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Vedant pov

I removed her top and when I saw her arms my eyes widened. Her left arm was burned very brutally. It seems like someone deliberately did it. She didn't even apply any anticipation cream. I looked at her and she looked away. She is trying to not look in my eyes and it made me suspicious about her.

" Who the hell did this ? " I asked her and tried my best to not shout at her.

" Vedant it's nothing " she said and removed my hand.

" Is this girl mad ? "

" You are saying it's nothing Manya it's brutally burned God damnit  and you didn't even bother to apply anticipation cream on it.....you now how dangerous it is. It can cause infection " I said in my anger filled voice and I can see tears start flowing from her eyes and that's the least thing I wanna see. I rubbed my face with my palms to calm down myself.

" Where is the first aid box? " I asked her but she didn't reply.

" Manya don't test my patience " this time I whisper yelled at her.

" In my room " she said and I took her with me to her room. That room has no bed , no mattress , no pillows.

" How does she live here? " I thought and looked at her and she lowered her gaze in embarrassment. Her behavior is making me more worried. I will ask her later first I need to treat her wounds.

" Where ? " I asked her and she told me that it was in the cupboard. I walked towards the cupboard and opened it. There was her some clothes neatly kept but there was no blanket and it made my heart sink deeper.

" Is she punishing herself ? " I thought but soon my eyes fell on the first aid box. I took it and walked towards her. I thought about making her sit but there was nothing to sit on. So I took her outside to  a small couch. I made her sit on that and start cleaning her wounds with dettol and she winced in pain.

" Held my hand " I ordered her and she  held my hand. I started cleaning it again and blew air there to make her feel better. After that I apply anticipation cream.

I looked at her , tears were flowing continuously because of pain. I wiped her tears and pecked her temple.

" Who did this ? " This time I asked her lovingly.

" No one" she said, lowering her gaze.

" Tell me the truth,wify " I ordered her but my voice was calm. She looked at me and our eyes met. Her eyes were screaming pain , guilt , self hate and what not.

" I did it " she said in a low voice. Hearing her I didn't understand why the hell she hurt herself so brutally.

" Why did you do that ? " I asked her lovingly but from inside my heart was aching just thinking about how much she felt pain when she hurt herself.

" I was punishing myself " she said.

" For what ? "

" For my whole existence " she said harshly and once again tears rolled down from her eyes.

" Wait a second, is she blaming herself for that thing ? " I thought and my heart skipped a beat.

" Why are you doing this to yourself ? " I asked her.

" Because a bitch like me only deserve punishment and pain " she said and wiped her tears off and it made me anger that  how dare she call herself a bitch.

" Don't even dare to call my wife a bitch " I warned her and she didn't say anything.

" How did you burn yourself ? " I asked her and I can see her changing expression and her expression giving me no relaxation.