Is it too late now to say sorry?
'Cause I'm missing more than just your body. Yeah, I know that I let you down
Is it too late to say I'm sorry now?

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<<nuraan's p.o.v>>

"Nuraan?" I turned around only to be met with a very familiar face that looked at me with a surprised expression. I forced out a small smile.

"Hey, Mom." She frowned looking at me before coming closer and hitting me right on the arm. ouch. I rubbed the spot and looked at her chuckling

"When on Earth did you come back, Mister? Didn't you even bother informing us? I'm sure you didn't come home. Nor did you visit the mansion! Where were you! Did you tell anyone oh wait did you inform Raq---"

"Mom relax. I just came back yesterday." I said in my most calm voice to which she gasped

"Yesterday!?" She almost screamed before coming closer and continued

"You came back yesterday, yet you didn't come home. May I know the reason behind such irresponsible behavior of yours Nuraan Khan?" She was pissed at a different level.

"I was with Zunaim--"

"Why?" Oh, God. I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes before slightly massaging my temples with my thumb and index finger. "Mom please can we drop this?"
I was so not in a mood to explain anything to her moreover I had no idea of what to say. She sighed before finally calming down and taking my face in her palm as she looked back at me with concerned eyes.

"What is it Nuraan? Is there something I'm failing to understand?" I looked back at her for what seemed like an eternity but failed to bring out a word.

"You look tired, like you haven't had sleep for days. Is there something that's troubling you?"

Is there something that's troubling me? That question actually made me laugh from inside. Troubling me. Huh. Shouldn't it be is there something not troubling me. I knew everything that's happening now is basically the result of all the wrong choices that I had taken in my life. Everything. Starting from Anusha to Raqeeba. All I've ever done is take the worst decisions.

Even though I regret the marriage I am in but what's worse is that on the other hand even after 4 months of the break-up I can't bring myself to get my mind out of that one person I had always loved with all my life. Anusha.

I should've known. I should've known that it won't be as easy as I thought. The night of my wedding was the day I convinced myself, to move on. To forget the person I had given my undivided and undoubted attention of all times. To forget the person I love. However, I'd be lying if I say I didn't forget Anusha when I had spent that day with Raqeeba.

Raqeeba. That girl had something so different about her. It's funny how by spending just a day with her and she could manage to make me forget any trances of my 4-year-old past. I knew there was something in her. Something that always managed to make a heavy-weighted heart as light as a feather. And for a change somewhere deep down I knew if there is something or someone who can get me out of the liking of my cheater ex, then it was her.

But I don't plan her on making a rebound.

I had already used my fair share of selfishness by dragging her into a loveless marriage. I don't know why but I liked it when she told me that we had stuff in common. I did feel good when she gave me all her attention, trying to make me comfortable while it should've been the other way round, considering how she was there for the first time while I didn't even count. Anusha used to club too, but unlike my oh-so-giddy-wife, she never bothered to make me come along, and to be honest, I didn't mind that though, I was happy, admiring her beauty from afar.

After my stupid act of actually sharing a Kiss. I felt a heavy lump form at the back of my throat. I felt like the most disgust full man on Earth. I felt like a cheater. Like I cheated on the girl I still love. I know that was a wrong move and to worsen it all my behavior towards Raqeeba after that was such a disgrace.

I felt ashamed of myself.

I was never someone to treat a woman like that. Never. I did think about that incident for all my trip to London but it soon disappeared when I realized how I was once upon a time supposed to come here with the love of my life. Since then she didn't leave my mind for a second, making me mourn in my own thoughts, being the utmost reason behind my sleepless nights.

Hell, I don't even know if I've slept for more than an hour straight.

I missed her. I missed those eyes. I missed those lips. I missed that smile. I missed those silent treatments. I missed her nagging for compliments. I missed everything about her. I missed my cheating ex. I missed my Anusha.

And how could I not for deep down I was aware that...

I still love her.

And that sucks.

"I'm fine Mom. It's nothing." She was about to say something but stopped as someone called her. I looked at Mom's retreating figure as she spoke to someone.

"Sir." I turned to see a waiter with a small plate in his hand with some kind of starters in it. I arched an eyebrow at him. "It's Chicken cheese balls." He replied.

"But I didn't ask for it." The waiter nodded and pointed at someone in front as he said. "The lady ordered it for you." Before I could see who, he was gone.

I craned my neck a bit in order to get a better view of who it could be and as if on instinct my eyes immediately landed on that petite figure I had been hiding from. Dressed in a sequin pastel prom dress and natural makeup, letting her hair down all the way to her waist. She looked... She looked Stunning.

Could she know that I was here...

I couldn't help but chuckle as I look at her laughing hard in a very un-lady-like manner, as usual, holding her stomach not giving a damn of the surrounding. A group of kids surrounded her as they kept talking something funny probably. I saw someone hit her on her head making her almost fall out of her chair, to which she turned and glared at him hard and stuck her tongue out. I frowned only to look at the guy who is my so-called brother. Tabish.

