FROM NEVER EVER TO FOREVER WHIPPED
The story continues to unfold, with secrets
unraveling and new dangers lurking in the shadows. The Chauhan family must stay united and face the challenges that lie ahead, for their love and strength will be teste...
After hearing this Vardaan said,"oh!! you wanted us to work on our relationship na?"
Aarohi said,"hann"
Then he said, "oh, now I got it !! you wanted someone who can fulfil your demands, oh wait wait, your sexual needs."
"I understand Aarohi you need a person who gives you good sex. So tell me when you wanted to do it. Tell me I'm ready!!!" He roared.
Aarohi was totally shocked after hearing him but she controlled herself.
Aarohi's tone changed, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "And how can you say things like that? About sex? Is that all you think I need, Vardaan? Is that all our relationship is to you?"
"Leave, Vardaan," she said, her tone final. "I need some space right now."
Without another word, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, the sound of the door slamming behind him echoing in Aarohi's ears. She was left alone, the weight of the argument pressing down on her like a heavy stone.
Aarohi sat on the edge of the bed, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe what Vardaan had just said to her. How could he reduce their relationship to just physical needs? She thought there will be something deeper between them, something more meaningful than just sex.
As she replayed Vardaan's words in her mind, her frustration turned to anger. How dare he speak to her like that? How dare he make assumptions about her needs and desires? She felt a fire building inside her, a rage that threatened to consume her.
She couldn't shake the feeling that Vardaan saw her as nothing more than a means to fulfill his own desires.
She was lost in her thoughts now she accepted that there is no one is for her.
Aarohi slipped into a fitful slumber, her tear-streaked face pressed against the cool pillow. She was unaware of the passing hours, lost in a sea of troubled dreams. It was only when a soft knock on her bedroom door her from her troubled sleep that she realized she had drifted off.
Blinking back confusion, Aarohi wiped the tears from her eyes and struggled to compose herself before opening the door. Standing in the doorway was Vansh.
"Aarohi, why did you take so long to answer the door?" Vansh asked.
Aarohi hesitated, unsure of how to explain her emotional breakdown to Vansh. "I-I was sleeping," she stammered, offering a weak smile in an attempt to conceal her inner turmoil.
Vansh regarded her with a knowing look, his gaze unwavering. "Aarohi, I know something is bothering you. Please, talk to me."
Struggling to hold back the tears threatening to spill over once more, Aarohi shook her head. "I-I can't, Vansh. It's... it's complicated."
