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"I promise that i will not leave a single chance to turn your life into living hell You will beg in front of me but i will not stop. Mark my words, just the way you had broke my heart i will do it with double power." His hatred claded words reve...
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A completely shocked ritvik was standing on his place being stoned on the floor. His mind had stopped proceeding far back and his heart beats getting faster like the next moment it will jump out breaking the cage of his ribs. Ritvik was more than overwhelmed after seeing her. His eyes full of tears as the pain had came out and in no way it will remain hidden to alone himself.
Krisha somehow smiled within her tears. She stepped near him and held both of his palms in hers. She was very hurt before but now everything had faded away and she could remember only her love. She pecked on his palms and immediately hugged him. Ritvik felt her touch real and his arms wrapped around her possessively.
He hid his face in her hair and cried out his fear and pain. Both of them lost in each others arms after a far long time.
After few minutes they parted away. Ritvik didn't leave her and cupped her face in his hands kissing her forehead while still checking if she was real Or not.
"Ritvik_"
"You are real, right? You really came to me? Am I dreaming krisha?" Ritvik's questions made her guilty. How much she had made him suffer in just a week! How will be his condition if they separated? And how will she live if something like that happened? This one whole week had tested them and their love with lot of hardships. They had faced the end level pain and fear that even the though of separation was trembling their hearts badly.
Krisha held his strong muscled arms and leaned forward sealing his lips with hers. She didn't deepened the kiss just kept her soft pairs on his rough ones in a manner to calm him down.
Ritvik's eyes closed as the stings of tears flowed down his fair clean shaved cheeks. Krisha's palms reached wiping them as she parted away and smiled kissing on his cheek. She took the soft end of her drape and cleaned his handsome face which was little covered with tears.
Still looking at her face he sniffled. He was still unable to belive but her touch, her presence and her peaceful appearance had made him believe that she was real and they were both together in each other's arms. Ritvik hugged her one more time pecking over her hair.
"I love you!"
"I love you too!" She whispered back looking deep into his brown orbs.
"How do you come here? Did you tell your parents? And why I don't know anything? I_i am confused!" Ritvik voiced out being clueless. Krisha shook her head and decided to explain him.
"I didn't know that it's your home. Mumma, papa and I had come to meet the boy's family with whom they had decided my marriage but after coming here I came to know that it's you. That's all I know the rest is still unfolded." She narrated her side story. Ritvik was clueless as even he didn't know anything and also he had refused to see the picture when his father was showing. Definitely that's the root of all confusion, if he had seen it already then maybe the story would have different but whatever it was now he was happy and satisfied.
