Unfulfilled Desires

Payback time

"Rachit's point of view,"

"Riya, what are you doing here?" It took aback me to find her at the hospital on such a late night.

"I'm here... ," I could tell by her trembling tongue that she had listened in on all of mine and the doctor's conversations.

"Have you heard of everything?" I inquired, frightened.

"Will you tell me what's wrong?" She inquired, her eyes questioning me.

"Please, Riya, keep this secret from anyone." Riya has heard what I've kept secret from everyone. What am I supposed to do now? Will I be honest with her?

"I believe we should sit down and chat." She stated in a commanding tone. She finally agreed to speak with me. I'd wanted to talk to her privately for a long time, but she wasn't ready to listen. She gazed at me with calculating eyes as she entered the hospital's garden.

"Why are you staring at me in such a strange way?" I inquired cautiously.

"How can such an important truth be concealed?" Her incredulity remained in her tone.

"So, what are you expecting me to brag about to everyone?"

"Rachit, I haven't told you to do so. Does Shilpi know about this?" She inquired as she sat on a garden bench.

"No, you are the first person to discover this truth."I didn't want to tell her about it until now, but now that she's heard it all with her ears, I'll have to tell her about it.

"Riya My testicles were badly injured in a vehicle accident two years ago, and my blood became clogged. As a result, I will never be a father again."

"What ?" After hearing what I said, she burst into shock.

"I've never been able to live with Shilpi in peace. When I tried to approach her, your face swirled in front of my eyes."

"So, is your divorce because of your this?" I sensed the same concern in her voice as when she used to look after me 4 years ago.

"No, you were the reason for our divorce, not this." I locked my gaze on her.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can I cause your divorce? I left 4 years ago, and I have never bothered you by calling or messaging." After listening to me, I knew she'd become enraged and react similarly.

"Have I told you a joke that makes you laugh?" It flushed her cheeks with rage.

"You haven't changed at all, though." I said this while attempting to hold back my laughter and maintain a serious expression on my face.

"Rachit, as I've already stated, living with too many misunderstandings is not a good thing."

"How do you hold me responsible for everything in your life whenever something goes wrong?" Her voice sounded as if she was trying her hardest to hold back her tears.

"It's not like that, Riya; even after marrying Shilpi, I couldn't forget about you. And this was the major cause of our separation. When you left my life, I learned how valuable you were. I didn't get the same mental calm or physical pleasure from Shilpi as I did from you."

"Stop the nonsense; how can you flirt with me in this situation?" She murmured this while fiddling with her fingers.

"I'm not flirting with you; I'm just telling it like it is. What do you think would have happened if I hadn't found other girls to date after my divorce from Shilpi? I tried everything I could to find you, but when I couldn't, I gave up."

"No, I believe nothing you say." She is still refusing to believe me. I know she won't trust me because I've already caused her so much pain.

"You're lying. You questioned my integrity." As she said this, tears fell from her eyes, which she had been fighting to stop for a long time.

"Riya, I see that I have made a significant sin; perhaps God has punished me for the same mistake."

"I ruined my relationship with Harsh because of you, and what did you do in return? You betrayed me by marrying someone else." My heart pounded like a throb as I saw her tears.

"Riya Please don't cry. I can't see your tears." I said, wiping her tears away.

"Please don't touch me. Why did you cause me so much grief if you couldn't see the tears in my eyes? Do you realize that there hasn't been a single night in the last four years when I haven't cried?"

"Riya, How many times have I apologized for my sins to you? Can't you please give me another chance?" I murmured this while I held her hand in mine.

"Rachit let go of my hand." She jerked my hand fiercely.

"Riya Please, I'd like to begin a new chapter in my life with you." When I attempted to get closer to her, she sprang from her seat.

"Have you gone entirely insane? How did you think I'd give you a second chance in my life?" She exclaimed fiercely.

"Why?" What's the big deal if we want to restart our relationship? Why is she so adamant about not accepting me? Because she has no one in her life, she still loves me.

"You've lost your mind. What made you think I'd return to you?"

"Why are you so upset, Riya? Put your ego aside for a moment and consider our child; don't you believe you're sinning by keeping your child away from me?" I wanted to persuade her to return to my life by whatever means necessary.

I must do all in my power to persuade her to marry me so that my family can have an heir; this is the only way for my life to return to normal. And now that Riya is the owner of a successful company, I can join her as a business partner if we marry. My father refused to share his possessions after Shilpi's divorce. My younger brother received all of his inheritance from his father. Everything has slipped through my hands because of one mistake. I'm compelled to work as the COO of a small company.

"Child?

Which child are you referring to?" She looked at me as if I was speaking to her in an unfamiliar language.

"I'm speaking with you regarding our child." I grasped her hand and persuaded her to sit down.

"You didn't say that child wasn't yours, did you?" Why is she speaking to me with such hatred? Does she not want her child to have both her mother's and father's love?

"Give me all the taunts you want, Riya, but don't separate me from my child. You know fully that I cannot become a father; our child is the only one who can carry on my family's name." I was begging in front of her.

She was also seated like a statue.

"Rachit, I'm afraid I can't help you any longer; it's far too late." She comforted me as she held my hand in hers.

"What exactly do you mean?" Is she implying that she has abandoned my child in an orphanage? She cannot do so.

"It broke me after that day when you refused to accept me and my child. I had an accident on the road with a car coming from front, and I miscarried." While listening to her, I felt as if my foot had landed on the shattered glass.

"Miscarriage? You killed my child even before he was born. How are you going to do that?" When I saw her in front of me, I felt compelled to slap her across the face for her carelessness. But perhaps she was more affected by the loss of her child than I was; her anguish was palpable in her sobs.

"Please forgive me. I could not care for my child." She was sobbing in front of me.

Oh my god! What have I done? Perhaps this results from my deeds, and I will have to live with the consequences for the rest of my life.