Unfulfilled Desires

My regret

"Riya's point of view,"

"Riya, put an end to your emotional drama and don't blackmail me. If you cheat Harsh because of me, how can I think this child is mine? You may cheat on me as well." After listening to him, I could clear up any misunderstandings I had.

"It's fine if you don't want to adopt this child; in fact, it's perfectly fine if you don't want to marry me. But if you say anything negative about my character, I will not tolerate it." I wiped my tears away and said with my eyes locked on his.

"As far as I can see, you fooled Harsh completely. How will you be able to remain faithful to me if you take so little time to lose his trust, even after living with him for seven years?"

"I cheated on Harsh because I fell in love with you, Rachit." I did not know he had such a negative opinion of me or that he had loaded such awful thinking software inside himself in just a few days.

"Is it love? Do you even understand what love is? You were only with me to satisfy your physical cravings, and now that I've realized your reality and moved on with my life, you've run out of options and have resorted to a cheap ploy-like pregnancy."

The self-respect that was left in me after I listened to him has ceased to question whether or not my life is going in the proper direction.

"Just not anymore, Rachit. You said a lot of good things about me today, but not just another word.

If you have any doubts that this child is not yours, I can get a D.N.A. right now if you wish. I can prove whether this child is yours by getting a test done. But don't worry, I will not do that.

And certainly, in terms of your professional image, keep this job since I gained this job based on my abilities, not on flattering anyone, and I am confident that I will get another job soon as well."

After that, I retrieved my handbag from among the items strewn across my cabin's floor.

"One more thing for an egotistical boy like you to know: I can raise this child without you, and that is much better than your imagination, but all I want to do is offering my child both mother and father's, love. That's why I was pleading with you.

In terms of love, I fell in love with you but owing to your actions, I immediately identified my mistake."

"Riya, I want to try..." In the middle of my conversation, he attempted to interrupt me.

"Let me complete my sentence first," I said, motioning with my hand to cease talking to him. "I've ruined my life because of you, and I've also hurt Harsh because of you but don't worry, I'm as responsible for this mistake as you are. Like you, I'm not sure how to hold others accountable for my mistakes."

"Rachit Khurana," I extended my hand to him and said, "Wishing you all the best in your future life." He was staring at me, perplexed.

"What are you watching right now? Riya Mittal is the new project manager." Maybe when I was doing this, he reminded of our first meeting like me, and he also shook my hands in return.

Rachit has uttered all the insults he could muster. Now, finally, I let go of him and walked away from the office building. I'm not sure if the employees there spotted me as I left the office. But, even if they've seen me, I'm more concerned about my child right now than my image.

Rachit's refusal to accept his child surprised me. My body feels as though someone has sprayed it with hot oil. What should I do now? Where should I go? I didn't know what to do.

Harsh had advised me to avoid Rachit at first, but I couldn't help but be drawn to him. I feel like going back in time and slapping myself in the face. Perhaps this is the outcome of my karma, which I am currently experiencing.

Today I understand how Harsh felt when I used to ignore him and spend all night talking to Rachit. He used to wait for me to arrive for dinner, and I would arrive late at night with Rachit after dinner. I understand how it feels to be deceived. And imagine how much trouble Harsh will be in once he learns the truth. Just thinking about it makes me nervous.

Oh my God, what happened to me that time? When I know what it's like to be heartbroken, how will I be able to break Harsh's heart? I would have killed myself right now if I didn't have another life with me.

Moments from my past life were flashing before my eyes like a movie. I was always trying to figure out what it was about Rachit that drew me away from Harsh and toward Rachit.

I've always been a feisty, enraged, and obstinate young lady. which simply had to satisfy her demand.

Harsh used to study with me in college, and when he first proposed to me, I rejected him as a crazy lover, but it startled me when he persisted even after I had rejected him for four years. After all, I had to bend down in front of his love.

In nature, he is the polar opposite of me: intelligent, quiet, mature, and meticulous in his work. He always treated me with respect and backed me in my decisions.

If I declare that my current level of confidence is only because of Harsh, it will not be a wrong statement. He never revealed our relationship in front of a large group of people because he was concerned about my public image; instead, he only revealed our relationship to close friends. He never slapped me in the face or obnoxiously spoke to me. He never touched me without my permission. My happiness was the most important thing in the world to him. oh god, What have I done to him?

The question is, why did I do this? Why did I purposefully push myself into a pit from which there is no way out now? Rachit is, in nature, just like me: stubborn, aggressive, and domineering. Perhaps, therefore, I was drawn to him. And it was an entirely unfamiliar sensation for me when he kissed me for the first time.

Unlike Harsh, who never pressured me to do anything, Rachit sought to be physical with me every time he got close to me, whereas Harsh used to get close to me even after we'd been together for 7 years. Is Rachit really what I need to satisfy my bodily desires? No, I never loved him, and that's why I trembled whenever I contemplated breaking up with Harsh.

I could tell him everything, but why didn't I? I didn't want to hurt him, so I didn't. Oh my god, what have I done? I can only regret now.Wouldn't Harsh have fulfilled my bodily desires if I had informed him? Wouldn't he have understood me if I had told him? But now I have no choice but to be sorry for my foolishness.

I don't want to put such a deep wound in Harsh's heart by telling him such a large secret since it will haunt him for the rest of his life. At that very moment, I wiped my tears away and focused my thoughts.

I'll never tell Harsh the truth, and I'll leave him alone for the rest of my life. I was burgeoning my steps on the approach to the unknown destination, and I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn't notice the passing vehicles. The sudden flash of the car's headlights from the front blurred my vision.