Forbidden Desire

CH 34 || Fighting The Fate

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With his back connected to one of the wooden cupboards, Aahir was perched on the floor. Aditi was stuck to him. Her hands were immovably holding his shirt and her eyes were closed. She didn't need him to leave. She was done with the separation from him and wasn't ready for another, for even a minuscule moment.

Their heartbeats were placid as though that embrace was what they required. Aahir was safely holding her nearer to him, not leaving an inch of room. His jawline was on her hair. They didn't require anything. Long stretches of quietness together were attempting to mend the two broken souls.

Sometime later, Dhriti entered. She didn't have the heart to split them up; however, she had no way out. Aahir when heard the strides looked at the passageway. Briefly, Dhriti couldn't utter a word when she noticed the two in colossal agony. At the point when her eyes met with Aahir she spoke, "It's...it's time for her to take a shower and her dressing."

Taking a brief pause she added, "You should change too."

Aahir only pushed Aditi slightly yet she shuddered. She held him all the more firmly if conceivable. She figured he would leave her and that was the thing that she didn't want.

Dhriti saw her friend's reluctance so she made a stride but stopped when Aahir said, "I will help her." Dhriti nodded and afterward left.

Aahir was attempting to move but tenacious Aditi wasn't letting him.

"We should go together." He said but didn't have the guts to promise since all his previous promises had only been broken. 'Together' word did wizardry and her hold was released. She raised her head and looked at him. The genuineness in those dark orbs compelled her to let him take charge.

Aditi detached herself from him, giving him space so he could get up. Aahir stood up first and scooped her up in his arms.

He strolled towards his room and discovered a medical attendant was at that point present when he reached there.

"You can leave." The medical caretaker didn't depart until she noticed Aditi was more than alright with Aahir. Aahir shut the door behind and took Aditi to the washroom. He disposed of his tee that was canvassed in blood and afterward began to help Aditi so she could clean up.

He was amazingly gentle, careful as though was dealing with a delicate blossom. Aditi didn't let out the slightest peep yet felt at peace. Each injury on her body was breaking him but he didn't leave her. She needed him and he didn't plan to walk out on her.

Aahir gave Aditi a warm bath and afterward did her dressing. Making her wear comfortable clothes he went to have a quick shower. Aditi didn't want him to leave her for even a second however he by one way or another persuaded her. She listened in light of the fact that it was just Aahir whose words were equipped for clearing their direction to her.

Aditi's eyes were on the entryway of the washroom sitting tight for Aahir. The second the door to the washroom opened she took a full breath of alleviation. He remained there seeing her messed up state thus did she, entranced at her place.

Their daze had to break when Aahir's phone rang which he had kept on the bedside bureau. Aahir moved towards it and Aditi's gaze was on his movement. When he bent to get the phone Aditi palmed his left cheek. Her delicate fingers stroked the bruises on his skin.

Aahir picked the call and his eyes met with Aditi's. She was hurt when she noticed his injuries from close.

"Hi, Aahir, where are you? We need to leave." Kevin was on the call. When the vulnerability began to spread in Aditi's eyes hearing the other person's voice Aahir replied, "Kevin, do as we planned. I'm not coming."