"And why should I listen to you, can you please explain?"
Her tone made bile rise in his throat, his jaw clenching itself in annoyance as he was not used to this.
"Why are you being so formal Pallavi, can't we just have a normal conversation, one normal conversation?"
On any other day, his calm tone would have made her feel better, but today it just irked her.
"Normal, huh? First of all, there is no we left. Secondly, nothing is normal anymore. Whatever this is, this is it."
His anger levels were rising slowly, trying to surpass the pain he felt at the same time. He struggled to find words as it was difficult for him to stand at a one-hand distance from her, having her so close and yet not in his arms. His pain was still more than his anger and he struggled to keep his calm.
"No! It can't be, please Pallavi listen to me once please-"
"And do what! What should I do to listen to you? What right do you have to ask me to listen to you right here almost in the middle of the night?" She snapped at him, the fine line that separated her patience and anger disappearing in thin air.
"I am your husband!"
"YOU WERE MY HUSBAND!"
He was a hundred percent sure that if anyone could see his heart right now, they would be able to see the big crack that fell right through it, making it bleed in the colour of pain and love.
"Pallavi-"
"You were my husband Raghav." She stated. Stated as if it didn't cause her any pain. Stated as if it didn't mean anything to her. "You lost the right to call yourself my husband the day you decided to walk out of our lives, the day you choose yourself without even bothering to talk about it, the way you just thought about yourself and not us-"
"I was blinded by greed and it was you who walked out-"
"Don't you dare blame me because you have no right to." She declared. "You were so crazy about the expansion that you failed to see anything beyond, ambition is one thing but being obsessed with it to the extent that you forget the existence of other humans in your life is unacceptable Raghav, now excuse me I have to go home."
As she walked away, her slender wrists were grabbed by his huge palms, pain shooting through them as she was pulled back close to him, her forehead bumping into his chest, his eyes red, desperation and relentless oozing in the colour red.
"NO, when I say listen to me you listen, you do not walk away like this Pallavi, not when I am here-"
"And it's totally fine that you walked away?" She jerked him off, freeing herself from his arms which suffocated her, the same arms which once used to be her peace. "This is not a Hindi daily soap Raghav that you'll walk in and out as you please and I would accept it like a dumb woman, No I have a vision of what I want in my life ahead and you are not a part of it, now leave!"