Arnav stood in front of the mirror as he buttoned up his shirt, once he was done, he just stood there, staring at his reflection in the mirror questioning a lot of things.

For the past few days, Khushi came here every day just to make sure he was okay, how could she do that? Despite how horrible he had treated her, how could she care about him? Wasn't she supposed to hate him?

Since Anjali passed away and he was left all alone, no one even cared, not even Lavanya, the only person that cared was the girl he hurt more than anything, Khushi.

Why did she care about him? it was driving him insane, if she would have hated him, it was easier, but her care was making him feel guilty for what he did, no matter what she did, he should have never treated her like he did in the first place.

But then every time he thought about that night, his blood would boil up, what was he supposed to do in such a situation? Even Anjali was no more here to advise him.

A servant walked in and informed him that Khushi had arrived so he headed outside trying to button up the sleeves.

Khushi walked inside the Raizada mansion slowly looking around realizing this was going to be her last ever time being here. She had made a decision and she was sure that she was going to stay firm on it. she wanted to begin a new life, away from Arnav. Deep down inside her heart she knew that she was always going to love him, but she also knew she deserved better than that.

"Hey, I'm glad you came." Arnav said as he walked down the stairs as he struggled to button his sleeves up.

"I'll help." Khushi said as she walked closer and buttoned up the sleeves for him.

"Thanks, have a seat." He walked towards the sofa and settled down as Khushi joined him, she looked at him silently not knowing what to say, she dint even know why he asked her to come back here again.

"So... Why did you want me to come here?" Khushi asked.

"I just wanted for us to sit down and talk like adult for once." He sighed.

Khushi kept on staring at him wondering what was going on in his mind and how he had changed so suddenly, until a while ago he hated her so much he dint even want to see her face.

"Before Anjali left, she had left some things for you." He said as he gestured something to a servant who nodded and rushed upstairs and in no time he came back holding a cardboard box, he placed it in front of us as Arnav bent over, opened it and pulled out a roll of paper.

"I don't know what things are exactly in that box or why she left them for you, she just told me after she leaves I should give it to you along with this letter so yeah." He sighed.

"Oh okay thanks." Khushi said still wondering what it could be that Anjali might have left for her.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I asked for a day." He said.

"Yes, you clearly hate me so much, so it's confusing." Khushi replied.

"I just wanted to apologize to you Khushi. I should have never listened to Anjali and agreed to get married to you knowing how much I hated you. My hatred towards you doesn't give me the permission to do the things I did, I just hope you understand that I was angry.

A lot had happened in my life, my entire family has shattered and it's no excuse for the way I treated you, I should have stayed with my hate and never agreed to get married to you, but I don't know why, somehow Anjali believe that I would fall in love with you.

Well that dint happen and we ended on a very horrible note which shouldn't have happened. I am no one to punish you for anything so I just wanted to apologize for my behavior. You were there for me when no one was, despite how horribly I treated you and that made me realize my fault.

All I wanted to do was apologize to you and wish you best of luck for the future. My sister really liked you for some reasons unknown to me, but I'm sure she liked you because she saw the good in you, all I ever saw was the girl that slept with my father." His voice broke when he said those words.

Khushi just stared at him blankly, she wished she could tell him that she never slept with his father, and she doesn't even know what makes him think so, but he clearly dint seem to be wanting an explanation, he just wanted to believe what he thought was the truth, and she wasn't going to try to explain herself to someone who dint even bother to ask for an explanation.

"You are right Arnav, you treated me horribly, in a way someone wouldn't even treat their enemy, and I dint deserve that."

"I know Khushi and I am sorry for it. I mean if Anjali hadn't left, I wouldn't have ever thought this way, but her death has changed a lot, and I realized I owed you an apology, so that's why I told you to come back here.

I had to give you this things that she left for you and apologize in a way that you would believe that I am sorry about the way I treated you. Today you would see a completely different Arnav." He said as he stood up.

"Where are you going?" Khushi asked.

"I am not, we are going."

"Where? And what makes you think I'll come along?"

"Somewhere, where you can see, that if things hadn't been this way between us, I would have been a completely different person." Arnav said. Khushi dint know what to say, she had told him she would spend this one day with her so she just agreed and followed him.

The servants followed them with the box and placed it in the car as Arnav and Khushi both got inside and he drove them.

After a short drive, they arrived to another mansion, it was an old mansion and Khushi remembered it quite well, it was the place where she spent most of her childhood at.

Arnav stepped out of the car as he stared at the mansion, all the memories of the past flashing in his mind. This was the place where his father brought Khushi's mother so many times, to sleep with her, to cheat on his mother with that woman and worse of all, it was the same place where he saw Khushi and his father in the same room.

That memory just ended up making his feel hurt and betrayed, he dint even know why, but right now, it hurt more than anything, he wished he could go back in time and change things, then maybe life wouldn't have been like this.

"Isn't this your old mansion?" Khushi asked. He nodded as he walked inside and she followed him silently.

"This is where it all began. And this is where I want it to end." He said.

"I remember I used to fall asleep on this couch." Khushi smiled remembering her childhood memories, the childhood that was taken away from her suddenly without any reason.

"We used to play together." Arnav smiled as he turned to look at her with moist eyes.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Just the memories. You know when we were kids, I really used to like spending time with you, playing with you. I remember we used to play hide and seek and you would cry every time I caught you then I would give you a hug to make you smile." Arnav smiled.

"You remember that?" Khushi looked at him in surprise, of course she remembered because since then she had been love with him and only him, how could she not remember it.

But for Arnav it wasn't the same, he dint love her, in fact he hated her, so it was surprising that he knew all this.

