Confused Talk
"What is the matter with you? Did you take an oath to say No to each and everything? Why can't you wear this dress? Why can't you just follow a simple order without creating a drama?" Victor stopped yelling glancing at Mia who is standing opposite him, words got stuck in his throat and sweat beads formed on his forehead.
Victor glanced at Mia from top to bottom. She stood there with a scowl wearing his clothes; his oversized clothes are doing no good for her. She looked at him with anger but he was busy staring at her. He took steps towards her without blinking.
Standing exactly a few inches away from her, he eyes her face which looked so good and pure, water droplets from her damp hair landed on his hand. Victor felt an uncontrollable urge to savor her trembling lips. He looked lost in her eyes.
"Oh Hello, Mr." Mia snapped across his face.
Victor who was in some kind of trance was brought back to earth by her screams.
"Sorry, what?" Victor questioned.
"What is wrong with you?" Mia questioned him.
"I think, I should be the one putting forth that question," Victor snapped back.
"And why do you think so?" Mia screamed.
"For this, you just can't speak or behave like a normal person, all you do is screaming. What is the matter with you? Why did you send back the clothes I sent for you and why the hell are you wearing my clothes?" Victor was unable to maintain his cool anymore.
"Why should I wear that dress? I am here to just act like her, not to be her. I don't feel comfortable in those heavy clothes, I need my clothes. I can't roam around wearing the life-choking ones" Mia declared.
"You are supposed to take the place of Hazel, so you are meant to think, live, eat, behave and dress up as her. You are coming into a Royal family, do you even know the etiquettes and rules that exist?" Victor groaned.
"I saw the Queen of England she wear simple clothes," Mia defended her point.
"And you think you know every rule? Mia, every Royal family isn't the same and rules differ. You need to maintain certain dignity while you are dressed, you just can't roam around wearing anything you want" his voice was harsh.
"So I should be decked up like a bride in those life-chocking gowns? Did you vow to kill me?" Mia questioned agitated.
"You don't have to wear them daily, but you will have to wear them in the first month of marriage, we will have to travel to various places, meet certain people and everyone's eyes will be on the new daughter in law of the Royal family, you have to be dressed according to the tradition. So it will be better if you get yourself adjusted to wearing them, I sent them so that you can practice roaming in them freely" Victor's patience is running out.
He grew up bossing around people, though he had to abide by some rules, he had everything as per his rules, which made him bossy automatically even though he didn't intend to. But the qualities he imbedded growing up turned him empathetic along with being Bossy.
Victor understood how tough it would be on a young girl to take all the sudden changes and is keeping cool with her, but the tone she is using on him and the way she is behaving with him is testing his patience.
Mia looked down without speaking anything, Victor bent down and looked into her eyes and found her eyes filled with tears.
"Hey, why are you crying? What happened?" he questioned but received no answer from her.
Exhaling hard he clutched Mia's shoulders, which made her look up to him with shock.
He made her sit on the bed and pulled the side table for himself. Victor sat facing her face.
"Mia, look at me" he ordered
Victor pulled her chin up when she didn't oblige her orders. That is when he observed she had Hazelnut eyes just like Hazel. He deeply stared at her.
"Mia, what is your problem? You know that you have no one to share with, I too have none to share my vulnerabilities with. Now both of us are sailing in this unwanted ship of lies, tell me what is wrong? Why are you being like this?" Victor questioned looking into her eyes.
The tears she was holding back in her eyes until that minute rolled down, and that landed on Victor's hands.
"I am scared… I am soo scared" Mia trembled.
"Hey Mia, you were a fighter who fought with me, you are supposed to kick away the fears but not tear up like a weak one. Why exactly are you scared? You are in a safe place, your husband is getting treated by the best ever doctors. You are free from that lusty landlords threats.." as soon as he said that Mia looked at him in shock.
"Yesterday you received a call after you were asleep and I happened to hear that, the matter is settled now. You don't have to be scared about that" Victor assured.
"I am not scared for that, I mean I was scared of that but right now I am scared for myself. I don't know what I signed up for, this all looks too confusing to me. I wish to continue leading my previous life, where I didn't have to worry about anything. I want the clock to tick three years back," Mia said with shaken tone.
"Shh, calm down Mia. You are just worrying unnecessarily, just relax for a bit, I think you need to eat something first, wait I will bring something for you" Victor pushed Mia back towards the pillow and walked out of the room.
"What does she meant by going three years back? Was her life good before three years? I found all the records and proofs of her only for the three years? Am I missing anything?" Victor deeply thought.