Chapter-18 Vihaan and Ahaana's heated argument

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Ahaana stared blankly at the stars as she hugged her knees to her chest. Sometimes she wonders how and when did she changed so much?
From a girl full of life she turned into a completely hopeless person.
From someone who used to be surrounded with family and friends she got abandoned by everyone.
That night when her dad slapped her till she turned numb and her mom threw her out of the house like a piece of a garbage.
Bringing her knees to her chest she burried her face in her lap as she shivered due to the caress of cold breeze on her skin.
Minutes later she felt a shawl wrapping around her looking up her eyes met with a pair of grey orbs and all the emotions vanished in a second
Ahaana stood up pushing away the shawl staring venomously at the tall man infront of her "I don't need anything from you..!"

Vihaan with a poker face shook his head as he chuckled "Ya ya! Afterall you have that bastard Malhotra..Isn't it??"

"Yup I do! And you know what he's thousand times better than you in any aspect be it business , talks or makeout.." she answered back mockingly her lips curving into a smirk.

Vihaan gritted his teeth his hands turning into a fist. "Dare you say that again and he'll beg for his life infront of me!" He blurted out with pure rage coating his deep masculine voice.

Laughing at his reply Ahaana clapped her hands slowly and steadily "That's all you can do right?well it's not even your fault afterall what else can be expected from a coward like you..!" She stated with a sarcastic smile.

For a moment Vihaan turned quiet and she sensing that decided to leave only to be stopped by a hold on her arm.

"Tell me Ahaana..What was so wrong with me?" He asked in a trembling voice which made the hazel eyed girl stare at him in disbelief her throat aching like hell as she fought with herself to not to breakdown then and there at the moment because I would make her look weak.

"Don't you dare play that victim card , Vihaan!" Tears brimmed in her eyes as she raised her hand pointing at him with her index finger her entire fram shaking with rage , pure rage.

Vihaan taken aback by her answer oscillated his head "Victim card? How can you even say that Ahaana? It was you who left me for that bastard Malhotra!" He voiced out in a don't-try-to -fool-me-again- tone.

Raising her eyebrows Ahaana gazed at him amused "Wow Mr.Suryavanshi! Why are you still a businessman you should start writing scripts as you are so damn good at story making!" She remarked ironically.

Vihaan narrowed his eyes trying to keep himself sane "stop your nonsense at once Ahaana , I am not the old Vihaan who'll tolerate your nonsense!" He said clenching his jaw.

"And I am not that old Ahaana who'll listen your nonsense!" She bursted out at the top of lungs as all the moments of her wandering on streets at late night with her child in her womb flashed infront of her eyes.

She ran into the nearest room closing the door as she fell on her knees sobbing her heart out remembering that painful time.
Vihaan stood there , with an unknown ache in his heart. After everything she did he still couldn't see those tears in her eyes and that sadness on her face.

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