Redeeming love

Chapter 5

Vihaan's POV

I hide behind a wall as I see both of them stopping in middle of road. I can't hear them but I can try to read their lips but having hritik's back towards me I can't predict what is he saying. Suddenly Disha turns with a smile. Instantly I knew that it was fake. I can't believe hritik doesn't know it. Or maybe he doesn't want to believe it. I start reading her lips.

"It's okay Bhai. It was our trio's past and I am over him. Let's not dwell on past and enjoy our present, okay?"

Lie. A big lie. She is still stuck up in past. And our wedding ring is a proof of that which is hanging in her neck. She still loves me but doesn't want to except it. And what about the call which she was giving me. I had a technician do a thing to my phone so whenever she will call it will say the number is unavailable.

They start moving to random shops and instantly I also find myself with them. Me holding disha's hand and hritik grumbling behind. I blink my eyes to get back to the reality. And it get successful. I wipe away the tear which has slipped out of my eyes.

We can never have that relationship we had in the past. Our life has changed and it can never be redeem. Shaking my head I turn away. Away from them and go back to my car. I get inside and order the driver to drive.

I never thought that Disha would say yes to come here. Nevertheless it's good that she didn't chickened out just like she did three years ago. I just hope that she doesn't meets some reporter or a reporter doesn't gets a whiff of her being here. I love to see her cry but only from the pain of leaving me not by some stranger who hurts her feelings by some foolish questions.

I sign and tilt my head back. I close my eyes.

“Drive where you want for two hours....just don't stop the car." I order to the driver.

“Disha." I mumble. She doesn't even leaves me alone. When I sleep she comes in my dream. When I close my eyes for sometime her face instantly pops up. But I don't hate it, even if after waking up from dreams it hurts to face the reality. Because in those dreams I get to be with her.

The two hours go in a blink and I find myself infront of my room. Getting inside I get ready in a dark blue tuxedo. I wear the accessories kept with it by my secretary. After getting ready I leave for the party. I get inside the hall and stand at the corner. I lift a drink by a passing waiter.

“Shhh” I say by putting my index finger infront of my lips as the waiter was ready to take my name. He nods his head and leaves. No one sees me here as everyone are busy in their own. I just came here to see her. I know the host and the hosts family would not like me being here.

My breath hitches as I see her coming in. Suddenly I feel pain in my hand but my eyes don't move down. She is looking breath takingly beautiful. Her beautiful eyes that are moving everywhere in search of someone. Must be her family. The confidence which she is caring today is not because of etiquette classes which she had taken. It's the result of these three years. But her neck doesn't have our wedding ring.

As she turns for a millisecond my hold on glass tightens which increases the pain of my hand. Her back is bare making the small mole on her spinal cord visible to my eyes. The tendrils of her hair grazing her nape is fucking sexy. My breathing increases. My eyes goes to her lips. My own unconsciously comes out to lick my lip.

I want her. I want those lips covering my own. I want to lick that bare back. I want to cover her neck with my hand. I want to rip her hair out of the clip holding it.

My breathing stops as she finally sees me. Her widen and shocked eyes turns to adoration. I keep my expression neutral. Everything stops around me. Her eyes moves down and again moves up to my eyes. Suddenly she takes a steps towards me, then another.