Ahana POV
Its been two weeks since I got to know the whole truth, Atharva says there is still one more thing I had to face but he can only reveal when time is right. May be he thinks I am vulnerable which is the reason why he wants to take time before exposing me to the truth because last time was a bit taxing. I was strong but it was a lot to take in, to think that I wasted my days, months and weeks on a person like my husband or to say soon to be ex husband stressed me out.
Yes, I have decided to divorce him, before I thought there was something wrong with me and I was at fault for feeling the bitterness around me. Oh how I felt guilty only I would know, but now I am very proud of myself that I was right all along. I was just coward to accept it but now I have no reason to prolong this name sake relationship.
Since the minute I came to know the truth Atharva stopped locking me and now I can tour the house, cook if I want to, explore the garden and go out for long walks. I have to have security around me but it is for my protection. They are in casual clothes moving around me like they are strangers to me but they are always there.
I am allowed to go to work now, one of the cop comes with me as my personal assistant. It seems that Atharva visited my boss told her that I am his wife and since he is a cop in a high profile case there is a threat for my life, and the boss believed it because She never met my husband and as I never cared about Viraj so I dint have any pictures of him on my social media. The situation worked in our favor and I am allowed for protection.
I found the situation funny because Atharva was in a disguise which actually looked like Viraj from far and me, I am dropped till the door step, even my attire changed, its like we are 2 celebrities and we are running away from paparazzi. He wears caps, glasses, pollution masks, hoodies while I wear formal fancy dresses, make up and I put on a brunette hair wig leaving it out open, when in the past I used to wear comfortable but cotton formal tops and pants with my hair in a pony or a bun without make up.
Once I am back from work, we are making plans to expose him, to bait him and get him to prison. Atharva insisted that in this world of danger I have to take extra measures to be safe which includes self defence classes and improving my mental/emotional/physical strength. I am taught different techniques to fight when I'm under any danger, I am picked and dropped to therapy sessions and I take classes for salsa , pottery and swimming. One day I actually bragged about my partner in salsa class being nice and it irked him so much that he ended up visiting and dancing with me that day and me laughing my ass off at him when he was glaring at my partner and trying to do all the right steps, I never imagined a muscular strong man ready to dance just because he got jealous, it was cute. Somedays I am tired but yet he motivates and pulls me to walks with him after dinner and we talk about my progress.
In the night when I lay in my warm bed hugging my pillow I go back to the time when I was young, a women who had a charm, who hoped for her dreams to come true, who desired for passion and love reading all those novels and stories. Atharva being in my present takes me back to my past
6 years back
I was sitting in the common space in my new college making notes for my next class when principal called me to his room. Principal Chaterjee was my family friend who always motivated me to aim high and do well in life. Though my parents stopped loving me , he used to mentor me and he insisted that I study here and when I gave the entrance test, my marks helped me in gaining a scholarship here.
When I told my decision to my parents all they said was "do whatever you want as long as you are not in our face always". Even when I joined the boarding school they said they dint want to see me so much and sent me there which was okay for me because the nuns were very motherly and affectionate. Anyways now that I got in, I have applied for a part time job on the campus and volunteer in the principal's office. I work with Mr. Chaterjee whenever I have free, just to earn some experience while helping out when he has his hands full. I also work in the cyber cafe on this campus for extra money every day of the week for two hours each day leaving out the days they have maintenance scheduled.
I rushed to his room when I heard from peon that Principal was looking for me. When I went in he told me that he has a meeting in the other campus and one of the new joinee of our class is joining today as he had his competitive exams until 2 days ago. As the new student was two weeks late for joining he wanted me to take care of him and give him a tour and an intro of classes. I agreed with him and I sacrificed my lunch hour to wait for this guy by the waiting area in our college. He was late by 10 minutes and I get annoyed when someone is late, I almost picked up my cellphone to text Mr. Chaterjee about this late student when I felt a pat on my back.
I turned back to look at him and my cellphone slipped from my hand landing on the floor. This happened not because I had buttery fingers but because of the man who stood in front of me. He dint look like a boy, he looked more like a man with a boyish charm who knows his way around things, he had dimpled smile and his eyes twinkled with amusement looking at the phone on the ground and my attention to him. He gave a smirk, picked up the phone all the while looking at me. I wet my lips in nervousness when he took my hand in his placing the phone in my hand. I was still looking at him when he flicked his fingers in front of me.
Him: You must be Ahana ?
Me: Yes I am her, I mean I am Ahana, how do you know that?
Him: How did I know what ?
Me: How did you know that I am Ahana
Him: Actually I am the student who is late, Principal Chaterjee said that Ahana will help you in your first few days. I came and asked in reception and she pointed me in your direction.
Me: Oh, you are him then, the guy who is late
Him: You can call me that or you can call me by my name Atharva
Me: Atharva
The minute I said his name he gave me a full blown smile and involuntarily I sighed in wonder my mind looking at his smile.
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