"Where shattered trust turns love into a battlefield of dreams."
Tears streamed down Aishwarya's face, each drop a painful reminder of the hurt she couldn't escape.
Her chest tightened, and her breath was shallow, the weight of her emotions nearly...
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Raghav took his seat and Manveer started the car in rage, griping the steering wheel so strong that his veins were popping out jn green colour. In a fraction of seconds his body was looking red in colour due to anger.
Manveer took the turn to Raghav's house, the break made Raghav jerking ahead of the seat but he got his balance back. Manveer stepped out of the car and went inside the hallway.
Raghav said, " Are you ok Maan ? Just calm down...."
While Manveer removed his coat in anger and threw it on the ground and turned towards Raghav, and said " How can I be ok Raghav ?? How dare she touch me....the same Raghav these women's I can't actually...except her right now I can't let anyone touch me.....I am committed to my wife even if I am apart from her.
I can sense a feeling of me being taken advantage by every women in my life since college, they were just here for money, fame and body. Did any girl even care for me...my soul in general ?? But the moment when I met Aishwarya for the first time her eyes spoke to me about her intentions. Her sense of touch,when she was pulling her apart from me when we weren't married showed and when she spent days in mansion as my wife how she was hesitating and cared for my view and opinions showed her dedication towards her relationship.
I don't know Raghav whatever it is , by hook or by crook I will bring Aishwarya back in my life. In search of gold I can't loose the diamond, now don't think I am a cringe or needy !!!! I am finding difficult to be at home without her, everywhere it's her bindi, her earrings, her saree, her perfume which makes me remind of her. When I look at the mirror all o see is her light brown orbs and her long hair waving. When I am early up in the morning I am looking for her on the other side unknowingly that she has gone. I don't know I will sooner become a madman if I don't get her back in my life. This time I will earn her and not force anything upon her like I did kn the past.
Ragahv heard all of these and said, " Then what next will you do Maan ? This time I am already giving you a prior warning that don't do anything stupid and act in rage and judgmental way jf anything new about anyone literally anyone is disclosed. Take your time think on it and then react ok "
Manveed " hummed in response " while Raghav called the worker to bring a glass of water and handed it to Manveer who gulped in the water. Manveer sat for about 30 minutes to calm himself by taking in long breaths. Raghav called him to have dinner and Manveer didn't hesitate and he ate food offered by his friend and legt for the mansion.
It was about 2 am in the midnight when Manveer stepped in the hallway and he went to his room. Anjali heard the footsteps and came out to look at Manveer's room which had lights switched on , a sign that Manveer is back. She didn't disturb him and went back to sleep.
Manveer went straight into the bathroom to take a shower, he poured hot water over his chest and cleansing himself just because a random woman toucher her dirty fingers on a married man with baddest intention. He emerged out of the bathroom in 20 minutes and wore his pants while his eyes saw the luggage of Aishwarya's lying fully packed. He opened the first compartment and took out a saree which was in red colour. He imagined of how his wife would look in this red saree.
Manveer held the saree in his hand and took the rose perfume lying on the dressing table and sprayed it on the saree, he went towards the bed and placed the saree on top of his chest and dimmed the lights to sleep. Her perfume and the clothes made him imagine as if it was really Aishwarya who was with him. He imagined hugging her tightly.
His soreness room all over his body and he fell asleep.
Aishwarya's flat
She couldn't sleep, she got up from the bed and went to balcony which viewed the moon shining and stars twinkling. She couldn't forget Manveer, tears swept her eyes in search of someone after 13yrs of her life someone had entered her life with the hope that she would be full filled and have a loving family. But fate has other plans, even after giving her everything without her demand it took away everyone from her life in just a sway of a moment.
She wanted to hug and cry someone so badly but she had no one to do so, Aishwarya picked up a pillow and hugged it tightly tears falling down slowly drop by drop. She went to bed and slept by holding her pillow tightly and by covering herself with duvet.
Next morning Aishwarya got up and did her daily chores, she sat down and started looking at newspaper if any company had job vacancy. She wanted to work and earn money for herself even though her dad's company is being run by her chacha ji she wanted to stand on her own feet , after a long time she has got the opportunity to stay away from her relatives and now her chachi can't force her to stay at house and complete the household work because she is married and moved out of her own house. An advertisement caught her eye, Remour brand had an advertisement for vacancy of an accountant. Aishwarya made a call.
Receptionist : Good morning, Welcome to Remour, How can I help you ?
Aishwarya : Hello, Aishwarya here, I wanted to enquire about the accountant vacancy at Remour.
Receptionist: Yes mam currently we will be starting with the interviews from tomorrow , you can directly visit at 10am and fill the form directly and appear for the interview.
Aishwarya : Ok, thank you for the information.
Receptionist : Welcome mam, and she cut the call.
Aishwarya was now excited for the interview. She went to the room and opened the cupboard which had her clothes lined up from college days which were just few years back. She took out formal pants and shirt, ironed it and placed it in hanger for the upcoming interview.
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