"I do, I really loved being friends with you until..." He stopped talking and sat down sadly.

He remembered the first time he saw Khushi's mother on bed with her father, in this same house when his mother was out of town, it had been so heartbreaking for him. And then when Khushi's mother started telling him things and telling him that one day Khushi was going to be just exactly like her, he started to make distance from her.

He dint want to be around a girl who just like her mother was going to ruin families.

"Until what Arnav?" Khushi asked curiously.

"Until I found your mother sleeping with my father." Arnav said, still looking at the floor. Khushi looked at him in shock. What the hell was he even speaking? There was no possible way his mother could do anything like that.

"Are you out of your mind Arnav? It's my mother you're talking about!" Khushi looked at him angrily.

"Yes, the same mother that ruined my family. My mom committed suicide because of her. If today I am all alone with not even one family member it's because of her." Arnav looked back at her angrily, why was she acting like she dint know her mother's truth?

"Arnav!" Khushi shouted.

"Oh My God! Why are you mad at me for saying the truth Khushi? As if you never knew why your parents separated." Arnav said.

Khushi just looked at him in shock, she did know that her parents were separated and that was why her father sent her to live with her aunt, but he never told her the reason. Could this be the reason? How could it be? She dint want to believe it. Her mother couldn't do something like that. But if Arnav was saying it, there had to be some truth to it, she had to talk to her father regarding it.

"Can we please talk about something else?" She tried to change the topic not wanting to sound foolish for not knowing why her parents were separated in the first place. All her dad ever told her was that things weren't working out, but if this was the reason, why dint he ever tell her about it?

She wanted to go to her dad right away and confront him, but she had promised Arnav this so she decided to visit her father later and have a talk with him, why had everything been hidden from her?

"Why exactly did you bring me here Arnav?" Khushi asked.

Arnav stared at her blankly for a moment and then walked closer to her, held her by the shoulders as he looked her into the eyes.

"To show you that I am not a bad person Khushi, and things would have been different between us if everything that happened in the past wouldn't have happened." His eyes were moist it was as if he was about to cry.

Coming back here brought back all the good and bad memories of his childhood, the time where he used to like being friends with Khushi and the time where he started hating her, he was torn, he dint know what was wrong and right anymore, Anjali's death had changed a lot in him, he dint even think he would be having this talk with Khushi if Anjali was alive.

"Would you have loved me if things were different Arnav?" Khushi asked and then cursed herself immediately.

She was supposed to be strong, not weak like this. They were already divorced, none of this matter anymore, yet a part of her wished to be loved, like how she loved him.

"Some questions are better left unanswered Khushi." Arnav turned away from her.

"Yeah you are right."

There was a long silence after that, they both stood there silently looking around reminiscing their childhood until Arnav decided to break the silence. He turned to look at Khushi once again, this time he cupped her face and smiled faintly.

"I know I've hated you long enough, but now that we're going separate way, I don't want to hold that hate anymore, I don't want to live my life like that so I am sorry for everything I ever did, if you find it in you to forgive me please do.

I hope you start your new life and you have a happy one. I asked you to come see me today so I could apologize Khushi, and just make things okay between us so neither of us had to hold any grudge, life is too short to hold grudges, and Anjali's death made me realize that.

You can go now, I hope you have a great life." He smiled as he pulled her into a tight hug, Khushi hugged him back tightly as a few tears escaped her eyes knowing this was goodbye, forever.

This was the last time she was going to see the man she loved, and that broke her heart a bit more.

*****

Arnav walked back inside his mansion after dropping Khushi at her workplace. He headed straight to his bedroom and sat down on his bed. Everything felt different, everything had changed.

All his life he had hated Khushi, he had hated Garima for ruining his family and that hate had done nothing but damage to him.

He remembered sitting with Anjali day before she left the world and what she told him.

Flashbacks.

"Are you really okay with Khushi gone?" She asked.

"Yes, I am perfectly fine. What she did was horrible, I would never forgive her for what she did to me, and to our family." Arnav said angrily.

"Can I ask you a question Arnav?"

"Sure, anything."

"How does hating Khushi make you feel? Does it make you happy? Are you happy for treating her the way you did? Are you happy that she left? What exactly do you feel about what you did? Or in simple words, when was the last time you were happy, like actually happy?" Anjali asked.

Arnav stared at her for a moment trying to recall the time he had actually been happy, he tried to find a recent memory but he dint really find any, the only time he remembered he was happy was as a kid, before he found all the things out.

"Look at you Arnav, look at what you've become. You can't even remember the last time you were happy and do you know why that is?"

"Why?"

"Because of the grudge you've been holding against Khushi, against her mother and all that past. You are still living your life in past Arnav and I don't want you to do that. Look at me, I might die soon, do you want to be on your death bed someday and think if you would have changed things you would be dying happily?

Whatever happened it was in the past, if someone did you wrong, forgive them and move forward, holding grudges is only going to make your life hard, not anyone else's.

I tried what was in my power, and it dint work out, so i'll just ask you to do one thing for your good and for Khushi's good. Apologize to her, let go the grudge and that's only when you'll find peace. Let her go if that's what you want, but let the end be in peace so that you both can move on and be happy on your own.

I just want for the two of you to be happy Arnav, and you will be if you let go the past, please do think about it."

"I will." Arnav nodded.

Flashback Ends.

"You were right Anjali, I just had to let the past go and now that I have... I feel at peace but yet I feel like something is missing." Arnav said as he lied down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Ending things with Khushi on a better note was great, but now he didn't know what to do ahead, where was life going to take him?

Was he ever going to be able to learn how to live without a family at all? Especially without Anjali?