BREAKING FREE (pragya's story) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 30

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Dishrub's Bedroom

Purab sat at the edge of the bed, silently watching his phone buzzing in his hand. It was the fifth time it rang and the fifth time he did not answer it. He was troubled, a war raged on in his mind that denied him peace all day long and only got worse by the hour.  He buried his face in his palms and sighed, what was he to do now? 

As he sat there struggling within, behind him, the door to the bathroom opened and a steam came out of it, signaling the end of his wife's blazing hot shower. she walked into the room wrapped in a towel and happily humming a tune as she dried her wet hair. Her demeanor could not be more different from that of her husband, she had a radiant smile on her face and walked in a swaying manner as though she were gliding on rose petals.

Purab quickly tucked his phone away and tried to change his demeanor In an attempt to hide his stress from his wife. She got on the bed and crept up from behind him, planting kisses on his back and neck while she wrapped her arms around his chest and gently caressed him.... lately she had been far more romantic than she normally was, he wasn't complaining of course and loved every minute of it. But this time it only made it harder for him to hide his distress.

Disha : I missed you in the shower

She whispered in his ear

Purab : Hmm, your showers always feel like lava. Too hot

He whispered back, trying his best to seem fine. She giggled at the comment and responded.

Disha : We can make this bed ✨ much hotter✨.

She whispered huskily as she planted a sensual kiss on his lips that they soon got lost in. She snaked her hand down his chest and into his pants.....but before she could get into his boxers, she suddenly stopped and pulled away from the kiss. He was taken aback a little....her facial expression and demeanor had suddenly changed to a more serious one.

Purab : what?

He asked with concern in his voice

Disha : Something's wrong

Purab immediately got nervous at hearing this and tried his best to mask it.

Purab : what.....makes you say that?

He said as he turned himself to face her properly.

Disha : Come Purab, You know what I mean

She cupped his face gently and gazed upon him with visible worry in her eyes, while he tried to hide the unease in his.

Disha : baby, are you okay?....you know you can talk to me about anything right?

Purab : I- I know, I'm fine... really

Disha sighed before responding

Disha : Purab you are my husband, I know you inside and out......and I can feel when something's off. You've been acting strange since yesterday..... please tell me what's wrong.

Purab resigned himself, he knew there was no use in trying to hide it from her anymore.....so he took the phone from where he tucked it and showed it to her.

She looked at the notifications on his phone and got annoyed.....there were hundreds of texts and calls from Business associates, friends, and journalists. But the ones that infuriated her the most were the dozens of missed calls and messages from Abhi and Aliyah.....all of them ranging from begging him to help them fix their mess with Raj, to accusing him of abandoning them when they needed him the most.