Marrying my Opposite

46- Dance and new house

Tanya's POV:

How much ever I protested it, I was glad that my feelings were now out in open. Yeah, it felt awkward to face him now but it was far better than crying inside and avoiding him altogether.

Being the sweet, caring person he is, Raghav never made fun of my feelings. One thing I really felt grateful was that he didn't change his behaviour around me. I had been dreading that he would walk on eggshells around me, after my confession. Although unintentional, his changed behaviour would have made my heart ache. However, it was just my fear that never came true.

There wasn't much change in our relationship other than the fact that I stole glances of him whenever I had the chance🤭. Our bickering didn't stop either.

'I mean just because I love him, should I agree to his every weird command? Nope, not even in his dreams'.

He didn't stop taunting me and I didn't stop fighting back. 'What?! Everyone knows that he is the one who starts the fights'.

Between the preparations of Rishi's wedding and opening my dance academy, I didn't even realize how time passed by.

All the family members supported me in my new venture and I finally opened my academy in the nearby town. It was just a 10-15 minute travel by train.

We knew that people of this town wouldn't send their kids as they were aware of my family history. So we collectively decided to open the academy in the nearby town. It wasn't that far away and the probability of finding students there, was more. Even if the other towns and cities knew my father's name and crime (which he never committed), they couldn't connect it back to me as I now went by Raghav's surname.

It was a slow start but the academy was doing great. Most of my day was spent there. Balancing work and home life wouldn't have been possible if my family wasn't supportive. And by family, I was talking about Raghav and my in-laws. Let's just not talk about the lecture and curses I received from my parents.

I totally forgot to speak about the best part of these months- The dance practice. Everyone was practicing for the Sangeet function and I was choreographing every single performance.

'Ah! I finally had the upper hand in something', I thought, clasping my hands gleefully.

Dance was something, where I excelled. Finally a thing where I was better than Raghav. And I took full advantage of it. I teased him relentlessly, but only when we were alone.

Raghav hadn't faced mamy embarrassments, unlike me who held a PhD in it. So I knew that he wouldn't be able to take my teasing in front of others and would get hurt. And hurting him wasn't my intention. After all, pranks and teasing were done for fun; and not for hurting someone's sentiments.

Although Raghav wasn't a great dancer, he was my best dance partner till date. The heavenly feeling that I experienced while dancing with him was incomparable.

My long train of thoughts was halted when Trisha shook me violently.

"How can someone be so engrossed in T.V, that they couldn't hear their name being yelled so many times?" Trisha huffed.

I chuckled sheepishly. She didn't need to know that I wasn't even aware of what was currently playing on television.

"Now come on. Resting time is over. We need to decorate Rishi's house before we leave for Havelock Island", Trisha said frantically, urging me to stand up fast as she pulled my hands.

"Rishi's house? Did you mean Rishi's room?" I asked in confusion.

Trisha stopped short on her way and looked at me with disbelief.