บท 16: Chapter 16: Secrets and Suspicions

The engagement ceremony was in full swing, with laughter and music echoing throughout Rohan's family home. Guests mingled, their vibrant attire creating a kaleidoscope of colors that filled the air with a sense of joy. Yet, despite the festive atmosphere, Asha felt a growing sense of unease. The earlier romantic interlude with Rohan had been a fleeting moment of connection, but it did little to quell the doubts swirling in her mind.As the festivities continued, Asha excused herself from the crowd under the pretense of needing a moment alone. She wandered through the expansive halls of Rohan's family home, taking in the intricate decor that spoke of wealth and tradition. Ornate chandeliers hung from the ceilings, casting soft light on the polished marble floors. Family portraits lined the walls, showcasing generations past—smiling faces frozen in time, their eyes seemingly watching her every move.Curiosity pulled Asha deeper into the house. She found herself drawn to a study tucked away at the end of a long corridor. The door was slightly ajar, and she hesitated for a moment before pushing it open. Inside, she was met with a cozy yet sophisticated space filled with bookshelves that reached the ceiling and a large mahogany desk cluttered with papers.As she stepped inside, Asha felt a thrill of excitement mixed with trepidation. This room felt intimate—like a sanctuary where secrets could be hidden away from prying eyes. She glanced around, her heart racing as she considered what she might find.Her gaze landed on a small wooden box sitting on the desk. It was intricately carved with floral designs and looked out of place among the scattered papers and books. Asha approached it cautiously, her fingers brushing against its smooth surface. Curiosity getting the better of her, she opened it to reveal a collection of letters tied together with a faded ribbon.As she carefully untied the ribbon, a photograph slipped out and fluttered to the floor. Asha picked it up, her breath catching in her throat as she examined it closely. The image depicted Rohan as a young boy, perhaps around ten years old, standing beside a girl who looked slightly older than him. They were both grinning widely, their faces lit up with joy as they posed in front of what appeared to be a school or community event.But it wasn't just the photograph that caught her attention; it was the way Rohan's arm was wrapped protectively around the girl's shoulders—a gesture that suggested closeness beyond mere friendship. Asha felt an unsettling twist in her stomach as questions flooded her mind: Who was this girl? What had happened between them?Asha carefully placed the photograph back on the desk and continued sifting through the letters. Most were dated years ago and addressed to Rohan's parents. However, one letter caught her eye—it was written in elegant handwriting and addressed simply to "My Dearest." The tone was intimate and affectionate, speaking of shared memories and dreams for the future.As she read further, Asha's heart raced. The letter spoke of longing, regret, and promises made but never fulfilled. It hinted at a relationship that had clearly meant something significant to Rohan—a relationship he had never mentioned to her.Asha's mind raced as she pieced together what this could mean. Had Rohan been involved with someone else before their engagement? Why hadn't he told her about this? The implications were staggering; if he had hidden this part of his life from her, what else was he keeping secret?Feeling overwhelmed by this new information, Asha quickly closed the box and stepped back from the desk as if it had burned her fingers. She needed to process what she had discovered but felt an urgent need to confront Rohan about it immediately.Yet as she stood there in his family's study—surrounded by objects that whispered secrets—she hesitated. Confronting him now would not only disrupt their engagement ceremony but could also lead to misunderstandings that might jeopardize everything they were building together.Instead of rushing into confrontation, Asha resolved to gather more information first. She needed to understand what had happened between Rohan and this girl before making any accusations or assumptions about his character.Taking one last glance around the study to commit its details to memory—bookshelves filled with volumes on history and philosophy; framed photographs capturing moments from Rohan's childhood—Asha quietly left the room and returned to where guests were gathered.As she rejoined the festivities, Asha felt like an imposter among friends and family celebrating love while her heart wrestled with suspicion and doubt. She smiled politely at guests who greeted her but found it increasingly difficult to engage in conversations when her mind was consumed by thoughts of Rohan's hidden past.Throughout dinner—a lavish spread filled with traditional dishes—the atmosphere remained lively; laughter echoed around them like music playing over an unseen tension lurking beneath every smile exchanged between family members.Rohan sat beside her, animatedly discussing plans for their future together with relatives while periodically stealing glances at Asha as if sensing something amiss within her demeanor."Asha," he said gently during one lull in conversation after noticing how quiet she had become. "Are you sure you're alright? You seem distant.""I'm fine," Asha replied quickly but felt guilty for lying when all she wanted was honesty between them—yet how could she voice suspicions without concrete evidence?Rohan nodded but didn't press further; instead he reached for her hand under the table—a small gesture meant to reassure—but even that felt like another layer added onto their already complicated relationship.As dinner progressed into dessert—a colorful array of sweets laid out beautifully on platters—Asha struggled to focus on anything other than what lay hidden behind Rohan's charming smile; every laugh shared among guests felt tainted by uncertainty lingering just beyond reach.Finally excusing herself once more under pretense of needing fresh air again—Asha stepped outside into cool evening air—the stars twinkling above like distant lanterns guiding lost souls homeward—but even here amidst nature's beauty—the weight upon her heart grew heavier still.She leaned against one of the garden walls—the soft glow from lanterns illuminating flowers blooming nearby—but even their beauty couldn't distract from turmoil brewing within; how could she reconcile feelings blossoming between them alongside doubts festering deep down?With every passing moment during this engagement ceremony—the weight upon her heart grew heavier yet hope flickered faintly like candlelight dancing against darkness; perhaps together they could navigate these complexities while discovering love along way…Yet before any resolution could take shape—before any truths could be uncovered—Asha knew one thing for certain: she would find out what lay hidden beneath layers woven tightly around Rohan's past before stepping into marriage; there were answers waiting patiently just beyond reach—and she would uncover them no matter how daunting it seemed…