not feel guilty after knowing everything. Today i can't stop myself but accept that we have worst parents in this world. They never loved us. We are only assets for them.

"I want you to live a normal life in which you're happy. Fall in love and get married to that person. Since i was kid i have seen the way mom and dad mentally torture you. Be happy in your life you deserve it " she said. I nodded my head in yes. My sister has sacrificed so much for me so i want let her sacrifice go waste.

"So want can i exactly do for you now?" I asked.

"Just let me stay here for tonight. I need clear my mind a bit before i face our parents " she said.

"You can use the guest room " i said. I gave her my pajamas to change and then we ordered our favorite Chinese food and spent the whole night talking about our fucked up life.

Next day,

When I woke up i found out that Diya has already left. I sighed and decided to get ready for the day. Today i have a very busy day.

I stripped my clothes and stepped into the shower. I closed my eyes feeling My muscles relax under the warm water. A lone tear escapes my eyes which is instantly washed away by the water. I can't help but feel guilty. But sister has to live her whole life in a kind of slavery. She can't even spent her whole life with the person she loves. I need to do something.

I shut off the water and dried my hair before wrapping a towel around my body and stepping out. I walked straight into the closet and choose to wear a maroon woollen top and a maroon midi skirt. I paired my outfit with black heels and black sling bag. I kept my hair opened to let them dry.

Since i again forgot to buy groceries so i decided to grab a quick breakfast from a near by cafe. After that i left for ny art gallery.

I reached the gallery within 45mins. When i entered the gallery and found few people carrying one of my paintings

But shocked me more was that it wasn't just one painting but five. All of those paintings were very expensive.

"Good morning ma'am " Nancy my secretary greeted me. I gave her a smile.

"Who brought all this painting " i asked. I am really curious about it.

"Ohh...yesterday a young man came and really loved your painting and he instantly brought those paintings " she replied. Those painting are very expensive who is so rich that brought 5 paintings

"What was the bill?" I asked

"2 million " she replied

"Do you know that person name " i asked. She shook her head in no

"But he gave me a check that is in your office...maybe from the signature you can know his name" she suggested.

"Thanks " i said and walked towards my office.

He spend 2 million in painting which means he must be very rich but why do i even care about it.

As soon as i entered the office my eyes fell on a beautiful bouquet of white lilies which was kept on my desk.

I walked towards the flower and found a card attached to it. The card reads,

You're as pure and innocent as these white lilies.

There was no name mentioned so i really didn't knew you send those beautiful flowers to me. Sometime some people who buy my paintings send me flowers as a sign of gratitude.

My favorite flower is rose but after i read the note i can't help but like white lilies too. I took the flowers and kept it inside vase full of water to keep it fresh.

I sat down on my chair and opened my laptop. As soon as i opened the laptop I logged in my gmail account to check my important mails. I have almost 5 art gallery all over the city and now i am opening a new art gallery in Boston.

I am just need a perfect location for my gallery. It was dream to have my art gallery all over the world. Slowly but my dream is coming true.

After replying to few mails i opened the excel sheet to make budget for this year. Although I am a painter but still i need to keep account of everything. Not many people know but in secret i am a millionaire

I was finalizing my budget when my eyes fell on the check. Curiosity took best of me and decided to know who is that person who brought my paintings. I kept the laptop aside and took the check.

I gasped in shock when I clearly show the signature. Oh my god !! Am i dreaming?? I blinked

Once

Twice

Thrice

But scene infront of me didn't changed.

Raghav Sinha is the one who brought my painting but the question is why?? He doesn't look like someone who is fond of art then why he brought my paintings???

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