~ One call could change the whole life ~
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What happens when one night you get drunk and ring up to a person you are prohibited to? 🚫
That's the borderline SHE shouldn't have crossed where one prank/joke of hers turned...
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"I didn't know that One Night, One Call and One Voice would make me bend on my knees."
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Chapter 28:- Day 6: My Wolf
*Karan's POV*
Dad gave it to me when i was fifteen. He's last gift before he...
The last ever thing of his with me, even though i have a room full of his memories, but this was something he gave me as a symbol of love.
Oh yes, Love.
He surely wanted to give the one he loved, but my biological mother who didn't give a shit about his endless love and kept on cheating him, breaking him and he kept on loving her.
He knew she fucked people behind his back, but he had only one thing in his face. Silence. He believed that love is the strongest power in the world. I still remember his words and that day.
"Karan"
I turned around and looked at the tall figure who called me, My Dad, "Ji Dad"
My Dad.
My superhero.
My saviour.
My First Teacher.
My Role Model.
My Everything.
He smiled and sat to the chair next time. My face always brightens whenever i see my Father smile. "Mera beta din ba din handsome hota jaa rha hai.. hmm..?" i grinned and he ruffled my hair. 'Ab beta kiska hai hnn' he said proudly.
"Aapka Dad" i hugged him "You are The Best Dad in the World" and he returned our Father-Son hug, the ultimate bro hug, he patted my shoulder proudly and gave me his manly, most enchanting smile. He brought his other hands from behind and took my hand in his slipped a rose gold pendant with two hearts locked in each other. I took the pendant in my fingers tips and looked at him with a questioning look,
"yeh mein tumhari Mom--"
"woh meri mom nahi hai" i said bluntly, anger pooling inside me. She could never be my mom. Never ever.
"aisa nhi bolte beta" he held my chin in his hands.
"aap itne relaxed kaise ho sakte hain Dad? Aapne khud apni aankhon se dekha ki unhone aapko peeth peeche kya kya kiya hai.. ab yeh mat boliyega ki woh bass aise hi hug kar rahi thi. Mein itna bhola nahi hun dad. Am 15. Mujhe bahut ache se pata hai ki konsa hug friendly hota hai aur konsa nahi. Aap unhe chod kyun nahi dete.. kyun apne aap ko dukh pahunchate hain" I frustratingly turned away from him.
