Pocket Full of Lies

73- Dirty mind

Rehaan's POV

It is now my dream to fulfill all her dreams.

No matter how much I do, it's never going to be enough to compensate for what I had put her through or what she did for me.

From the day I ended up in the hospital, she had done nothing but care for me. She did so much for me while expecting nothing in return. Yet she was always ready to give back for the seven years where I had been her saviour.

Which turned out to be a joke at the end.

Whether she believed it or not, I had tormented her those seven years. Even if I was careful enough to not cross the boundary, I wasn't exactly innocent.

To think that I continued harassing her even after I had stopped thinking of her as the one responsible for my parents' death. I was concerned for her, I didn't want any harm to come to her, yet I couldn't stop being a jerk to her.

Why?

Just because we both had got accustomed to that dynamic of our relationship? And it was mildly inconvenient to suddenly change my behaviour?

I was a real jerk that deserved a good beating.

I grimaced thinking about the person I was.

I would have hated the person for my entire life if someone acted with me the way I had behaved with Muskaan. However, she decided to forgo everything just because I fell into a tragedy.

I don't think I would have even bothered visiting me in the hospital. I didn't have a heart like Muskaan. I would have just run away with all the money and cards, taking them as the payment for enduring all the torment and trouble.

From the moment I got my memories back, I have felt nothing but contempt for myself. The person I was, I definitely don't deserve to be in Muskaan's life.

But I am too selfish to let her go.

That's why I am going to become the person she deserves.

I will do everything in my power to erase the remnants of the 'Old Rehaan', as Muskaan likes to call it.

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Ananya Di!

The lady who infuriated me to no end, but was so important to Muskaan. How could she just leave when Muskaan needed her the most? And with whom, me? The person she didn't trust one bit.

If I could just strangle her neck...

No matter how angry I was, my feelings about Ananya Di didn't matter right now. What Muskaan felt was. Uplifting her spirits was.

I wanted to console her, but didn't want to give her false hopes. The more hopeful she got, the more her heart would break. Especially since there was a very minute chance that she would get her friend back.

And even for that minute chance, I needed to figure out what that uncle's deal was.

To beat him we needed to figure out what he was after in the first place. What about Muskaan's identity was so harmful to him?

That madman did all sorts of things to rescue Muskaan. And then switched all of a sudden before it was time to take her back home.

Something happened in their home. Bingo!

"If we cannot contact him then we must do something that would make him come running towards us," I told her with a smirk on my face.

"Do you have a plan? What are we going to do?" Muskaan asked, raising her eyebrows with curiosity.