~ A one - shot on #vani ♡♡ ~
~ grab yourself for an emotional ride
*** Sensitive ones~do avoid reading***
"Death is not the opposite of life
but a part of it "
~"I might be physically dead; but not emotionally as I still...
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"You are a bloody stalker ! What the hell actually you want...huh..? Just get lost !" Veeranshu Singhania roared , clutching his head in his palms due to splitting pain , right at the person who held his soul , Bani Veeranshu Singhania, his sweetheart . The constant wailings of the unknown baby too acted as an addition to his irritation.
Bani looked at the man infront her with her eyes which were shedding tears miserably. What was her fault ? Did she not deserve a good life ? Veer had been forgetting her and about her existence every now and then after they became each other's by all means. It was heartbreaking for bani , heartwrenching , especially for a pregnant woman.
Bani clutched her belly gently when veer spat the venomous words at her. Maybe it was happening because of the pain and irritation veer was dealing with, in her presence. But for a woman who was carrying a baby in her tummy, it was something so piercing.
Bani knew it was not her veer , who said those words at her but the one, whose memory was tampered by the Farishta. But she couldn't help herself from breaking down. Bani had no energy left inside her system to fight and to weave a plan to bring back her husband's lost memory.
All she had in her hands as an asset now, was her baby and she could do anything and everything needed to safeguard it's existence. It was more needed, she was a mother now and she will save her baby even if it meant letting her own life down.
Bani looked at a fuming veer infront of her and rubbed off her tears, blankly. He was saying something, but her ears refused to listen to them . She was left living - dead and so was her ears.
"Sorry Mr. Veeranshu Singhania ...." bani struggled to collect her voice and somehow managed to say those to her husband and walked past him . It was the limit. She was a girl who had never let anyone point a finger at her dignity or character. But she managed to remain intact in the case of veer whom she loved with her whole.
But every thing has a limit and the pain that flashed in veer's face every time, whenever she tried to near him, didn't help her either. She didn't want veer in pain and at the same time she didn't want someone to point a finger at her character too. And so the best conclusion she could collect was to ~ leave .
