Aayna’s POV
I slammed the washroom door shut behind me, locked it with shaking fingers, and sank to the cold tiled floor like my knees had given out.
The white fluorescent light above buzzed softly.
Like it didn’t care.
Like it couldn’t see me falling apart.
My hands clutched the edge of the basin, and I stared at my reflection red eyes, bitten lips, cheeks stained with dried tears. Hair messy. Kurti wrinkled.
I looked like a ghost.
Worse like a prisoner.
I wasn’t even crying yet. Just… frozen. Numb.
The pill still sat heavy in my stomach. Like poison.
Why was this happening to me? What had I done wrong? I never even talked back to him. Never crossed a line. I stayed in my limits. Always called him sir.
But now… now I was the one being forced to become a mother to a baby that wasn’t mine. A baby whose real mother Aarzoo didi was dead.
And everyone thought I killed her.
Even he did.
The memory of that slap, the pain, the humiliation it all came crashing down in one wave.
And suddenly, the tears came like a flood.
I sobbed. Hard. Ugly. Loud.
Fist to mouth.
Body curled.
I didn’t care anymore.
I cried for the girl I used to be. For the girl who thought Chennai would mean new beginnings. For the girl who never thought she’d be locked in a room, accused of murder, and force-fed lactation pills.
“Aayna?”
The knock was soft. Not his voice. Gentle.
I froze.
“Aayna? It’s… it’s Rudraksh bhaiya,” the voice said again. One of Rudra’s younger brothers I’d seen him at the function. He looked… kinder. Like the type who smiles at puppies and helps with groceries.
“I-I’m fine,” I croaked, wiping my face, even though I clearly wasn’t.
There was a pause.
“You’re not,” he said gently. “It’s okay not to be.”
Silence.
“I’ll wait out here. No pressure. Just… take your time.”
I pressed my back to the wall and cried again—but this time, quieter.
At least someone… didn’t sound like he hated me.
But I knew better.
No one would protect me from him.
Not even his brothers.
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