Pata nahin kya likha maine

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Abhira stirred awake from her slumber and looked at the other side only to find it empty.

She felt panic raising within her and she shook her head, her heart racing.  She wasn't ready to face him. No way.

She sprang up from the bed, her eyes scanned the room and she rushed towards the bed, the click of the bathroom door was too loud in the stillness.

The noise startled her and she sank down on the cold floor, the loud beats of her heart echoing in her ears.

Abhira kabhi maa nahin ban sakti

Abhira ke hathon mein mere bete Armaan ka naam kabhi nahin likha jayega

Yeh ghar nahin hai Abhira yahan achi vakeel banne ki koshish karo achi biwi nahin

Kya chahati ho Abhira ke meri maa jo abhi tak mujhse theek se baat nahin kerti woh meri shakal bhi na dekhe.

The words wrapped around her like a suffocating fog. Each word, each taunt echoed in her ears, cutting through her soul deeper then she cared to admit.

Izaat ho ker bhi yahan per reh li na? Toh Kuch din aur sahi

Iss pathar mein bhi Abhira se zyada emotions hain.

Fine raho tum akeli.

Mujhe iss baat ka humesha guilt rahega ke maine waqt rehte apni family ki baat nahin suni

Mujhe tumhein iss ghar mein lana hi nahin chahiye tha.

Yeh ghar nahin hai Abhira yahan achi vakeel banne ki koshish karo achi biwi nahin.

Tum kya chahati ho Abhira ke meri maa jo abhi tak mujhse theek se baat nahin kerti woh meri shakal bhi na dekhe.

Everything roamed in her head and she shut her ears with her hands shaking her head, her body was trembling violently as a cold shiver raced down her spine. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath caught in her throat and she shut her eyes, trembling violently. Her mind raced desperately trying to take control over her anxiety. She looked around forcing her eyes open. Her mind raced as she tried to follow the breathing technique as the darkness threatened to close her in

Hold for four (4)

Exhale for eight (8)

She closed her eyes trying to focus shaking her head frantically, her lips parted in breathless gasps.

After few moments, Abhira leaned against the wall, her head spun and she stood, her legs wobbled and she held onto the shower knob trying to steady herself.

A while later!!!

Abhira sat on the chair in front of the feminine dressing table. Her thoughts were a tangled mess as she stared at her reflection. Her heart was torn, a part of her wanted to forgive him but the other part of her, a cautious, guarded one, that had been hurt once, whispered warnings, painting sceneries in her mind that what will happen if he did something like this again? Will she be able to handle herself?

She gulped hard and tried to distract herself from the rising tide of emotions she wasn't ready to face. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out and started to adorn herself with her usual jewellery. She remembered days of sitting here, doing her makeup, putting on her jewellery and behind her, Armaan would do the same, putting on his watch and set his hair, his gaze would linger on her and he would snack his arms around her pulling her into the warmth of his embrace, her body would melt into his basking into the warmth of his embrace, sometimes he would kiss her cheek.

Kya ker rahi ho?

His voice sounded right in her ear jolting her out of her thoughts and she held back a gasp and she maintained her expressionless face.

She chose to stay silent and turned around to walk away but he held her shoulder turning her around and she faced the mirror. The sudden action left her startled and she looked up only to find their reflection staring back at them.

Mujhse baat nahin karogi?

He asked, his warm breath fanning the back of her neck.

She stood mute, refusing to answer him. He clasped a chain around her neck, his fingers grazing her skin but she remained expressionless, refusing to respond to his touch.

Dadi sa ne bheji hai. Kahan ke tumhein pehna doon.

She stood mute. The bitter memories washing over her and her body stiffened with tension.

She gave him a sharp push, the force sending him stumbling backwards. He looked at her shocked and she stared at him, a hint of panic clouding her expression, a reflection to the turmoil ragging within her.

She pushed herself up and stumbled towards the door. Her heart raced. She needed air.

Gasping, she leaned over just enough, her hand grasped the handle of the romantic glass doors.

She gasped, her hands trembling as she released the locks and the glass doors swang back and a gentle breeze wafted inside, carrying scents of various flowers from the garden. She closed her eyes, the panic leaving her, replaced by a sense of calm and she trembled leaning against the doorframe trying to steady herself.

Kyun ker rahe ho yeh sab?

She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Armaan felt the first unrestricted breath leave him as he heard her voice. A mixture of of longing, warmth, pain and guilt flooded through him and he said, his voice barely above a whisper, tinged with sincarity

Jaise tum janti hi nahin.

She sighed, letting out the long held breath, the words that escaped her lips carried the weight of her pain, the words cut through him like a sharp blade slicing through flesh

You know it's impossible.

Nothing is impossible Abhira. Yeh toh bilkul nahin.

Band ker do yeh sab Armaan.

She said, her voice trembling with a hint of vulnerability that tugged at his heart, her emotionless facade crumbling.

End Of Chapter!!!!

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