The sun set and it was the time of evening. Vikrant who was still sleeping like a dead, groaned suddenly. He stretched his arms and got up while rubbing his eyes. His blurry vision settled as he tried to adjust it with the dim light. His head was hurting like hell and he felt like someone was hammering on his head.
He streched his arms more and tried to reach on the table where the painkillers were but didn't get any of it. He was sweating badly but the AC was on.
'What the hell is happening?'
He groaned frustratingly not having any idea. He clearly remembered he took all the medicines last night and didn't skip any of it then why?
Vikrant got down from the bed and reached on the drawer with little stumbling steps. Then getting the tablets he hurriedly gulped them and closed his eyes. He massaged his temples trying to relax himself when his eyes fell outside the window. He frowned realising it was evening already.
'I was sleeping whole day?'
He got confused and checked his mobile. He became more confused seeing 50 missed calls and 30 messages from Damini.
He hurriedly replied her back with some lies that he was fine and all. Then checked for shivanya's messages or calls but there weren't any. Had he mistaken to understand her feelings? Didn't she love him? Were all these from his side only? He became restless with numerous thoughts.
'I have to talk to her'
Determining the same, he grabbed his shirt and left from there.
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Vikrant came out of his buggati and ran inside the restaurant. He entered into her chamber opening the door without knocking and locked it from inside. Shivanya immediately got up from her chair with shock filled eyes seeing him there while his eyes were fixed at her.
"Yes?"
She asked with a blank face.
"You didn't answer me till now. What the fuck happened with you? Can't you really understand that I love you"
He was so frustrated with her ignoring her own feelings.
"I already said that I don't love you"
"And you think, I'll believe you?"
"That is your problem not mine, Mr. Mehrotra"
She added rudely and he lost it. Already the immense headache and now her continuous ignorance triggered him. Grabbing her shoulders he pinned her to the wall.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, HUH?"
Vikrant shouted loudly as she glared at him shrugging her shoulders.
"Don't touch me"
Shivanya said angrily with her red eyes.
"HOW DARE YOU, MR. MEHROTRA? AFTER ALL THESE DAYS YOU'VE THE AUDACITY TO SHOUT AT ME?"
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