"She was carefully woven with the threads of love
and
he was the creator"

__________

Anusha's POV

I woke up with a feeling of someone kissing my forehead. Without opening my eyes I let him.

I was waiting for his next move. But nothing happened. Instead he whispered a small ' Thank you' near my ear, thinking I'm still sleeping.

I felt shuffling from the other side of the bed, meaning Siddharth is no more on bed. Then sound of opening and closing of bathroom door came.

I opened my eyes sitting up, leaning against the headboard. Confused and furious are the two emotions I'm feeling right now.

First he was being distant and now he is kissing me.

Being rude to me. Always giving me a frown whenever I ask something.

And now this!

What is the matter with you Mister?

"What is wrong with you?" I asked him with a calm tone the moment he came out the bathroom.

He startled, looked at me for a second then ignored me.

Hhh?

I was trying really hard to concentrate on my anger but it was really distracting, when someone having such a sexy body was standing in front of you with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
Water droplets dripping down his damp hair and giving glistening look to his muscles.

He looks fine from tomorrow, I don't think he is having fever anymore, because his face is bright now free from any tiredness but filled with frown.

Idiot!

I gulped hard trying to concentrate on my words.

Just ignore how sexy he is looking Anusha.

He is soooo......god damn toned.........back muscles........ Ahh... the way they contract whenever he is moving his arms.
OH MY GOD!

I can literally feel them under my palms......... SHIT...... if imagination is this mouthwatering what could be the reality....

I can't help it I was drooling.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Shaking my head I came back to present.

He is still ignoring me and just few minutes before he kissed me, when I was sleeping.

Wow! Can someone please clap for me.

Arrogant jerk!

"Siddharth I'm asking you something!" asked still in a calm tone trying really hard to control my temper.

He still didn't bother to look at me. Continued searching for god knows what in the closet. I took a deep breath and stood up taking long steps towards him.

I turned him with all my power by his shoulder to face me. Now we are looking into each other eyes.

"what the hell is wrong with you? Will you please..... bother to tell me?" I asked him now angrily with greeted teeth.

He raised his eyebrows and said -

"Do I need to tell you everything?"

"Excuse me! If it is related to me then......... yes."

I said nodding while poking his bare chest with my first finger before crossing my arms over my chest.

"this is not related to you........then."

"Oh really, I can see that" I said sarcastically.

Not related to me, seriously Siddharth?

He turned his attention back to the closet and took out his formals, keeping it on the corner of bed. I can feel my face turning red due to anger.

"Then why are you not talking to me?"

He still didn't replied. Instead sighed.

Better answer Mr. khanna or else it won't turn out well.

He started wearing his clothes. Turning around now his back was facing me, he started wearing his jeans..... once done he tucked in the jeans button and pulled the zip up throwing the towel on bed.

Stop checking him out..... you dirty woman............do something!

He was about to pick his shirt when I grabbed it before he can pick it up from bed.

"Answer me otherwise I won't give it back to you" I said showing him the shirt which is now in my hands.

Hahh............... I won!

He smirked rudely looking at me for a moment and turned back to the closet. Took out another shirt and started wearing it.

My jaw dropped and here comes Ms. Anusha Singh...........sorry sorry...........Mrs Anusha khanna defeated by her own husband.

Wohoho..........

I felt like crying.

"Siddharth please tell me. What have I done?" I said sadly.

"Your silence is killing me." Standing faraway behind him. While he was standing in front of the dresser.

He looked at me through the reflection in the mirror. His eyes were empty with no emotion. I can't read them right now and I'm dying to know what I've done wrong.

He was all dressed up and was about to leave when he turned his head slightly looking at me through his shoulder

"I won't drop you if you'll take more than 10 minutes". And with this he left the room.

I was about to cry but controlled my tears. What happened to him? Why he is doing this to me? What did I do wrong?
Where is the always smiling and teasing Siddharth?

Does he don't love me anymore!

I told you! This all is just temporary. There is nothing like love in this world. My brain popped in.

It was just infatuation and attraction he was feeling for you and now it is all gone. My brain continued.

But he said he loves me few days back. My heart reasoned.

And now he doesn't. its as simple as that. My brain ended the discussion.

I can't help it, I cried throwing myself into the bed burring my face in his pillow, feeling as if he is near me and I'm crying on his chest hugging him.

I decided to take the day off. I'm no more in mood to go to hospital............. but my patients?

I texted my senior that I won't make it today too, is it fine? She replied in approval.

And then I realized there is someone waiting downstairs for me. But I don't want him to see my crying face so instead I texted him too, to leave I'm taking a day off.

He didn't replied.

After like 20 minutes I went down and find out he left. I wanted to cry even harder. He didn't even bother to ask me why I'm taking off.

I still don't have any idea of his rudeness and hatred towards me. I'm terribly missing our old days where we both laugh, eat, play and enjoy together.

Hugging me he always takes all my pain, kissing me he always makes my day, confessing his feelings to me he always amazes to make me happy.

I want him back. All of him. I don't know what happened to him what changed over these days.

I just hope his feelings for me didn't change............. because........... I can't live without..... him now.

I need him.... in my life, he is the one who completes me.

I need him like I need oxygen, I need him like the day sky needs the sun, like the moon needs the stars. I need him like the ocean need it's shore.

After marrying him I found the emptiness in my life which I never thought ever existed filled and now there is no space for anything else. I am completely full. I just can't stand his disappearance now.

I am now used to him in my life, his interruption and existence turned out to be a necessary need. A need that I never imagined I'll be needing. I'm desperate to have him all to me.

I went to the kitchen to drink some juice, may be it will make me feel better. To calm my heart.

The moment I entered the kitchen I was shocked. He cooked me breakfast.

He made scrambled eggs and toast for me.

But why?

He still cares for me? My heart asked.

No it was just a formality! He don't want her to starve. My brain replied.

No he cares! He still loves her. My heart my angel bite back.

Get a grip Anusha. He hurt you today. You cried because of him. My brain the devil yelled at me.

She must have done something wrong for sure, because he can never hurt her. He will never do that. And my heart reasoned silencing the devil.

Please tell me Siddharth what have I done wrong, I'll do anything thing to make it up to you. Anything.

I promise!

I just want you back!

............................................

"I don't think you understand that when I say 'I love You',
there is a raging fire burning inside my chest."

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