How dare he?

She was again back to laughing with the kids when I could feel the way she attracted a good amount of crowd towards her. I smirked and plopped the cheese ball in my mouth and just as I looked around a deep frown made its way on my brows as I saw Zunaim's eyes fixed on her and a small smile plastered on his face.

For some reason, I didn't like the taste of it.
I braced myself ready to make my appearance. Sooner or later I have to meet her anyway, after all, she's my Wife. Just as I was about to take a step towards her a voice stopped me from behind. A voice I was all too familiar with.

"It's good isn't it." My mind kept kicking me to move forward and ignore this upcoming chaos that I could sense but my heart kept repeating 'Just one look.' While I myself for a fact knew very well of how much I had craved for her over the past few months. Can you blame me? For 4 years and there wasn't a single day I had been without her. I was habitual to her. She was like a drug, I couldn't help but be addicted to her touche and crave her presence. And now that she is here. All I want is to run away from the poison that is so toxic.

She cheated on you! My mind kept repeating.

People do make mistakes. My heart fought against it.

I took a deep breath slightly clenching my jaw as I turned around and gave her a small smile. I felt my breath stop the moment my eyes met those beautiful hazel ones. Those who always wished me mornings. Those I was so addicted to. She looked beautiful in her sequin bodycon dress. Wait they're twinning! I hate that she makes me vulnerable.

"It is." A slight relief released through her lips as she smiled at me. I know she was thinking I wouldn't reply. Hell, I thought so too.

"I was expecting that." She said in a low voice, looking down at her feet.

"Thank you," I said in a curtsy voice not wanting to let her know how much her presence after all these months affected me. We used to be best friends once upon a time for calling out loud! She shot up in my direction as she smiled and came closer.

"It's alright. We meet again." How I missed her sweet voice. I nodded slightly as I said.

"It's been a long time." She let out a sad chuckle as she said.

"3 months, 2 weeks, and 11 days, since I was so easily replaced." I looked at her eyes only to find a tint of tears in them. She quickly blinked them away and smiled.

"I-I mean since your marriage. We last met there." I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes. I gave her a curt nod.

"Wouldn't have happened if you didn't do what you did." I bit back.

Suddenly the urge to leave this place boiled up in me and I turned around muttering a small 'excuse me. Leaving the hall I entered the empty corridor when... "I'm sorry Nuraan" I could hear her heavy voice and the regret in it. For some reason, it made me angry to which I turned around to face her. "Your sorry won't heal all the damage you've caused Anusha."

She just looked down at her feet as she let out a sob. "I know. I know what I did was wrong bu-but please Nuraan, I can explain."

I just shook my head at her, looking nowhere in particular. When I did say something for a while I felt her come closer "Nuraan." I could hear the plea in her voice but couldn't bring myself to look at her.
"Say something please." I chose to not look at her because deep down I know that her tears are the last thing that could hold me back. If it were me four months ago I would've cradled her up in my arms and held her close. Her cold hands grabbed mine and I took a sharp intake. I'm not some kid who couldn't leave the place. It's just that I didn't want to.

How I missed her touch.

"I'm sorry for everything Nuraan. I'm sorry for choosing my career over you." This time my eyes met her as I narrowed them at her.

"What did you just say?" I could feel the anger in my voice and I'm sure she could too. I pulled my hand out of her grip.

"Nuraan I---" I didn't let her complete.

"A choice between me and your career huh? Anusha we both know it very well for a fact that I had always supported you in every fucking choice you made. Every time. And now you dare blame me for being an obstacle between you and your career?" Her eyes widened.

"No! No I didn't mean it that wa---"

"Well let me make it clear that everything that happened was nothing more than a result of your greedy ass and that's it." I bit out venomously and turned around

"Nuraan, please! I know you love me!" I clenched my jaw feeling bitter about how big-time of an open book I am, but the anger almost vanished at her next statement.

"Just like I love you."

Without replying my footsteps fastened even though I could hear her sobs I didn't turn back. By the time I was almost on the very end, her voice faded until it was pin-drop silence but just as I was about to exit the long corridor a loud shriek stopped me. I quickly turned around looking back only to find her nowhere. For some insane reason, I could feel my heartbeat quicken.

"Anusha!" My voice echoed in the empty corridor and before I know I found myself jogging around as I opened door by door only to find all the rooms empty.

"Nuraan!" I heard her voice from the very end of the corridor. I banged on the door but it was locked. I could hear her loud sobs making me go insane. I pulled back from the door before kicking it hard making the door burst open.

The moment my eyes landed on the scene before me all I could see was red. There she was pinned on the bed, her hands grabbing the collar of a guy who held her wrist, he was the same waiter boy. The moment his eyes landed on me he quickly pulled back raising his hands in surrender.

"S-sir I swear I didn't do---" I didn't let him complete as my punch landed hard on his jaw until he coughed blood.

"How fucking dare you!?"

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