A story where Shirsha, a naive girl get's married to a heartless man Ankit .....................................................................................
Ankit's past had nothing to do with him now but yet still his past haunted him and drew...
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God listened to my prayers and sent the power back on after a couple of minutes. Shirsha calmed down a little bit and left to get fresh. I got under the comforter and immediately her perfect womanly smell hit my nose. Fuck!!! She even smells so good! While thinking these I didn't even realise when I fell asleep.
My sleep was getting disturbed by a sound, a very faint sound- someone is crying beside me.
I opened my eyes and saw Shirsha curled up under the comforter. Only her long hair is visible. She is crying? But why? I removed the comforter and revealed her head. She was crying her heart out with her palms pressed over her mouth. I got shocked, confused and panicked. WHAT IS HAPPENING??????
"Shirsha?" I shook her shoulders softly.
She quickly looked up towards me and even though it was dark but still I was able sense that her face and nose was red from crying.
"Why are you crying? What happened?" even though my voice didn't sound comforting at all but still I tried to make it sound comforting as much as possible.
And before she could complete her sentence, she started crying again. The fuck am I supposed to do now-? Should I hug her? NO! I SHOULDN'T. I CANNOT LET MY GUARDS DOWN.
But she's crying and I need to comfort her. So I listened to my heart and pulled her towards my chest and started rubbing her back while telling her to stop crying, again and again.
I can't believe this, I'm lulling the person I was supposed to hate. HOW-How dare she think about MARRYING ME-? Does she wants to marry me? Was she forced into this marriage, just like me-? I don't think so.
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Birds are chirping, rays of sunlight are hitting his face. Even when he sleeps his face glows. Are you my "hope" Ankit? My hope to live and breathe? Are you? I was so busy in staring at his handsome features that I didn't realise when he opened his eyes and caught me simping over him. Embarrassing!!!!
"Done staring?" Godddddd! Is he for real? His morning voice is hella deeper than his normal voice.
"I- I wasn't s-staring" Why do I always stutter infront of him?
"Sure- you weren't" He let out a quiet sigh and lied down on his back..
I turned my face to look at him and at the same time, he too turned his face to look at me. Our eyes told each other how shocked we were at our syncing activity.
"I have something to tell you" We both said in union and looked even more shocked.
I closed my mouth shut so did Ankit.
"I-" again our voice came out in union.
Ankit got irritated and sat up, throwing the comforter on the bed . He let out a heavy sigh and rushed towards the washroom.
"Why are you doing this to me Ankit?" My voice came out as a whisper.
*Sorry guys for such a late update. I was busy with some important stuff plus I was having a writer's block so I failed to update for the past couple of days. Anyways here's chapter 9. I hope you all enjoy reading this.
