Warning: This Is Unedited!!!

Warning no 2: The most cringe chapter I have ever written.

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After Armaan left, Abhira,s face crumbled, regret etched across her features.

She exhaled slowly, her breath came out trembling and she gathered some courage to open the letter she held carefully in her hands. She gulped the lump that formed in her throat and slowly opened the latter with trembling fingers.

Abhira!!!

Jab bhi tum mujhe dekhti ho na. Bahot se sawal hote hain tumhari inn khubsurat ankhon mein. Main dekh sakta hoon woh tadap, woh dard, mehsoos kerta hoon main roz, jis tarah tum unn bhari ankhon se mujhe tatolti ho, pechan-ne ki koshish kerti ho, kuch kehna chahati ho aur main har baar ek kadam peeche le leta hoon. Main feel ker sakta hoon tumhein kaisa lagta hoga. Woh confusion, woh tadap dekhi maine tumhari ankhon mein per Abhira yakeen mano woh tadap ek tarfa nahin hai. Trust me when I say this Abhira, mera koi irada nahin tha. The main thing is I'm scared... I'm scared of being abandoned, I'm scared of being left alone in the darkness. Mujhe attachment se dar lagta hai. Mujhe tumhare sath attachment ho gayi hai Abhira aur mujhe dar lagta hai yeh soch ker that we both are meant to be separated, tumhare sath ki adat ho gayi hai mujhe and kab woh adat and attachment pyaar mein badal gayi pata hi nahin chala. Main nahin kerna chahata tha tumse pyaar, main khud ko rokna chaha, bahot koshish ki ke main Pyaar na karun tumse, ya phir shayad Maine koshish hi nahin ki tumse pyaar na kerni ki. Honestly after Ruhi,s incident.... bhale hi woh attraction tha but it left me heartbroken aur maine socha nahin tha ke main kisi se pyaar ker paunga lekin ker betha, ek meetha sa ishq without any intentions. Dil de raha hoon tumhein apna, please keep it safe. I'll wait for your answer at the same grean lush fields.

Yours and only yours, by heart and by soul

Armaan!!!

As Abhira finished reading the letter, she held it close to her heart, her heart swelled with a love so profound that it left her breathless. Armaan was maybe not too good with words when it came to expressing his emotions but he had wrote this letter by his heart and that made Abhira smile brightly.

Tears streamed down her face, the smile on her face faded as the reality sunk in.

Everything was ruined now.

Her face crumbled and she fell on the plush carpet. Her heart ached with a mixture of pain and regret. She wrapped her arms around her knees and cried in anguish.

I'm sorry Armaan. I'm sorry.

She cried, tears of regret flowing from her eyes. Her heart was breaking with each passing second.
The thought that she has broken Armaan to this extent filled her heart with a mixture of pain and greif. A wave of coldness swept over her as she gazed up lifelessly.

Armaan.

His name escaped her lips, her voice barely above a whisper. She stood up and wiped her tears rushing out of the room.

Padh toh liya hoga na?

Armaan asked, his voice trembled with hurt.

Armaan I'm really sorry. Main tumhein samajh hi nahin payi. I failed to understand you.

Abhira said, her voice trembling with regret.

Armaan looked at her, cradling her face in his palms with a tenderness that seemed to take her breath away. Tears welled up in Abhira,s eyes feeling the mixture of love and regret flooding through her heart.

Abhira tumhari galti nahin hai. Tumhari jagah agar main hota toh main bhi shayad yehi kerta.

Armaan said softly, his touch was feather light and his smile, warm and comforting, a beacon of light soothing her troubled heart.

With a mixture of hesitation and longing, he circled his arms around her petite frame pulling her into a warm embrace. Her head rested just above his heart while he leaned down, burying his face into the crock of her neck inhaling her faint fragrance of vanilla and closed his eyes.

Surprise flickered across Abhira,s features as she felt him pulling her in his embrace, her head rested on his heart. Her heart skipped a beat and then started to pound against her chest. With a hesitant but tender touch, she responded to the hug and closed her eyes.

Mujhe bura iss baat ka nahin laga ke tumne doubt kiya mujh per.

Armaan spoke after a few minutes, his voice a hushed whisper in the quite night.

Hum baat ker sakte thy Abhira. Tum chila sakti thi mujhpe? Dant sakti thi, pooch sakti thi per tumne nahin kiya.

Armaan said softly, the spark of hurt was evident in his gaze.

I know.

Abhira said, a tear that rolled up on her cheek and she looked down in guilt.

Armaan sighed and gently cradled her chin, drawing her gaze back to him. Their eyes locked and the world around them faded into insignificance leaving only the two of them in their own bubble.

Wapas aane mein itni der kyun ki?

Armaan asked softly, their eyes remained locked.

Abhira sighed, a sigh escaped her lips. She bit the inside of her cheek to hold back her sobs. She looked at the moon and confessed, her voice trembling with the weight of her guilt

Shruti sahi keh rahi thi. Main dar gayi thi ke agar main tumse baat karungi aur agar sab waisa nahin hua jaisa mujhe laga toh main tumhein face kaise karungi.

Armaan smiled, stroking her right cheek softly and spoke, his voice filled with understanding

Abhira na main galat tha na tum, galat halaat thy.

Abhira hummed softly and looked at him.

Ya phir yeh kaho ke yeh rabb ki marzi thi.

Armaan said softly and Abhira nodded her head in positive.

Haan.

Abhira said leaning forward and placing her forehead on his shoulder. He smiled closing his eyes, a wave of warmth washed over him.

Armaan maaf ker sakte ho mujhe?

Abhira asked softly pulling away. She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and regret.

Armaan felt his heart crack open looking into her eyes, the mixture of regret and hope etched in their depths made his heart ache for her.

However, he gulped the lump that formed in his throat and nodded his head in positive making her smile.

He looked at her then, a mixture of hesitation and longing for understanding etched across his features.

Ker sakta hoon but mujhe waqt chahiye.

Armaan said as their eyes locked, his voice filled with a mixture of hesitation and longing for understanding.

Abhira,s smile dimmed slightly but she nodded her head in positive understanding his state of mind, her eyes filled with acceptence.

Okay main manna ker rahungi aapko Mr Armaan poddar.

Abhira said, her voice filled with a blend of love and determination.

Armaan looked at her and responded in a questioning manner, a hint of smile playing on his lips.

Acha?

Abhira,s eyes sparkled with love and sincerity as she said

Haan.

Woh kaise?

Armaan asked her, a mischievous twinkle dancing in his gaze.

Apne swami ka favorite bhojan bana ker.

Abhira said dramatically and he controlled his laughter.

Favorite ka Hindi word nahin mila kya?

He asked controlling his smile, his sparkling with mischief.

Abhira pouted.

Nahin.

And then they both burst out laughing.

End Of Tum Hi Aana FS!!!

I know it's not up to the mark but still....

Here's the last chapter of Tum Hi Aana FS. I know it's cringe and not upto the mark but still...

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