SKELETON IN THE CLOSET

50. I totally forgot!

Eda's pov:

My body jerked forward

"Sorry" Aditya mumbled, that's when I realise we are travelling in our car back to the mansion. I totally forgot about this.

"Take me somewhere adi"

"It's late eda"

"Please" He nodded, reluctant about the idea. I know nisha might be waiting for him back at their house but I can't go to my home right now, my own room suffocates me, a thin layer of scepticism wraps me whole and pushes me into a deep moana, where it will be paradoxical for me to come up clean or logical.

He did that again, making me test my sanity. He always does this. His smooth but knotty words sans fail breaks my lucidity.

Is that true?
He didn't cheat on me?
I live a lie all these years? Or was he just bluffing to make him look good in my eyes, but why would he do that?

Car stopped on BWSL of mumbai, I stepped out as fast as can before removing the seat belt.

"Take it eda" A water bottle is shoved in my hands, I nodded thankful to his favour. I turn to look at the glowing buildings, it's soothing. I took long breaths to calm my racing heart.

Is it okay to cry now? I mean I don't know how to react to his words. There's pure certainty and honesty in his words, his eyes while saying those line were so staunch, I flew to another world hearing thoat line.

I am happy? More than I could put the feeling into a sentence. But I am not sure what to do next? Should I go back to him or just feel happy that I wasn't betrayed? Then why is my heart bleeding, all these five years I lived in my own assumptions?
What about daisy?

I don't have believed him but daisy's words from that day coerced my brain to trust his words.

He was shot and it's not a small thing to overlook like parents do in their kids silly mistakes. His wife didn't show up, and I didn't hear anything about her since starting day. Not that I have been so close with them, at least I would have heard a new name from their mouths if not from elders at least from daisy.

Which wife won't come to visit her shot husband? It's baffling me since day one, don't get me wrong I am waiting to see her.

What she looks like? How she behaves? How she speaks? Is she an Indian? Many questions were left unanswered in my head and I accepted it, darned that woolen questions sheet in my brain to cease it from opening up to new query.

"Aditya go home the remaining gaurds will take me back to the mansion" I said not turning away from this beautiful infinity shining edifices.

"Nisha is asleep eda and won't wake up till two in the morning" Confused I look over my shoulder

"Why at that time?" I ask

"She craves something daily at that time. One day mangoes, one day chocolates etc. I will get what she asks"

"How could you do that, I mean you already gets tired and waking up in the middle of night is so stress"

"Yes sometimes I can't even open my eyes from exhausting and she understands but I love doing those sweet things for her. Little things matter in relationship eda" He smiled looking at the sky.

"What about her?"

"Huh?"

"Does she do something like that for you?" He nodded smiling sadly

"Remember the day I got shot" I gulped but nodded "I was bed ridden for fifteen days, then we are just dating and knowing each other. She was by my side all day and night, she took leave from her work to spend every minute with me. She didn't felt disgusted to clean my poop or pee, I used to vomit cause of metal poisoning, she cleaned up every fucking time with patience. She didn't complain, not even once. I used to feel intense abdominal pain, she is the one to call nurse to give me injection for that without me speaking about pain" A tear crawled from his left eye, he rubbed it away fastly.