50 | thunderstorm

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Chapter 50 : Thunderstorm 

Ruhaani stormed out of the building into open air. On the way out, she had impulsively taken a glass filled with some sort of drink off a waiter's tray. She didn't know what it was but she had hoped the bitter burning taste of the liquid would help the pain in her heart feel less. It hadn't.

She tried but failed to stop her tears. She didn't just want Aadarsh in her life as a husband. She wanted his affection, his feelings, his attention, his everything! It was stupid, really. She was keeping expectations. Those that were the root cause of disappointments in a relationship.

She wiped her tears, standing in an isolated spot beside a tree. Her face turned to the bark of the tree, so that no one saw the tears in her eyes. She was stronger than this. She hated how she was reduced to this. Crying in public? What on earth was wrong with her? She had literally seen the worst. But somehow the pain was nothing less this time.

A few minutes passed as she tried to comfort herself, to make herself see reason, to ignore her stupid heart.

Siddhi was beautiful, Ruhaani would never stand a chance to win a competition against her. She looked so freaking perfect. Her hair was jet back styled so sophisticatedly. Her gown a beautiful red that instantly drew the attention of people around her. She was like a freaking Barbie princess. The only domain where Ruhaani outshined her was height. She was taller than her. However, Siddhi's shorter height made her look cute with Aadarsh. Tears stung her eyes. She never looked that perfect with him. She probably never would.

She wanted Aadarsh, for herself. She wanted him to feel all that he felt for Siddhi, for her. This was so stupid. This was crazy. She was acting like her four-year-old daughter. Being stubborn. Being unrealistic. Being unwise.

She wiped the fresh set of tears that had started their journey down her eyes. Her phone, inside the grasp of her hand buzzed calling for her attention. She lowered her gaze to find Aadarsh's caller ID.

Her gaze softened. Why was she calling her? Wasn't he still with Siddhi? Weren't they catching up on all that they had missed on each other's lives? Weren't they telling each other how much they had missed each other?

She slowly lifted the call.

"Where are you?" He asked urgently.

Ruhaani took a deep breath, composing herself. "I..." she pressed her lips together. Her voice sounded a bit low, a bit nasal, a lot heartbroken, almost giving away that she had been crying.

"Hello! Ruhaani? Can you hear me?"

"I am outside. Came out for some fresh air." She answered, her free hand dabbing her handkerchief around her eyes and cheeks, wiping any remains of her wreck.

"I am outside too. Near the valet desk. I don't see..."

Ruhaani had turned around and looked towards the valet desk. She had spotted him in seconds. "I see you," she interrupted whatever he was saying and walked towards him. She slowly ended the call when she saw him look at her. She made her way down the cobbled path of the lawn towards him. With every step, her heart thudded louder than usual. He looked restless.

Was he going to tell her about Siddhi? Was he waiting to tell her that they were done? Why was he so impatient?

She managed a small smile, that took so much effort. "I.."

"Can we leave?" He said sounding a bit edgy.

She blinked, a frown coming upon her face. "Dinner?" She had eaten enough starters to fill more than half her stomach but she wasn't sure about him.

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