REGAL DESTINY

4. broken

MEERA'S POV :-

I'm at a loss for what to do because I urgently need to speak with Arjun, but he's not answering my calls. It's crucial that I talk to him so we can figure something out together. The thought of marrying someone else is unbearable for me; I can't bring myself to hurt any person, knowing firsthand the pain of betrayal from those close to you. Being in a relationship while considering someone else is unimaginable to me.

I try to remain composed, everything will be alright. I'm consumed by thoughts of Arjun's whereabouts and the reason behind his sudden unavailability. My phone suddenly beeps, signaling a message from Arjun, which reads,

"I'm in a crucial meeting, will call you later, love you."

I finally understand why Arjun wasn't answering my calls, and I was foolishly overthinking the situation.

I've arrived at Arjun's farmhouse, our go-to retreat for some solitude or time together. The serene surroundings and natural beauty here always bring me peace. Arjun has given me a spare key, allowing me to visit whenever I please.

I'll call him later and ask him to meet me here directly after his meeting. I head to the garden and sit on a nearby chair, feeling the urge to cry and escape reality. I wish all this was just a dream.

"  Why did you left me here numma ? I niss you so much . " I sobbed, gazing up at the sky.

I need to calm down, at least until Arjun arrives. I composed myself, stood up, and headed towards the main door. Oh no, I left my bag in the car - that's where the keys are. I retrieved my bag and made my way to the entrance.

I reached the entrance but The door is locked from the inside, but how can that be ? I'm probably just overanalyzing things, Meera, and need to calm down.

After finally entering the house, I settled onto the couch, trying to unwind . I thought to drink of water and a warm bath would help me relax. Just as I was sipping my water, I heard a strange noise coming from upstairs. My heart racing, I wondered who could be there, but I knew I was alone since I had unlocked the house myself.

I tried to brush it off as the wind or a stray cat, but the sounds persisted. With growing fear, I cautiously approached the stairs and made my way to the room where the noise was coming from. Although the sounds were muffled, I was convinced someone was inside. Deciding to call for help, I realized I had left my phone in the car, a frustrating oversight.

Okay Meera be brave , don't be scared. Nothing will happen.
I need to calm , I'm capable of handling this. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the vase from the nearby stand and moved closer to the door. Despite the sweat forming on my forehead and my trembling hands, I managed to open the door.

But as i opened the door and guess what ,  I witness the scene before me, my heart disintegrates into a million fragments.

I' left speechless, my throat parched, unable to utter a word at the sight of something I was never meant to see. A heavy sensation settles in my chest, and I feel like I'm dying as I watch the man who claims to love me kissing another girl.

It's as if someone has stabbed me in the heart. He was the one person I trusted & was getting worried about, after my brother, and the one I gave myself to ,  but all I received in return was betrayal.

He shattered me, destroying my trust . He did the thing taht i can't stand , BETRAYAL, GETTING BETRAYED.

However, what's even more devastating is something I can hardly bear to think about - the person he's kissing is none other than my best friend, Diya, with whom I've shared 15 years of my life and considered as a sister.