From cameras to your heart

Chapter 27

"Ma'am, me and sir and a few of his colleagues just left for New York yesterday for a month long business trip"

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"Ma'am?.......hello...ma-"

Cut, inaya immediately pressed the red button and threw her phone away.

She harshly pressed her lips together and closed her eyes trying not to think about what Karthik just told her. Her body swayed back and forth with her eyes tightly closed trying to fight back her tears.

But when she felt her cheeks getting wet she knew could no longer hold back. Sobs left her mouth as her body shook with heavy tears pouring out of her eyes.

Stupid inaya she cursed herself, crying at her own stupidity. Why did she say anything to him at all, she should have just kept quiet just like the past months and accepted the little amount of affection thrown towards her.

Aditya always does this, insted of solving the problem and communicating he just goes away and avoids the situation as much as he can and she is sick and tired of this behaviour of his.

Wiping her tears away she decided to finally put an end to it. If he doesn't appreciate the love she has for him then she'll just stop.

Finally deciding to get herself together she stood up to take a nice and long shower.

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Two weeks had passed since he left but there was not a single call or a message from him. It seemed as if she meant nothing to him, mere artifact kept somewhere in his house.

Mrs Singhania and dadi frequently called her because they knew she was alone, but we're unaware of the big fight between the both of them.

Inaya wanted to cry, she wanted to rant out her feeling and curse him, tell them how hust she is because of his behaviour but she chose to keep her feeling to herself, Again.

Did he not miss her? She often thought what went through his mind. Did he ever think of her? Miss her? Feel sorry for all the things he said? But again did she ever had the time to know his feelings. He just never let her in.

She missed him, terribly. And that frustrated her, why did she even fall in love with him in the first place. She laughed at her own fate. She fell in love with a man who happened to be her husband but wanted to do nothing with her.

She felt he eyes burning with tears again jasy when a knock on the door made come out of her thoughts and she immediately wiped away her tears. Sanya walked inside the room with a bundle of chocolates in her hands.

Inaya watched as she threw all the chocolates on the bed and sat beside her with a thud. She had been staying at the orphanage since the last week, the loneliness and the darkness of that house was eating her mind. It looked almost depressingly impossible to breathe there for another minute.

She looked at Sanya as she was scrolling through the phone while stuffing her mouth with chocolates when she suddenly jumped.

"What!" Inaya asked her as she hurriedly tried to swallow while inaya passed her a glass of water.

"Are you crazy, learn how to eat and stop stuffing your mouth with so much food all at once"

Sanya rubbed her chest trying to ease herself, so eager to show inaya something on her phone.

"Leave that didi, ye dekho"

She showed her the phone screen and inaya felt her gaze sticking to the figures she saw.

There stood Aditya on the front cover of the time magazine posing with a few of other men and women.

"Look didi, Aditya bhaiya looks so good in this picture. You know this photo shoot happens every year where these buisness people get together and sometimes come with their significant others. Like see Aryan Mehta and Shreya sharma, they are a hot topic in the town right now. You should have gone with him, I'm sure he must have asked you, look almost every one is with their partner."

Inaya felt at a loss of as her gaze was just fixed on his face. He had grown a little beard and he looked a little bit muscular? He was not smiling in the picture, there was a very strict look on his face. Suddenly her gaze caught the attention of another figure around him. Priya mathur.

What was she doing there? Although Karthik mentioned that some of his buisness partners went with him, why did Priya had to be there with him that too standing right next to him. Her own thoughts sounded ridiculous to her but at this moment anything related to him made her overthink.

And whatever Sanya said made it even worse. They had to go there as a couple and he did not even bother to tell her rather he was standing there with Priya mathur. Although they looked strictly professional still it made her heart clench.

"Di...didi" sanya's loud voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Huh"

"Why are you not listening. I asked if you refused to go with him?"

What was she supposed to answer to this question? That Sanya me and Aditya had an argument and he left me alone like he always does leaving for a month long trip to New York with his so called collogues and about the even he did not tell me a damn thing and attended it with someone he knows I am not comfortable with.

Even the thought of it all made her eyes heavy. Taking in a deep breath she nodded her head and stood up.

"I need to go" Sanya looked at her as she hurriedly collected her stuff.

"Wait, where are you going..........inaya didi wait"

"I'll be back tomorrow" inaya felt her voice cracking as a tear tricked down her cheek. She immediately settled into her car and drove off to the mansion, for what reason she didn't know but it was the first place that came into her mind.

Stopping the car in front of the gate she immediately got down and walked up the stairs to enter the mansion. Mrs Sharma who was sitting in the lawn saw her and immediately stood up.

"Inaya beta aap yahan?"

"Ji aunty, I just felt like coming back"

Mrs Sharma saw her trembling form, she heard her stuttering voice and felt pity for her condition. Inaya wiped her hands into the dress she was wearing and tried to smile.

"I....I'll just go" she avoided eye contact with her again and ran off to her bedroom.

This was it, she just couldn't handle it anymore. She had to speak to him, shr knew whatever cooked up stories she was making in her head were not true but she wanted his assurance. She wanted to try just for the last time, she wanted to speak to him.

Locking the room she sat on the bed and took out her phone. Her hands trembled as a few tears made their way down her eyes. She didn't understand what was happening with her right now other than the face that she needed to talk to him.

She dialled his number and without thinking twice clicked on call. It rang.

Once

Twice

Thrice

"Hello"

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I'm back home so I can write. It is difficult to write in hostel when there are other people around all the time.

Although this is just the starting of the angst.

Anyway my poor baby inaya.

Groovle is gonna hit hard.