This Time, Her Turn [Completed]

Chapter 32

After another 2 days, Geetha's eyes were swollen and she no longer insisted that she did not cry.

"How will I know if you don't say what happened?" Her mother's voice was soft this time.

Geetha could understand her mother. She hated it when Ramit did not say what the problem was when she had asked too and she became mad every time.

"I don't know what to say," she said, not knowing where to start.

"What don't you know? Were your senses shut down? Which doctor should I take you to? Eye or ear?" her mother said, "Just say what happened!"

Geetha glared at her mother. "I need rest, I'm sleeping." She looked down at her belly. She knew no one dared to be harsh towards a pregnant woman with a big belly.

Her mother pursed her lips. "Get out of my sight."

Geetha vaded into her bedroom. She did not show it but she was glad that her mother let her off.

Outside, her father sighed at the situation.

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Laying on her bed, Geetha felt unusually nostalgic, just like in the last two days. She spread apart all four limbs, having had enough of pretending that the pillow was Ramit and holding it.

She remembered all the times she enjoyed Ramit's company, something that she only noticed now in his absence. She smiled remembering how he would cover up her words, being all sensitive and how everything she said would bring subtle changes in his demeanour.

As her thoughts flew everywhere, she dwelled on what he said at the end. If she lost to him in some aspect then it was about love. She grabbed her phone and searched up 'How to develop feelings for a person' and dive into the never ending rabbit hole of love once again. The first time was when Ramit had first confessed to her during highschool.

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Ramit's fever had gone down and he was putting in all his efforts into Hidden. The only noticeable change was how he spoke little and smiled on fewer occasions.

In the evening, his mother called him. He considered ignoring the call as questions popped in his head one after the other. When he was thinking if his parents caught wind of Geetha's departure, his phone silenced.

After a minute it rang again. He picked up.

"Did Geetha go for the checkup? That girl wants to skip it every time."

They didn't know yet. He contemplated if he should break the news.

"Hello?"

"Maa... Did you ask her?"

"Tsk, last time I asked, she said yes. When I asked for the reports she said she didn't go because she felt fine. I don't want to seem like a bad mother-in-law asking everything to be proven. Do you not know if she went or not?" He heard his mother sipping her tea.

"I don't know."

"How can you not know!"

Gulping down his saliva, he said, "She left... actually."

"Now? Where?"

"She's with auntie and uncle."

"Oh? It's good to rest. How come she didn't tell me?"

He looked to the ceiling before closing his eyes and putting his elbow over them. "Not like that... She left..."

After a few moments, he heard his mother sigh. "Weren't you good? What happened?"