But this time, I was not determined to let him go so easily. I sat up after cleaning the tears on my face with my hand and gripped my phone once again. 

I logged in to my Instagram and it was not very hard to find Priyanka over Instagram.

"Hi, This is Wendy. Can we talk for a minute?" I sent her a request and waited until she accepted and replied back. 

"Hey..." She replied after 10 minutes. 

I swear the anticipation in these 10 minutes had almost choked me to death. I chewed on my nailed until she replied back. I need to tell her. She need to be enlightened about what she was dealing with. She was just a victim like me. 

"Do you know Shubbu?"

"Uhm Yes... he is a good guy."

Only if you'd know. 

"Yes, he is. So are you his girlfriend?" I asked getting straight to the point. 

"Uhm why are you asking me these questions? These are personal. And who are you?"

"I am asking you these questions because I needed to know., And I am his girlfriend."

I guess she had shocked to hear this or rather read this and she didn't reply for 30 seconds, I could only she was typing and then again deleting everything before she just finally replied-"OK"

I was quite amazed by her reply. I mean how can you just stay so calm when you just got to know that the guys you were dating or dated for a day had lied? The one who put up such a great mask when finally stripped down and not having any shock? 

Even if I wanted to say so many things to her all I could do is stay mum. 

She was offline but was not texting me. So to my suspect, she was texting Shubbu. I opened his profile where Priyanka texted him.

"Could you please just call me? Your girlfriend is texting me."

The text was seen in a snap by shubbu and I guess he called her. 

Everything was happening away from me. Even though I know now, that Priyanka knows the truth, I didn't believe in her. Partly because her reaction was not convincing to me, and secondly she looked kind of an attention seeker from her profile posts. 

Even I am not the person who would go on check someone else's profile and back bitch, but she was a real bitch where she had posted about 7 boys she had gone in date. When I checked the date, they were all in this month. 

Ugh... I switched off my screen and waited. I know either of them gonna text me or call me. I was so waiting for that. 

And just then Shubbu's name flashed on my screen.

"Hello?" I said carefully.

"Did you text Priyanka?"

"Yes," I confessed. 

"Why?" He asked being so lost. 

"Why do you think I did? She needs to know that she is dating a cheater"

"No, She doesn't need to know! She is my personal life."

"And what I am? Am I not in your personal life?"

I wonder sometimes what he thinks of me.

"I don't know. You are just a cracked-headed mad woman."

"And you are a lier"

"Whatever I am, you don't deserve to talk with them?"

"And why that?"

"I don't know. You will not. Enough with your stupid nonsense, I am changing my Instagram password. You will not access my social media. It is extremely confidential. And about my private life... I don't want you to invade it"

I cannot believe he would say something like that. I was weak. I cried. I cried until the tears dried up on my cheeks. I was beyond hurt. 

"Why did you do that to me always Shubbu?"

"Because I want to. And I will. If you wanna stay, you can stay or you are welcome to leave"

He knows I was more emotionally attached to him, to leave at this moment. So he took that chance. He disconnected the call and blocked me from everywhere. 

I was lost. So lost that I didn't know what to do. I love him so much, that even if this pain would kill me, I would choose to love him. But the sad part is he doesn't. He never did and he never will.

Is this could be our goodbye? Like this? Broken hearts? I don't know.