Sahil's POV

We both came out of the room, Swati was standing there near my door. She looked very tensed.

" Hey, sweetie... Why are you tensed??" I asked her.

" Bhai... Please don't be angry with Samar Ji... " She said.

" Dad wants you to get married to this idiot, but I will not let him force you for this. Tell me if you don't want to marry him or if you like someone else. "

" Er... umm... No bhai... I am fine with that. " She said with her eyes downwards. She seemed more interested in the floor design. The tint of her face turned a...