He said, the moon goddess paired us

Chapter 27

Mishka's POV

I stormed to our...no 'his' fucking bedroom. I took off my heels and threw them on the wall. My chest heaved in pure rage. I have never felt so angry in whole my life. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to hurt him as much he hurt me. I needed to let out my fury before I go crazy. Therefore, I did what I could do. I broke every breakable thing in his room. I threw all furniture which I could lift on the wall. I smashed the mirror and the glass door of the bathroom. When there was nothing left to break in the bedroom. I simply wished I could hulk out and turn the world upside down.

After all my wrath had been released, leaving a tired me and a room that was now inhabitable, I sat down in a corner. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. I concentrated on my breathing, only my breathing because if I did not keep myself busy then I would lose my sanity. I did not know how long I had been sitting but I heard movements in the room. I ignored the presence and just sat there. I heard footsteps walking towards me.

"Do you want to talk?" he said. I ignored him and sat there with my eyes still shut close. All the pictures I saw in that room -of him, the little girl, and the woman told me everything which I needed to know. He walked away from me and I heard him flip the switch. 

The room did not light up as I have broken the lights. Then he switched the lights of his closet and it lit up but my eyes remained close. I did not want to open them and face the reality anymore. I heard him walk towards me and he sat down next to me. We sat amidst the ruins, the debris of our love. As we sat there, all I felt was a very intense feeling of betrayal, anger, and regret. As tears ran down my cheeks, I felt his emotions too. Guilt, remorse, fear, self-loathing, and at the heart of everything was love. Even in my rage, my heart understood him. I did not need words to understand him.

I understood that he never meant to lie. If he did not have the courage to tell me about his daughter, it was also my fault partially. He did not trust my love enough to accept his daughter and I was partly responsible for it. I understood his agony but I was hurt at the moment. I needed some time and above all, I wanted to leave. "Do you want me to drive you or will you prefer somebody else?" He asked, understanding my wish. The thing about soulmates is that our souls don't need words for communication.

"What about your daughter?"

"She is sleeping. Do you want me to drive you back?" I nodded.

I opened my eyes, stood up, and walked out of the proof of my ravage. I waited for him in his car as my tears kept flowing endlessly. 

He jogged to the car with my luggage and gave me his jacket. Soon he drove me home and I wept for my lost love right beside him.

As I stepped out of the car, he spoke, "Forgive me if possible. I am so sorry. I wish I could show you how ashamed I am."

I walked to the apartment and he followed me. We took the elevator in silence.

He stayed back in the elevator while I walked towards my apartment. But I stopped and spoke without looking back, "You said the Moon Goddess paired us. Did She pair me with you for this day? What did I do to deserve such betrayal? If you meet Her, let Her know that She should have thought about me too. I deserve better."

A pain so sharped pierced through my heart. I clutched my heart and walked into my apartment. I never knew I could withstand so much pain until that night. I sobbed as I paid the price of loving someone with my aching heart and tears. I wept but the agony never went away. I was all choked up as some more scars of his love appeared. I wished I could go back to that day when I gave him my heart. My heart was broken and it was my fault.