I will first recommend you to read Anshita: his Unwanted bride. Sequel 1 of the series.
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Two Separate souls, Two Broken Hearts with Separate Paths.
What happened one year ago that changed everything?
Who call...
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"Did you called him". Savita Suryavanshi asked her daughter worriedly.
"I did but he is not picking up". Siya replied while again dialing the number of her brother.
"I can't see all this anymore, till when he is planning to stay like that, he is now the Rana sa of Rajasthan, how can he be so irresponsible". Satya Suryavanshi said angrily.
Just then Siya exclaimed, "HE PICKED UP". Savita Suryavanshi took the phone from her hand.
"Where are you Vivaan". She asked to the man other side of the call.
"Cliff". A chilly, cold and geavy voice replied.
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"COME BACK NOW". Satya Suryavanshi shouted and he laughed on the other side.
He ended the call.
Savita Suryavanshi stummbled back and Siya supported her.
"He is gone mad". She said and tears ran down her eyes.
"Satya ji please do something, I can't see him like this, please". She hugged her husband and cried on his shoulder while he consoled her.
On the other side.
He was staring at the sky from that cliff and smiled looking at the setting sun.
"WHERE DID IT ALL GO WRONG". He shouted while taking a long sip from the wine bottle in his hand.
"Everytime my phone vibrates I will it was a text from you, everytime my phone rings I wish it was a call from you and everytime someone want to talk to me I wish I hear your name".
Soon the sun sets and he laughs.
"YOU KNOW YOU CAN LEAVE ME TOO, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE".
He throw the bottle on the ground and it scattered into pieces.
"The hardest part of letting you go was letting go of myself forever". He walked back to his car and drove away.
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"Sometimes when we miss someone, we miss the part of us that with this someone, awakens". She said and closed the book.
"Miss, do you also miss a part of you". A little girl asked her.
"I don't". The girl replied. "It means you are unbroken". The little one asked again and soon regretted it when she found two eyes glaring at her.
She put a finger on her lips.
"Yes I am Unbroken ". She got her answer and smiled. "Okay Bye Missy, next time beauty and the beast ". She stopped on her tracks.
Her phone ringed, she recieved it.
"Anshita". Anshita heard her friend's voice from the other side. "Hmm". "Where the hell are you, I am waiting for you here with my cake". Aanchal said angrily. "I will not be able to make it there, just cut the cake without me". She replied while looking at her watch.
"That will not do, I will not cut the cake until you come". Aanchal ended the call.
Anshita reached at her destination. The hospital she works in ad a Psycho therapist.
"Good Evening Miss.Anshita". She was greeted by the receptionist. She just nodded and headed towards her cabin.
A girl was sitting there.
"What is the emergency". She asked the girl and that girl broke into tears. "I had a breakup and I am not able to forget him". He sniffed.
Anshita glared at her angrily and she stopped crying. She saw that Anshita was using her phone.
"What kind of therapist you are, your patient is here and you are doing unnecessary things and they call you the best". Anshita glanced at her but didn't turned off her phone.
"I will ask you a question and answer it". The girl nodded and both sat in front of each other.
"Did you fogive him"? Anshita asked the girl and her expression changed to angry ones. "NO WAY, I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE THAT BASTARD". She fumed with anger.
"If you didn't forgive him then forget him, your case solved". Anshita simply said while scrolling her phone.
"It is not that easy girl". She heard her and again spare a glance of her. "Grow hatred in you for him as much as you can and soon you will realise you actually forgot him". The girl looked at Anshita unbelievably.
"Growing hatred? But is it not that the psychologist help in getting rid of it". She asked her and Anshita said without looking away from her phone.
"They do, but sometimes its important to grow hatred for the person who gives you pain". The girl stared at her for some moments and sighed.
"I will surely try it but what if it will not benefit me". Anshita finally stood up while putting her phone on table.
"Then Miss.Brokenheart cry yoir heart out day and night and die". The girl flinched by her voice.
She hurried out and Anshita got a call.
"Ashu beta Aanchal called me, its not good, you should share her happiness with her today is her birthday". Her nani said and she just said ok.
Anshita drove her car to the Aanchal's apartment.
She knocked on the door and as soon as the door opened she saw Aanchal's angry face.
"Lets cut that cake of yours". She said while entering in. "What cake? Miss.Anshita my freaking birthday is over". Aanchal shouted with anger.
"Its not, there are still ten minutes left, now cut the cake". Anshita said while holding a knife in her hand.
Aanchal sighed and finalled cut the cake.
"Where is my gift"? Aanchal asked excitedly. Anshita just stared at her.
"WHAT, You didn't got me a gift". Aanchal saddened. "I didn't know what you would like, just choose anything you want to buy and I will pay". Anshita said.
"When was the last time you gave a gift to someone". Aanchal fumed eith anger.
Anshita just took her bag and walked out.
______________________________________ "Committing a mistake is not a mistake but committing the sane mistake twice is actually a mistake".
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Hope you liked the first chapter. I will come up with another update soon.
Till then take care of yourself and your loved ones.
