"What's going on?" Karan asked as he walked into the dining room area.

"Snehal is making a big deal for no reason bhai," Vicky said annoyed, lifting Sunaina up. "Shh.. It's okay," Vicky said to Sunaina. My heart ached on the fact that Snehal would treat her three-year-old daughter like this. I feel bad, I really want to carry her in my arms and calm her down. Snehal hates me but that doesn't mean she should shed her hatred for me on her daughter like that.

"Karan, she was holding our daughter!" Snehal yelled angrily. She honestly sounds like a child. She's acting as if I had taken away one of her precious jewels or something.

"Uhh..." Karan trailed off and glared up at the ceiling for a bit. Even he seems fed up with Snehal's childish acts... I think. "Baby, it's okay. Sunaina needs to adjust to her presence, right?" Karan said, walking towards her. Of course, he's not going to say anything to her.

"Fine. But tell her to stay away from our daughter." She said while stressing on the words our daughter. As if I cared. I already have a daughter and a son with Karan, so haha. 

"She will," Karan said and placed his lips on hers. It feels like as if my heart has stopped beating due to what I saw. And at that moment, I realized that this is definitely going to be one hell of a long month. Vicky and I looked at each other and then I looked at Sunaina who was staring at them.

"Bhai, get a room. Don't do this in front of us. We still haven't eaten dinner yet," Vicky said exhausted from all this crap that's been going on.

Breaking the kiss, Snehal asked, "Is she going to stay in one of the guest rooms?"

Woooow. Does she have the intention of placing me in the servants' quarters or something? My goodness. But hey, it's time to burst her bubble. "Nope. It's your beloved fiancé's wish that I stay in his room," I said letting out a smile while crossing my arms.

"What?!" She screeched. Oh God! Her voice is going to damage my eardrums. "Karan, what is she saying?!"

"She's staying in my old room. That's why she's saying that." Karan said passing me a death stare. Wow old room, huh? Of course, what was I thinking? I don't think Snehal would want to stay in the same room as I did when I had married Karan. I made a face at Karan and he scrunched his eyebrows at me. I think he's confused about the face that I made? Great, now I feel stupid.

This is getting awkward. I don't want to be a part of this bullshit anymore.

"I'll have dinner later. I'm going upstairs," I said and left all of them in the dining room area. Honestly, how am I supposed to deal with this crap for a month?

"No Bell-... Uh Shraddha. First, eat dinner, then you can go to sleep." Karan urged, gripping onto my wrist. He almost said Bella but refrained himself from saying so. This saddened me.

I shook my head no. "It's been a long day Karan,"I said releasing my wrist from his hand.

I walked up to my room, closed the bedroom door shut, and plopped down on my bed. This day can't get any better. I took out my phone and called Dave. I really want to pour my heart out right now but then I don't want him to worry about me.

"Hello! Shraddha!" Dave answers with a concerned greeting.

"Hey, Dave," I responded cheerfully. I cannot let him know how this situation is tearing me apart. I need to act strong. I cannot let everyone worry about me.

"Who are you putting an act for?" He questioned. "Shraddha, I know you very well. So what happened?"

"I-I can't believe that the moment I stepped into New York, I'm dealing with so much shit," I confessed as tears began to sting my eyes. I explained to him the situation from the beginning to the end.

"So you're still married to Karan and have to live with him for a month? " Dave asked, his voice reflects how tense he is. "He doesn't know anything about Adi or Avi, right?"

"No, of course not. I don't know how I'm going to stay away from them for a month. How are they though? " I asked, I miss my babies so much. I wish I can carry them in my arms right now.

"I know Shraddha, even I was thinking that. But...they're good. They're sleeping right now. "

"Did they bother you much?"

"Shraddha! They're my kids too. And if they don't bother me, who else will they bother?"

I started crying again. "Shraddha, stop crying! You're wasting your tears," Dave tried to console me.

"I know, Dave. But I'm scared. I don't want any more problems. Dave, I even fainted today," I sniffed as I continued to cry.

"Look, you fainted because you didn't eat properly, okay? And it's high time that you showed that low life who the fuck you are! I believe in you! You're not the same Shraddha anymore. You grew stronger with time," Dave said motivating me. I am so thankful that I have him in my life. Otherwise, I would have been a lost cause.

"I know that I am not the same person anymore but the thing that irks me the most about today is that I came face to face with Snehal. It still pains me that Karan left me to be with her," I confessed with tears still streaming down my face. "It's like I've been in a competition with her ever since I was a child. Even in my 20's, her mom would ridicule my body all because I was a bit too thin. And then when Karan came into my life, he was basically a slap to everyone. No one had thought that I'd get a guy like Karan. And then... I lost Karan to Snehal. She still looks perfect, Dave! She's still curvaceous and beautiful," I sobbed even more.

