Chapter 120 - I Am Going To Give You The Closure You Are Seeking.

|Innaya|

After the eventful morning, Arjun suddenly turned silent— very silent. Some sort of weird tension radiated through Arjun's body, and the walk felt as if we were walking towards battleground.

'Seriously? Battleground, Innaya?'

I mentally berated myself for thinking something like this. One thing I knew for sure was, Arjun would never hurt me. Therefore, I just let him lead me. At the back of my mind, I was worried about Fortune. I did not get Arjun's purpose of bringing his service dog to our house. Arjun did not bother to clear it either. Baffled, about his abrupt visit with Fortune, I could only wait for him to explain the matter/

We reached the study room, he gestured me to take a seat. I nodded as I sat on the chair. Arjun did not sit, he moved further in the room, towards Eshan's study table. The playful Arjun was gone, and the serious Arjun stood, leaning against the wooden desk.

"How are you?" he asked folding his arms across his chest.

His question bewildered me. I doubt he expected 'I am fine.' 

His blue eyes roamed searchingly over me. The light flickered in my head, and then the realization of what he meant dawned on me. We never had a proper discussion about that phase again just like Eshan and I never did- until yesterday.

Slowly my lips stretched into a smile. Smiling, I nodded my head. This— was the time I acknowledged his deserving place in my life as my brother. He had earned it along with my trust and respect.

I stood up and covered the length between us, coming to halt at two steps distance from him. "You know Arjun, I have never acknowledged what you have done for me. From the start, you have been there for me. You're Eshan's best friend, but I felt you were my friend. You have made my life easier with your presence and help. If in those two months- had you not been there, I don't know what I would have done. Thank you for looking out for me, taking care of me, for being there for me," I confessed.

His blue eyes shone brighter with every word I said and, did I saw the layer of the thin layer of moisture in them? I wondered if my speech made him feel so emotional. Naturally, all the words came from my heart. There were many things I wanted to tell him. There was so much to say, but I could not find my voice. My throat felt choked up with a sudden surge of emotions, watching him turning emotional.

I never thought Arjun would get emotional. He was the guy who would turn atmosphere light with his humor. Today, there was something wrong with him. I just failed to pin-point the reason. I took the initiative and wrapped my arms around him. "Thank you for being the brother I never had."

Maybe it surprised him, but after initial surprise subsided, his arm came around my shoulder, and I heard his whisper, "You are my sister. Of course, I am going to be there for you."

Pulling back, I looked up. Honestly, all of them were very tall, and I bet Horlicks was their favorite drink in childhood. Okay, kidding aside, but they were really tall compared to me. I felt so small before them.

"Okay! Enough of all these emotional talks. Let's sit and talk. Alright," he said as he put his arm across my shoulder and moved to the chairs.

After taking our seats, Arjun turned more serious than I had seen him ever. His face was not this serious even when Eshan went missing. 

"Today, I am going to give you the closure you are seeking." Arjun looked in my eyes with a firm resolve in his own blue orbs.

'What closure is he talking?' I frowned.

"What are you talking about?" I did not mean my voice to come out suspicious, but it did anyway. 

"Do you know why your marriage happened in so rush?" he asked as he placed his forearms on his knees. Locking his fingers he brought the clasped palms to his chin and leaned on them.

"There was no auspicious date." '–And Grandpa wanted me to marry.' I said the last part to myself.

The slight shake of his head implied otherwise. Either he did not believe me, or he thought he knew something that I did not. It was that moment when I noticed the file in his hand. Until now I had not realized there was the file with him. The file he had brought now lay opened, but I saw how for a fleeting second he hesitated before pulling out some papers from it. "Because of this—"

We kept looking at each other. By now, I had gotten an inkling regarding what he could be talking about. The familiar blue logo diminished any other doubts I had, yet I sat there not taking those papers from him. There was no need, for I knew everything.

"Before reading it, know that your mom is fine now. She is recovering well," Arjun ensured me. Truthfully, I knew what it was the moment he uttered those words. He was telling me about my mother's heart condition. Eshan never did. He knew, yet he chose to not divulge the information to me. Somehow, I understood Eshan's motive behind not telling me. I wanted to know, how he perceived it.

"How... how do you know it?" Stuttering was not what I had in my mind, but eventually, I did stutter. If he somehow managed to know about it, then there was no point in hiding it. The main question was how he managed to. He did not know my family personally, then how was he able to know such confidential information? The reports were proofing enough of belonging to the hospital record. No hospital shared the patient's information with outsiders. 

How?

"I know many things."

That sentence caught me off guard. 'I know many things.' Like what? He sure knew about the PTSD. Did he know what caused it? 

Somehow, words failed me, and so did the questions. The truth Mom and Eshan, had managed to keep away from me for all these months was in front of me, and Arjun was the last person I had expected to reveal it to me.

"I think your mom, never wanted to burden you-"

The door opened revealing Eshan carrying the tray filled with snacks. He walked in giving me a smile before winking playfully. He placed the tray on the coffee table, all the while his eyes never left mine completely disregarding Arjun.

The strange fear suddenly started building in my chest as Eshan's eyes fell on the papers I had yet not taken in my hand. 

Eshan snatched the papers from Arjun's hand. His eyes roamed wildly across the paper for a minute or so before he slammed those papers across Arjun's chest. "Bloody hell. What the-"

The air turned grimed around us, and between the chaos that erupted in the room, I managed to catch the angry sentence being slapped between the best friends. I could understand Eshan's flared up temper, but I never imagined him to lose control this way. It was as if they were about to get involved in a physical fight.

"It was not your secret to reveal." Eshan glared furiously at Arjun, but the latter was least intimidated. I would have left long ago if Eshan's rage was directed at me yet Arjun seemed pretty nonchalant about it.

"Yeah, right. It wasn't. You don't have to treat her like a glass doll. It's her life and you people don't have to interfere in it according to your will," Arjun scoffed.

Eshan turned to me, his hands coming to hold my shoulders as he earnestly tried explaining, "Sweetheart, listen to me. Yes, I was aware of it, but that was not the only reason. You were falling back into depression, and Mom feared about you."

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