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REMORSE

KARV

She closes the door in my direction. I realise I am solely to blame. I deserved everything. I deserved all of the suffering after shattering her heart. I felt like crying when I insulted her in that manner. I continued to stare at the closed door. To my heart, that was an open door, not a closed one. The "YOU ARE NOT WELCOME" signboard was visible to me.

Even though I knew the door would not open, I still had to try. I pounded on the door nonstop. I called her name again and again, hoping that maybe this time she would listen. I spent an hour standing close to the door. I tapped repeatedly, but she did not come out.

"Mish, please listen to me for once," I screamed, but she didn't reply, lest she open the door for me.

It took Mishika two more hours to open the door, and I could tell by now that she was too upset with me. She was heartbroken after I had broken her heart, not simply angry at me. I deserved everything. I was aware that my cruelty had fractured her innermost being. She has suffered from me all her life. All I knew was that, at the very least, I would be able to lessen the damage I had done to her spirit, even though I knew it would never heal. It was my duty to ease her suffering to some extent. I knew I had to heal her, even if I had no chance of ever getting her back. I was solely to blame for it. She never trusted anyone because of me. She had lost confidence in love, and it was all my fault. Because of me, she had spent a full four years apart from her family.

I could see the pain in her eyes today. The agony of not being able to lead a healthy life. The anguish of losing faith in others. The hurt of having no one to trust. The sadness of losing a beautiful family and love. The anguish of not being able to experience love once more. I had to heal her now that I was fully to blame.

I realised she was in too much pain to even reply, so I turned and headed back to my room. I sat on the couch after shutting the door to my room. I was hurt to see her suffering. I was the reason for her pain. I was in too much anguish to bear. I got out the whisky bottle and poured myself a drink. When did that one drink become several? I had no idea. The next day, I wished to wash away all of my suffering. I took another sip, but the agony persisted. The whisky was quickly emptied, and I didn't notice it until I passed asleep.

I had no idea when the sun began its journey or when the moon finished it. The voice that reached my ears was pitch-black. Someone was shouting at the door when I woke up. I strained to look straight through my squinted eyes. With the sun shining directly on my face, my vision was blurry. Upon fully opening my eyes, I became aware that I had dozed off on the floor the previous evening. When I heard the voices once more, I knew that someone was yelling at me to get up. I was very inebriated and had trouble thinking clearly. Somehow, I managed to get off the ground and get to the door to open it.

As I swung open the door to my room, Arjun was already there, his presence looming over me like a dark cloud. Without a word, he shoved me inside, his grip tight on my collar, choking the words in my throat. Gasping for air, I pleaded with him to let go, but he stormed out of my life without a backward glance.

"Why are you doing this? What's going on?" I managed to croak, my voice strained from the pressure on my windpipe.

"I should've done this sooner," Arjun growled, his anger palpable.

Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to comprehend his actions. "What's wrong with you, Arjun? Why do you hate me?"

His frustration boiled over. "I warned you not to ruin our Navratri, but you... who knows what you said to Mishika," he spat.

"I don't understand," I protested weakly, my head already pounding with a headache.

"Mishika's gone! She's left, and we have no idea where she is," Arjun seethed with anger.