Love Me Again✓

13. The Game of Truth and lies

Kavya's Pov:

"Aunty can you please be more precise you are confusing me." I pleaded, with an unknown fear screaming at me from within, while I was showing my photo with Viraj to the elderly lady.

"Beta don't get me wrong but the person's picture you are showing me is not the boy who came with you an year ago. This is not the person whom you introduced me with as your fiance."

Dread begin to burrow under my skin slowly and steadily like a parasite eating away my sanity. I was unable to comprehend the meaning of her words. My mind started racing in all the absurd directions.

If it was not Viraj then with whom had I came at this place an year ago and why did I introduced him as my fiance?

Above all these questions one thing which was breaking my heart was the fact that there is something huge which is being hidden from me from my own husband.

All I could feel was Betrayal.

I turned around ignoring the elderly woman's concerning voice. I stumbled a little on my way but went outside and on the extreme corner of the road saw Viraj speaking on his phone.

I weakly sauntered towards the car and sat inside. My heart didn't know what to feel anymore. I was currently feeling the most devastating and heart-wrenching experience. Life is really strange. I thought sadly and chuckled to myself.

At one moment, everything is blissful and in the next moment ife turns upside down.

I saw Viraj making his way towards me. He kept his phone in his pocket, and sat inside the car.

"Why are you sitting here? Where we not supposed to click pictures in the booth?" He questioned unintentionally increasing my temper.

Each and every emotion which I was going through right now was only painful. It is painful because the act which had made me upset is not committed by my enemies, but it is an act that has been carried out by the one I love the most.

"Kavya what's wrong? What are you wondering? Are you fine? Is there something bothering you?" Viraj kept on questioning me.

Now what shall I reply him. That I have been stabbed by lies in my back and he is the one who has kept me in dark. What should I do? I thought.

"I am tired, I want to rest. Take me home." I whispered and closed my eyes trying hard not to cry on my fate.

It was causing me an immense pain, I know Viraj would be concerned about me and my strange behaviour might be upsetting him but the wounds which his lies have caused me are hurting me more.

It feels like, I even don't know my own self. How can I trust somebody else when my own memories are playing game with me. It hurts when you have put such a large emotional investment into a person and only for them to turn around and cause you suffering. It feels as if you have lost a part of yourself.

I didn't know on whom to trust and how to respond. I don't want to engage myself in any unnecessary argument with Viraj until my thoughts are cleared.

It was probably half an hour later when we reached at my Masi's place. I was about to unlock the car door and step outside when I heard Viraj.

"Kavya I know you are disturbed because of a certain thing but I need you to understand that until and unless I am aware of the thoughts going in your head I can't help you." Viraj said while stroking my hands softly in his own.

Am I really doing a right thing by trusting that old Lady's words. How can this man cause me any harm when he is always the one more invested in our relationship. Shall I really trust that woman and create an unrequired rift in our bond. That woman might have misinterpreted the situation.