Shivaay - I Know you're hurt while I'm Sound asleep.

Shivaay stirred in his sleep as the sun rays reached his face, stretching his hand to the left in an attempt to get hold of his wife, he was shocked to find no one else the place was cold and empty giving the conclusion that no one had slept there for a long time.

Frown adorned his masculine face, curiosity hit hard but it soon turned into pure concern because she was going through a mild fever from the last few days.

Snap opening his eyes, he adverted his gaze all around the room but soon something struck his senses as he felt something heavy near his feet when he tried to sat up.

His eyes as if in cue wen to it's direction and to his relief as well as disappointment, there she was sleeping, sitting on the deep brown carpet, her upper body pushed against the edge of The mahogany bed while her head was resting over her hands in a form of a pillow which in turn was touching his legs.

Shaking his head in dissatisfaction with a hint of disbelief ; he sat up.

Again!

Crouching towards her within a second he sighed, her face was not visible due to the direction of it, she had been doing this frequently in the initial stages of their new life which they have started to live with but it stopped most probably.

Perhaps, he never tried to ask her why she does that but today something really triggered in his heart seeing her like this,  making him wonder why he never confronted her about his particular thing.

Maybe because - - we'll he didn't felt of completing this thought.

But why after all this days she is again in the same position?

Removing her hands from his legs tenderly; trying his best not to disturb her he came out of the bed and scoop her in his arms, making her settle softly on the mattress.

Sitting by her side; gazing at her face an inaudible exhale escaped his mouth. This all feels so normal for him that it just tore him apart in a destructive manner that he ain't able to think anything straight rather then being blank for a few moments.

Once again she did this, cried herself to sleep because looking at her tears strained cheeks he could easily get to know what was she doing when he was asleep. Initially also he had noticed this but never confronted her regarding this, maybe in a hope that it might get over and it does, there's no doubt in that but once again she did this, it's high time, her health is being pampered by this and he know he had to do something.

He knew she had her own perspective why she is doing this or most probably is forced by her heart to  do so but whatever she is doing it is hurting him to no extend, it's just increasing his grief of list, yes he is still guilty for not trusting her and behaving miserably with her - - throwing her out of the house, giving the divorce papers and all the other inhuman things.

He was glad that he didn't filed the papers in the court for the procedure as how much he was angry with her but deep down he stilled loved her and was hoping against hope that she might come back.

Their relation was based on trust and understanding, they can sense what the other one is feeling without words been exchanged between them then why on earth he couldn't saw the facade that she wore that day? Why didn't he trusted her?

He was a fool, he surely is or more then that because he never saw the truth in her eyes which were screaming him that Shivaay please don't hate me but being raged, he did all of that stupid stunts whose consequences he is still experiencing. He is living with that forbidden grief every damn second of his life and he knew he was worth it.

He had apologised. She had forgiven him but still there is some part of him who is still not satisfied with this.

And so he is trying to be normal with everyone. With her but the truth still became a hindrance in between this. He is still broken but as always he don't want anyone to know about it because he is mending, his dearest wife is helping him in doing this and he is blessed that she is still trying to do it.

A lot of things had been buried in his devastated heart and it will take time for him to digest those bitter truth as well as the guilt of hurting her is something equally distressing.

But little did he know that his eyes had much volume than his words, it says the deepest of his secrets which is hidden beneath that thick wall of his heart.

Sliding the strands of her silky fleece behind her ear for a better view of his angel, he smiled sadly. Still gazing at her, he rubbed her cheeks softly trying to remove the tear strains.

He just can't bare this sight anymore. he will, from today try to move on with her. Yes he will try. The mere thought of that make him feel a little light.

She seemed to be irritated by the flecks of illumination falling over her face, he just put his palm in front of her eyes and she calmed instantly.

Kissing her forehead tenderly and covering her with the duvet so that it hugged her body completely from the cold morning winds he stood up.

Moving towards the large window which occupy the front side of their wall and which is a way to their small balcony facing the bed, he slowly tugged the curtains to stop the light to enter the room.

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So here is the next Part. I hope it was good and I didn't make you all bored. So please do tell me how's it, it really is encouraging.

Much Love,
-Anya.