My Sweet And Sassy Love

|| EPISODE 32 ||

Sarah's POV

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the resort as evening settled in. My heart raced with frustration as I confronted Abhi in the secluded area he had dragged me to.

"What do you want, Abhi?" I demanded, irritation lacing my voice.

He looked at me with those sad eyes, the kind that used to melt my heart. "How are you, Sarah?" he asked softly.

"How do you think I am? I'm fighting for justice against your family, but I still haven't received it. So, what do you expect?" I shot back, my lips curling into a bitter smirk.

"Sarah, you still like me, don't you?" he pressed, a hint of hope flickering in his gaze.

"No, I don't!" I spat, the weight of his words striking a nerve. "The moment you stood with your family against me, all affection vanished. So please, stop pestering me. I'm leaving."

Just as I turned to walk away, he grabbed me in a tight embrace, desperation pouring from him.

"Please, Sarah. Just give me another chance. If you come back to me, I'll help you get justice. I can't see you with that man. I'll do anything," he pleaded, tightening his grip as if afraid to let go.

I felt a surge of rage. "And what if I refuse? What will you do then?" I asked defiantly, my heart racing as I glimpsed Aryan standing in the distance.

"If you don't come to me, I'll tell everyone what you are. They think you're pure, but they don't know you're tainted. When the truth comes out, they'll shun you," he threatened, a malevolent smile spreading across his face. "I'm the only one who will accept you, Sarah. I'll even go against my family for you. Just give me one more chance."

Every word he spoke fueled my anger; I could feel a fire burning in the pit of my stomach. "I never thought my best friend could stoop so low. You have shown me the true colors of your character. You think your threats can scare me? I've crossed the ocean of fear a long time ago. I don't need your 'help,' nor do I want to be anywhere near you. One day, I will take down your family, and I will watch it crumble to dust."

With that, I pulled free from his grasp and stormed away, leaving him standing there, speechless and rooted to the spot.

As I made my way toward the resort, I caught sight of Aryan walking past, hands tucked into his pockets, staring off into space. "Aryan!" I called out, rushing to catch up with him. But he didn't respond, still lost in whatever turmoil plagued his mind.

"Do you love him?" Aryan suddenly asked, still gazing ahead.

"Are you talking about Abhi?" I confirmed hesitantly.

"Don't say his name around me!" Aryan snapped, his jaw clenched tight.

"Why are you acting like this?" I asked, bewildered by his sudden anger.

"When I ask you a question, I expect a real answer," he demanded, fury simmering in his gaze as he finally turned to me.

"Why are you so angry with me?" I challenged, feeling a lump of frustration form in my throat. Why did it always have to be so complicated?

"Do I not have a right to be angry? I saw you two embracing each other as if you'd never want to let go!" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with a hurt I couldn't ignore.

My heart sank. "So, you think we're in love? Do you really believe my morals are that loose?" I shot back, incredulity washing over me.

"Anyone who saw you both wouldn't think otherwise, Sarah!" he argued, his voice growing louder.

"So, you're just going to be like everyone else, then? This is exhausting. Everything was fine between us yesterday, and now you're acting like a jerk," I snapped, desperately wishing for some peace of mind.

I turned to leave, but he grasped my wrist, the intensity in his eyes making my heart race. "Don't you dare walk away from me, Sarah!"

The pain of his insistent grip hurt more than I expected. "I am scared, Aryan. I'm really scared," I admitted, and without waiting for his response, I yanked my arm free and fled, letting my anger and confusion propel me away from everything.

I ran without a destination, my breaths coming in ragged gasps as I sought refuge on the beach. The soft, cool sand beneath me grounded me with its familiarity, and I sank down, watching the relentless waves roll towards the shore. In this moment of solitude, I made a decision.

I didn't want to hide anymore. I wouldn't mask myself or run from the truth. If people chose to abandon me upon learning who I really was, then let it be so. I was tired of living in fear, tired of pretending. The only secret I wanted to keep was my past from Aryan.

My heart ached as I thought, I love him. I love Aryan... but that truth comes with a price I can't bear to pay.

"What are you doing here, princess?" The warm, comforting voice broke through my thoughts, sending a wave of nostalgia coursing through me. I looked up to find Sharad and Tirtha approaching, and my heart lit up.

They sat down on either side of me, their presence enveloping me like a warm embrace, a balm for my troubled soul. I rested my head on Tirtha's shoulder, feeling the comfort radiate from her.

"What's wrong, Suru?" Tirtha asked, noticing the silent tears that spilled down my cheeks.

In the dim light cast by the single bulb above us, their concern enveloped me. "You both think I'm perfect, don't you?" I asked, my voice a whisper.

"We don't just think it; you are perfect, and that's a fact, princess," Sharad said with a reassuring smile.

I wished, just for a moment, that he could be my older brother in another lifetime. "You're saying this because you don't know everything about me. I'm not the person you think I am. I'm tainted, Thi. I was... I was..." My words trailed off as tears poured from my eyes, the dam I had built around my heart finally breaking.

"Oh God, Suru," Tirtha whispered, her voice tender. "If you don't want to talk, it's okay."

"No, I need to say it. I can't keep holding it in anymore. It's exhausting." I took a deep breath, my heart racing as I prepared to share my story. "I don't want anyone else to know, but I need you two to understand. Especially you, Sharad, and you, Tirtha. I don't want Aryan to find out. I can't bear the thought of him knowing."

They leaned closer, their attention unwavering. I clutched my clothes, wresting with the vulnerability of revealing my painful past, but I was determined. I couldn't hide any longer.

And so, I began to unveil the secrets I had kept so tightly guarded, exposing the scars that marked my soul. It was time to reclaim my truth, even if it meant letting down the very walls I had spent years constructing. 

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What is it that happened with her?

Why she feels this insecure?

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