Betrayed 💔

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{Maeve POV}

Today I felt what it feels to be swallowed by pain. Was it from the injury on my head or a shattered heart, well I don't know. Everything went so dark from the moment I saw it. Maybe that's how I jumped in front of the car in the middle of the night. Thankfully the driver was good enough to take me to a hospital.

When the nurse asked whom to inform about the accident I had no name to say. I had to leave all of them for him, my whole family. And now I saw him leaving me for someone else.

 Lying there alone I looked around the empty room. The hospital, the smell there, reminded me of that day. Another accident, It's been 9 long years. 

I was such a restless  kid those days. I was in my 12th grade and was on my way to the school when...

When I opened my eyes, I was lying in a hospital. And there was this big bandage on my head. I looked around the room and  saw him. 

His strong jawline and high cheekbones drew all my attention to him. His dusky skin, perfectly styled hair and those piercing eyes which drew me in were hard to ignore. When I tried to get up, he wrapped his hands around me to help me. That closeness, a moment of us looking into each other's eyes, that was enough for me to fall for him. 

It took me only 2 days to find every detail about him. But it took me almost 2 months of stalking and another 3 months of convincing to make him say yes. Well he didn't say "yes". He pulled me by my waist, looked for a second in my eyes and then locked his lips with mine.  

But Aman was someone my family wouldn't accept

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But Aman was someone my family wouldn't accept. His family background was the issue, so was his religion. It was beyond my multi-millionaire father's nightmare to marry his only child into a middle class family. So I had no other option but to leave them. 

I knew he wasn't the same for a long time. First I thought all these ignorance would be the work pressure. Then I started noticing things. All those late night calls, important meetings on the weekends and anger issues towards me started to make sense. And I knew there was someone else.

I was discharged after 2 days. And my lovely husband didn't even notice I was not home for 2 days. When I came home no one was there. My first thought was to pack my things and get out of there asap. But I had to talk to him. I can't end 5 years of my marriage just because I saw some random messages on his phone.  

It was midnight when he came back. "Sweetheart, what is that bandage on your head? Are you hurt?"

"I wasn't home for 2 days. And I don't think you noticed."

"What 2 days? Oh you know work these days are too much. I come home go directly to sleep. By the way where were you."

"Never mind" I went to the room and locked the door. He didn't even come after me to ask. He don't care any more.

But why didn't I asked him about the texts. Maybe I already knew the answers. But I can't bear to hear it from him. I don't want to hear him saying he was cheating me all this time, that there is no US any more.

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