His To Destroy

Scars

Vihaan almost had a heart attack. He quickly replied, "This is my house. I can roam anywhere."

She calmly placed down the comb and said, "I know this is your house and you don't need to remind me again and again. I just wanted to ask weren't you going somewhere? Office? "

"Actually I am not feeling well. I am taking a leave for today. "

An old man entered in the room, "You are here and I am searching for you everywhere. Aren't you going office today? It's already late. "

Now who was this person?

"Papa he isn't well. So,he won't go office today. "

Vihaan looked at her. His eyes went to the photo frame on her back hanging from the wall, where his lookalike and the girl standing in wedding attires. He understood she was his wife......................... And this old man was the father.

"Okay then I am informing Angrey you won't go today. Ridhima beta, do one thing, prepare some kadha for him. "

Saying he left the room. Ridhima looked at Vihaan whose heart was beating badly.

"Why did you change again? Weren't you wearing the black suit? "

"No....its my wish I can wear anything. Who are you to poke your nose in my matter? "

She nodded slightly and left the room. He sighed a breath of relieve. He roamed around the room and noticed everything. This man seemed wealthy, classy and neat. Then why would he actually murder Maira? Where was her body? He felt a sting in his heart thinking about the moment when he had to answer mom and dad about her. What would he tell them? Dad would obviously get a heart attack.

Hours passed till Ridhima came to call him for dinner. He noticed a thing that she was behaving  coldly with him.

He picked up the spoon and started eating.

"Why are you eating with your left hand? "

The old man blurted. They both were looking at him.

Vihaan was like he would be caught now. He was an ambidextrous. But maximum times he would use his left hand. He cleared his throat and said,"I- I went for a change. "

He knew if he told that he got his right hand wounded, they would try to check it. And when they would find no wound, they would be suspicious. He needed to place each step carefully.

When they retired to the room, Vihaan noticed that Ridhima was looking at him peculiarly.

"Why are you looking at me like you saw a ghost? "

"No... Just wondering how different you look without beards."

"At the end I am human. I can't roam around like a werewolf now! So, I shaved them off. "

"Human? You? "

She started laughing. Though it was strange for Vihaan, but he could feel that her laughter contained a certain pain.

"By form you are a human. By nature you are the worst satanic creature. "

Saying she retired to the bed without waiting for his answer.

Vihaan couldn't understand why was she calling him a satanic creature? Then he realised that he wasn't Vihaan but Vansh for them. But why would a wife demean her husband like this?

Vihaan was oblivious of the thing that Vansh wasn't a caring and loving husband but an abusive rapist who traumatized the poor girl.

Without saying anything else, he layed down beside her. He was so scared being so close with a woman for the first time. He tried to maintain the maximum distance he could. He was feeling damn uncomfortable. Suddenly a sleepy Ridhima placed her leg over him. He was flabbergasted by this move.