Manvi pov:
It had been a week since I last met him. Nothing much had changed. I had been in my room for most of the week except for times like going to shopping mall with my dad when he would literally drag me out of my room. I know that they understand that something was wrong with me and would not disturb me most of the time, and I was grateful for that.
Over the week one thing that I had realized is that, my feelings for him had grown stronger and I am unable to accept the reality. the fear of loosing him after telling him the truth was one major reason why I kept avoiding chances to tell him the truth all through the month, even though, I had enough of them. Look..... I knew this would happen one day. He had left me just like that when I wanted him the most.
I felt tears running my cheeks. "Hufft" I breathed out heavily and wiped my cheeks before standing up from my bed and walking towards the bathroom. I need to visit my office as the article is getting released today. The day for which I had been waiting eagerly for the past month but did not want it to come in the past few days....... the day where everything would be officially done between us. The day where I would meet him for one last time.
I took my time in the shower. The cold water made me feel a little better. When I was about to come out.... I saw his face on the mirror. hahhaa...... did I tell you this? I had been hallucinating his face then and there in the past week. He would show up anywhere and everywhere. I smiled at the mirror and left the bathroom. that's when I saw him standing at the end of the room.....
'Bottle green suits you well' I heard him say. I had gone complete nuts right?..... now I have even started hearing him talk. I ignored it and went and sat in front of my mirror to do a little makeup so as to hide my dark circles under the eyes. And again there I saw his face instead of mine. My god...... save me from this hell. I closed my eyes tight and opened them again and luckily it was my face this time. And after that he was also there near me in the dining table when I had my breakfast. even though I liked the thought of having him near me all through the day, the thought of loosing my sanity made me keep avoiding him.
"Good morning madam. where to?" my driver asked me once I got inside my car. "Good morning Mahesh. First to the office and then to 'Vidyut industries' for lunch." I said and he nodded before starting the car. The car ride was silent and peaceful contradicting the environment in the office. Everyone was busy and the sound was heard from the streets. As soon as I entered, I noticed the tension on everyone's face. It was very much prominent that all of them were waiting for the responses. Even though my article was the main one for the month's magazine, there were also other important articles in them.
"Can I look at the cover page for the month?" I asked my colleague. she turned around from her seat and looked at me surprised...... "You had not taken a look at it madam?" she asked and I nodded my head. she turned back to her screen in disbelief to open a file from her system. when the file popped up.... I regretted asking her to show me. A picture of him in his perfectly tailored suit came up. He was smiling brightly even though I could see the hidden pain in his eyes. He looked just as handsome as ever. This man really knows how to smile, be at office every day working as ever when his life had been a complete mess for years now.
The magazine had just been published in all famous book stores and libraries and the sales point had reached heights already. It had even broken our own records of sales from earlier. I placed all my other stuffs except my phone, on my cabin and walked towards Shiv sir's office room.
"Welcome Miss. Perfect. You had proved yourself again. I am so proud of you my girl." he said as soon as I entered and hugged me tight as if he had been waiting for me to come. I smiled at his words..... these are the words that had kept me going in this field for years now.
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RomanceLove is not perfect always. It is in it's own way. But the feel can never vanish. It is like a mark from a permanent marker. Life is nothing without love. Love is nothing without heart. But the words we speak, It breaks the heart. This is a story a...