"Shut up, Shraddha! Okay, I admit that you were super thin before, but you had a model's body, okay? You were very beautiful when you were thin. It was the same Karan who married you for you and it's his loss for leaving you... Look, you're better than Snehal personality-wise and don't forget, appearance-wise as well. You're still skinny but a bit more curvy and to be honest, it's all thanks to me," Dave chuckled on the other end. I bet he's ginning big on the other end. That's so true though, he made me work out so much in these past two years and molded my body into something better and I'm forever grateful to him for that.

The conversation went on for a little longer and when he realized that I am fine, he hung the call. He told me not to call Kat yet because she is super pissed about what happened. I'll call her tomorrow morning. I hope she's okay.

I should change my clothes. I would take a shower again but I'm just too exhausted from all the crap that I went through today. I headed over to my luggage and opened it. I scoured through my luggage to find decent nightclothes. I have mostly brought my Victoria's Secret lingerie but I'm pretty sure that I put in a few casual nightwear clothing. I was able to find pajama capri pants but I just gotta find a top to wear. I kept searching until I came across a men's thin, sky blue, baggy shirt. No, it's not Dave's. It's actually Karan's. Before I had disappeared to Canada, I stole a bunch of Karan's shirts for the sake of having some kind of physical memory of him. Despite what he has done to me, my heart still yearns for him.

I quickly changed into my nightclothes. Today has been such a rough day. I let out a sigh. I really need to get my shit together. It's actually my fault. If I hadn't booked that hotel, I wouldn't have been in this mess. I am so mad at myself. Why did I agree to come back to New York? I knew that New York would only have problems waiting for me and yet I came?

I was about to head to bed until I heard a few faint knocks. Who could it be now? Maybe it's Vicky. "Come in," I said and sat down on the bed.

The door opened slowly and it was Karan who had brought a plate of food. Great, I have to deal with him now. "Uh... I brought food for you," Karan said as he placed the plate of food next to me.

"Thanks, but I'm not really hungry," I responded, avoiding eye contact with him.

"I didn't ask if you were hungry," Karan said. He grabbed the plate of food and sat down next to me. I look at him confused. He doesn't care about me, then what's the point of all this? "Were you crying?" He asks which caught me off guard.

I immediately shake my head no, although my face probably reveals it all. He hesitantly motions his fingers to my face and starts rubbing it gently with his thumb. "Your mascara was smeared across your face," He said softly.

"Mhm," I said, fidgeting with my fingers.

"Come on, eat now," he said placing a spoon full of vegetable fried rice near my lips.

"Just leave it here," I said, gently pushing his hand away. "I'll eat on my own. I'm not a child."

He smirked and poked my lips with the spoon again. Why does he even care? I gave him an annoyed look and yet, he was still trying to open my mouth.

I kept my mouth closed. No way in hell I'm letting him feed me. We share no relationship whatsoever. He can go feed Snehal since she is his fiance.

"Shraddha, if you don't open up, I'll be forced to do something that I'm pretty sure you won't like," Karan warned. I let out a small laugh while shaking my head. He kissed me today, what's the worse that he can do now?

"Shraddha, I'm gonna count up to three. By three, your mouth better open. One..."

I'd like to see him try. "Two!" I smiled at him and shook my head no.

"Three!" He declared as he put the spoon back in the plate. I gave him a victorious smile. He pushes the plate farther away on the bed.

Wow, that was kinda easy. Good job, Shraddha. I get up from the bed and gestured for him to leave the room.

"Unbelievable," Karan said, shaking his head. He immediately grabs my hands and pulls me down on his lap. "What are you doing?!" I gasp in shock.

"Shut up!" Karan said, acting as if this is normal. He slid his arm underneath my arm and held my tummy tightly. "Told you I have my ways." My heart started pounding as if it's going to come out of its ribcage. I literally felt my body turning into jello.

He placed the plate next to him and grabbed the spoon again. "Karan, I'm telling you this is not ri-" and at that moment, he shoved the spoon in my mouth. I slowly ate the food. Wow! Either the food is actually delicious or I'm just too hungry.

"Karan, please let me go," I pleaded as I tried to stand up but he pulled me down. Ugh, fuck him for being stronger than me. "Not until I make you finish this," he responded as he brought the spoon near my mouth again.

"I'm telling you. I-I'm not hungry," I said, but then my stomach rumbled loudly at that moment. Even my body is betraying me.

"But your stomach is telling me otherwise," Karan smirked, raising his eyebrows.

Fuck. My. Life. "You know what, fine! Since you're so fond of me feeding me with your own hands, then go ahead," I said annoyed.

"That's like a good girl." He laughed a little as he began to feed me.

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