"Hey, baby?" I smile cheekily, grabbing Shreyan's attention and the girl beside him.
He facepalms and looks at me, "Avyuktha?"
"You look handsome, boyfriend." I wink at him and look at the girl beside him. "I'm sorry to say this. He's taken. We hav...
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“What happened? You kept yourself busy with your phone?” Ishu asks, placing the coffee cup on the table. “How is your health now.”
I nod, “I am fine. It's just that for four days I feel nauseous and bloating,” I close my eyes and lay my head in Deva’s lap. “I feel this terrible pain in my abdomen.”
“Did you have periods?” Deva asks, caressing my hair.
I nod. “I had but not much,” I wet my lips and snuggle more into myself. “Maybe that's why I am having these pains.”
“Did you tell Shre?” Deva asks, brushing off hair from my cheeks. “Did you, Avi?”
I blink my tears. “No,” I breathe out painfully, “We had a fight and since then he is avoiding me. I am trying to call him since the night we fought but he just blocked my number.”
“What's wrong with that Idiot? Did he forget the threat I have given him at the wedding or did he think it was just an empty threat?” Ishu snorts. I chuckle, looking at her, and stay silent.
Deva understands that something is wrong with me. She turns me to her and caresses my cheeks. “It's been three days since I am seeing the bulge on your cheek. What happened?” she asks.
My tears break into floods and they roll down my cheeks. Ishu gets alerted and runs to me, “Avi, what happened? Did he do anything? Did he... Did he manhandle you?” she asks, wiping my tears.
I press my lips together to stop sobbing and they understand everything. Both of them hug me tightly while I sob in their arms like a baby.
I didn't want to make Shreyan bad in front of them but when they understood my silence as a painful battle, there is no point in hiding it from them. Eventually, they will know.
“Why did he do it?” Deva asks.
I hold my head in between my hands and sob, “I don't know. I know my ignorance angered him but I didn't expect him to hit me. When I was just thrashed into the wall, I don't know what I was thinking. I was scared of losing him more than I was scared of losing my self-respect. I was scared of having him hate me more than I was scared of hating myself. I was scared of my relationship with him more than I was scared of the beast in him. To make things right, I apologized. I don't know why I did it but I know I loved him even that second which is why I gave up my self-respect, love for myself, and the bruised woman in me,” I wipe my tears and cough, still, continuing to pour my heart out, “It happened a 2-3 times before but it was unintentional and I found love in him but the other night, he was not my Shreyan, not my Annu.”
