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SHEHNAAZ'S P.O.V-
I hung up the phone. I don't know what to think. Sidharth sounds like the Sidharth I know, the Sidharth I have always known. The one who loved and doted on me, only problem is he isn't that man anymore. He is someone's baby's daddy. As much as it hurts me and makes my heart bleed to acknowledge this, I have to. I have lost him. He betrayed me, he betrayed our marriage, our trust, our love. I can never forgive him for cheating on me and bringing his mistress into our home, sleeping with her in my bed. If he ever loved me, even if it was just a little bit, he wouldn't have done that. Now he tells me he wants to talk, to explain. Explain what? That he cheated on me with an ill-mannered girl that wont even let me into my house? No! I am done with him.
I am brought out of my thoughts by the sound of the door opening, and there she is, the woman who replaced me, the mother of my husband's child.
"What are you still doing here?" she questions not hiding the disdain in her voice. I don't know where I get the courage from but I suddenly feel confident again, not dwelling in the heartbreak and betrayal my husband threw at me. It suddenly dawns on me that sitting down here, crying my eyes out gives her power over me. It makes her feel like she won, like she is all that is important. I hate that, I hate feeling vulnerable and powerless. This little girl disrespected me when she didn't even know me and I let her. Instead of putting her in place, I broke down and gave her satisfaction of watching me fall apart. Never again!
"You would like to know that wouldn't you?" I smirk. "Well your precious baby's daddy just begged me to wait for him besides this is still my house, contrary to what you have fooled your peanut brain to believe, everything here says ME!" I sneer. Feeling proud of myself. I see the shock in her eyes and I know I am pressing the right buttons.
"I don't have time to argue with you, get out of my yard!" she growls
"Your yard? Aren't you a bit too ambitious little girl? This house is in my name. I am literally just waiting for your baby's daddy so you both can get your fucking asses out of my property. I doubt he will want to go anywhere with you though. You see my husband loves his woman kind, loving and humble. I am sorry to burst your bubbles little baby's mumma, you are everything my husband hates in a woman. I feel sorry for your baby." I comment, feeling vindictive. I don't know what Sidharth plans to do with this child and it breaks my heart just thinking about it, imagining him making love to this child but I am not about to continue dishing out my insecurities to this ill-mannered little girl. I am not that weak, I am strong. I can handle this. I guess the phone call I received from Sidharth helped.
"Don't fuck with me you old ugly hag! You are not getting anyone out of this house! You think he hates woman like me? It seems you are ambitious one. You should have heard him groan every night, making love to me, claiming me, impregnating me, declaring his love for me, nothing about it said hate, only love honey, it screamed love and passion." she says with a smug and I cant help the tears that well up in my eyes, remembering all the times my husband was unavailable, when he couldn't come to see me, claiming he was busy with Jay, he must have been with her, all the time he was lying to me. I hate him. I hate him for betraying me, for breaking me and my heart, for cheating on me when he gave me his word that he would never hurt me like that again. Most importantly I loathe him for impregnating someone else when he promised he only wanted a child from me. No matter how much I am strong but the truth and what this little girl said break my heart into pieces. I will never forgive him for this.
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