Aryan was really sad to hear out his parents deed , little he knew that it was his evil mom , not his dad .
He was crying siting in the corner of the room , he always thought that his parents were the best , they were perfect , but no they aren't he understood , he was crying miserably , someone put a hand on his shoulder , he turned to see it was Shahana , what will she think , was the question roaming in his mind
" Aryan please don't cry " she said softly , tears were flowing form his eyes , she wiped his tears
" It's not your fault " she said , looking straight into his eyes
" My dad , he cheated someone , inspite of being married he slept with another woman " he couldn't even speak further ,
" Aryan , I know purab uncle can't do it , may be disha massi had a misunderstanding " shahana said , as she knew purab is really nice man he can't do this
" then what am I result of " he asked making her speechless
" May be it wo..uld " she also didn't had a answer for him
" Am I Bastard " he asked ,
" What are you saying , please stops this nonsense " she said and hugged him ,
Though she use to fight with him , he was her best friend and she can't see him like this , he too responded to the hug and remained in her embrace for much longer time .
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" Just leave this house "
" If you want our parents to be happy then leave us "
" They don't care for you "
" Now mom too loves me more than you "
" Pallavi aunty hates you "
" You can never snatch my ranbir , he is only mine "
" I just wish you die somewhere , I hope that day you would have died "
No no no! Prachi shouted as she got remembered her twins words full of hatred , they were nothing less than brutal death for her ,
She was already shattered by listening her sisters another wish and now she saw her love engaging with someone , it was her own sister , she already knew the consequences of the deal she made with a selfish girl but still she couldn't handle it , but what can she do , it was for her parents , no for selfish people who forgot her for her other twin .
She was crying , shouting , removing her helplessness on the poor things in the room , one by one she threw all the things here and there , and the next object was the vase which was kept on the night stand . She threw the vase on the mirror crushing it into million of pieces , she moved toward the crushed powered and took a sharp object from it and shaped her hand into a fist , as soon as the sharply edged glass touched her skin , blood started coming out giving her immense pain .
The glass slit her skin , and now the white pale skin was coloured with red blood , she did it , though she was feeling pain but the physical pain was nothing infront of the pain which was storing in her heart .
Holding her hand which was bleeding she sat on the bed , remembering her moments with ranbir .Ranbir went to aryan as he knew his friend need someone , or may be himself , aryan was not just his best friend but his brother also , he was the one who also supported him , in his every ups and downs , he went to his room only to find aryan and shahana hugging each other , he smiled at them and thought that might be his best friend got someone .

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FanfictionOne choice. Her love or her mother's ? God has never been very kind towards Prachi Mehra. Her life has always been drowned under the ocean of problems and hatred from the people who she thought were her own but they never considered her to be one...