"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
•Their tale is a fusion of contrasts, a dance between darkness and light. Vidyut Singhania, the stoic CEO of Singhania Inc, finds his icy facade thawed by Arya Agarwal, a vibrant psychologis...
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I don't know why he smashed the glass, but the sound of it shattering sent a chill through my body. The same night I dreaded so much suddenly loomed over me, bringing with it flashes of memories I had tried to bury,the screams, the chaos, the terror. My breath hitched, my heart raced, and before I knew it, I was trembling, every muscle in my body frozen in fear. It was like I was reliving it all over again.
"Please, don't touch me," I blurted out, my voice trembling uncontrollably. I was so scared, so fragile, that I couldn't even form coherent thoughts. The words spilled out of me before I could stop them. His silence was deafening, and then his voice came,sharp and cold, cutting through the air like ice.
"Shut your fucking mouth, Arya. What the fuck are you thinking?"i reminded myself
His words stung, but it wasn't the anger that bothered me. It was the coldness. Goosebumps erupted on my skin as the sound of his voice echoed in my ears, sending shivers down my spine. And then it happened. Tears started to spill from my eyes, streaming down my face, and before I could stop myself, I was crying uncontrollably. My chest tightened, my breath shallow. I couldn't breathe.
I tried to control myself, tried to calm the storm of emotions that had taken over, but it was like the floodgates had opened. I felt like I was drowning, consumed by the overwhelming emotions I had been keeping inside for so long.
Somewhere in the middle of my panic, my thoughts turned to what had just happened. He kissed me. And I couldn't bring myself to feel disgusted. I knew why he had kissed me,it was to stop the endless crying, to stop my breath from hitching. But even though his kiss was a moment of panic, it didn't feel malicious.
I was snapped back to reality when I heard him call my name, and for a brief second, it felt like the world had stopped spinning. The sound of my name from his lips was something I never expected to be comforting, but in that moment, it was.
"Shut your fucking mouth, Arya," I scolded myself under my breath. What was I thinking? Why did his voice have that effect on me?
He asked me for my address, and I gave it to him without hesitation, almost in a daze. Before I knew it, I was drifting into sleep, the exhaustion taking over. My mind was too full of thoughts to stay alert, and soon, I was lost in a haze of dreams.
I was gently awoken by a tap on my shoulder. I startled, my body stiff with the remnants of fear still lingering in my chest. I opened my eyes slowly, still groggy and disoriented.
I had asked him not to tell anyone about what had happened, and he agreed, but part of me didn't fully trust that he would keep his word. Still, I found solace in his promise.
I couldn't help but feel a strange appreciation for him. He was so kind, despite everything. Despite the wealth, the power,he had a certain kindness to him, something I hadn't expected. I thanked him softly as I stepped out of the car and made my way toward home.
