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30- Eating her in Jealousy 🥵

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Before starting the chapter, I want to thank everyone reading my story. I hope I'm able to meet your expectations. When I first started writing, I just started with the thought that if I'm not finding a story the way I like, why not write my own? I started writing in June, but in 3-4 months, I hardly got any views. It's about 300 or 400. But I didn't lose hope and continued with the story. Because I know no one gets millions of views in just one day, one week or one month, it takes years to reach there, but for that, you always need to start from 1. The creator, who is getting millions of views, likes and has lots of fans, also starts from 1. So if you don't value 1, then no matter how much you work hard on your goal you will fail because you don't want to start from 1 but from millions. Even millions can't start without 1.

But I think you don't like my story; otherwise, you will not even vote, comment or comment on my profile. Whenever I upload a mature chapter, that chapter gets lots of views and likes; otherwise, no likes and views. Why???
Anyway, let's start the chapter. It's not like you are reading this.

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Naina's Pov-

In my whole life, I just did one thing pretentious. When I want something and I know it's not possible to buy it, I pretend not to like that thing. Whenever I'm sad or want to cry on someone's shoulder, I pretend to be like nothing happened in my life and I'm happy.

In my life, there are so many secrets and pains that I want to share with someone because all this is slowly, but bit by bit, eating me from the inside. In my whole school life, I faced bullying and ragging because of my looks and my status. They used to hide my shoes when I went to play, tear my books or throw my shoes here and there, making me catch them, hide my books, and many other things happened to me in my school, but I never told all this to my maa papa. Because I know if I tell them, they will feel bad and blame themselves for this.

In 9th grade, I started working in a hospital as a nurse to pay for my books and tuition fees. So my dad doesn't feel any burden. I never buy clothes at any festival. I used to repeat clothes, and daily, my bua's( father's sister's) daughter used the same clothes.

I never celebrated my birthday until I turned 20. I never did anything like other girls do in their daily lives. I never went to a beauty parlour, I never went to a mall, I never went to watch movies, or anything. I got my phone last year. I don't want to buy, but because of research and homework, I had to buy...

From childhood, I saw how my mom first gave me food. After that, she ate, but not in front of me, as I know she gave me not even half as much food. I saw my dad how he used to deliver furniture every day, no matter whether the weather was cold, raining or hot. He always goes to work. Whenever they get sick, they do home remedies, but when I just sneeze, they rush to the hospital for my checkup.

I have asthma, so from childhood, my whole life has been spent with medicine and doctors. In rainy and cold seasons, most of the time I used to stay in hospital. I have so many restrictions, like don't run so fast, don't have oily and cold food, don't do that and all and all.

Well, first I used to get worried, but now this has become a part of my life.

(A/N: All this happened with me in my childhood.)

Khair, leave it.

Now, back to the present, I'm standing in the devil's office as he asked me if I wanted to talk about it. Yes, I want to, because now I'm tired of pretending to be strong. I want to show someone my pain; otherwise, I will die with this pain.