Wrong but right

Shattered Dreams

Elvish staggered into his home, consumed by despair. The thought of her marrying another tore at his soul. His trembling hand reached for the phone, dialing Katariya's number. After several rings, Katariya answered, 'Are you going to tell me where she is, or must I find her myself?'. 'Katariya, I can't bear it. The desperation is crushing me. I need to talk to Kirti,' Elvish pleaded urgently.

'Elvish, calm down. Rest. I'll handle Kirti,' Katariya reassured him. 'No, I must confess everything. She needs to know what I've tolerated to save her,' Elvish insisted, his voice strained. 'But Elvish...,'. 'If you have any care for me, do it now. I'm on the edge,' Elvish pleaded. 'Fine, I'll send you her location in five minutes,' Katariya promised before abruptly ending the call.

Katariya dialed Kirti, faking a reason to meet. 'Hey, Kirti, I need to talk about that man,' he lied smoothly. 'Sure, I'm at the mall. Sending you my location,' Kirti replied. 'Okay,' Katariya said, ending the call. Minutes later, Kirti's location arrived, and he forwarded it to Elvish. Without a word, Elvish snatched his keys and raced towards the destination, leaving everything behind.

He struggled behind the wheel, his shoulder throbbing with pain. Finally arriving, he dialed Katariya, urgently requesting Kirti's presence outside the mall. Katariya complied, and soon Kirti emerged, her eyes scanning for Katariya, but instead meeting Elvish's gaze. "Hey, stop!" he called out, moving towards her. She halted and turned. "What do you want now?" she asked with an edge in her voice.

"Why are you doing this?" Elvish demanded, his voice rising. "What am I doing?" she retorted, feigning innocence. "Why are you getting married? This was your love," he accused, his tone filled with hurt. "Oh, so you forget that you were the one who always said you couldn't live without me and all that nonsense? After seven years, you act like I never existed, and now you question my love? Wow, Mr. Yadav, wow," she mocked, her words stinging.

"I have my reasons," he insisted. "There's no reason big enough to deny your love, or should I say, fake love, in front of the whole world. Just leave me alone. I'm moving on, and I know you already have. It's best for both of us. And take care, driving in this state isn't good for you," she coldly dismissed, turning away. Suddenly, she turned back. "And I'll send you an invitation to my wedding. It might make you feel better," she added, her tone cutting.

"Please, don't do this," he pleaded softly, but she ignored him, walking away. Elvish caught up, gripping her arm tightly. "I'm talking to you, can't you understand?" he demanded. "Let me go, you're hurting me," she struggled. He pulled her closer. "Yes, it hurts but here," he said, pointing to his heart, his grip tightening. "Elvish, let me go!" she cried out, finally managing to break free as she slapped him. Realizing her action, she moved towards him, but he turned and walked away, leaving her behind.

In the bustling city of Mumbai, Manisha and Abhishek found solace sitting side by side on the soft sand of the beach. Above them, the night sky was adorned with countless stars, casting a mesmerizing glow over the scene. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore filled the air, creating a symphony of nature's beauty.

'Sometimes, I can't believe I'm here with the one I love the most,' Manisha whispered, leaning her head gently on Abhishek's shoulder. 'This is no dream, my love. I am yours, now and forever,' Abhishek replied, his gaze filled with unwavering affection as he kissed her forehead and rested his head against hers.

Lost in their own world, they savored the magical moment until the sound of a car pulling up nearby interrupted their peace. While Abhishek brushed it off, Manisha's heart raced with a sudden sense of unease. 'Did you hear that?' she asked, her voice tinged with apprehension. 'Yes, probably just someone else here to enjoy the night. Let's not worry about it,' Abhishek reassured her, but Manisha couldn't shake off the feeling of foreboding that lingered in her heart.

'Oh, so after destroying my life, you both are chilling here,' a familiar voice pierced the air, causing Abhishek and Manisha to turn and face Jiya, who stood there with a smirk. As they stood up, Manisha's heart raced. 'Jiya, you...,' Abhishek's voice trailed off in disbelief.

'Yes, me! What, you think I can't live without you? It's a big misunderstanding of your life,' Jiya retorted, surprising herself with her words. 'Because of this girl, you left me, rejected me, made a mockery of my feelings. I'll never forgive you!' she exclaimed, pointing at Manisha. 'Do you hear that, Abhishek? Never!'. 'Jiya, are you okay? What are you saying?' Abhishek asked concern etched on his face, as Jiya seemed mentally unstable.

'No, I'm not okay! I can't be okay without you!' she shouted. 'Can't you see how much I love you? You saw her love, from a gold digger, a girl of bad character!'. 'Jiya,' Abhishek began, raising his hand, but Manisha grabbed his arm, stopping him. 'Yeah, go ahead, hit me! I'm a bad person, making your life difficult. Everyone gets fed up with me,' Jiya continued, her voice breaking. Abhishek felt a pang of remorse for his actions.

Suddenly, another car pulled up, and Jiya's mother and house help stepped out. Jiya's mother approached her, but Jiya rudely ordered her to stop. 'First, my dad left me. He was the one I loved the most, and because of her, he left me,' she accused her mother. 'She was only after his money, but I didn't understand. She turned me against my father, and because of that, I lost him. Why did you do this to me?' she demanded, tears streaming down her face.

'No, babe, I didn't do anything like that,' her mother protested. 'Shut up! Just shut up!' Jiya snapped. 'I met his friend Arjun two days ago, and he told me everything with evidence,' she added, leaving her mother shocked. 'Because of her, my brother left me too. After my dad left, he was the one who understood me, who took care of me. She was always busy with her kitty parties. He left too, and all these things made me so stubborn. At her parties, friends tried to harass me....,' she revealed, closing her eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her mother's tears mirrored her guilt.

'It took me to the point where I became so rude and didn't like to go out nor did I like to talk to anyone After my brother left, she never asked if I was right or wrong, and also afraid that I would leave her too,' Jiya concluded, her voice filled with pain. 'I have to tell you something, maybe for the last time,' she said to Abhishek, her words sending confusion rippling through the room. 'I love you so much, even though I know you'll never believe me. I don't know how to express it, but these feelings are new to me. When I see you with Manisha, it feels like my heart is shattering into a million pieces. I've been stubborn, doing whatever I want, but now I understand that you'll never be mine. I'm just the third person between you two.'

She approached them, taking their hands in hers. With a smile and tears in her eyes, she placed Manisha's hand in Abhishek's. 'Stay happy and together,' she said softly. Manisha's tears mirrored her own. Jiya wiped her tears and stepped back, putting some distance between them. She took out a gun and placed it against her forehead, her voice shaking as she spoke. 'Goodbye, everyone. Please forgive me.' With a final press of the trigger, she fell to the ground. They all rushed towards her, but it was too late. She had already left the world.

"No one is born as a villain in this world; it is the world that molds them into villains."

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