A Love Like Theirs (Prem Preeti One shots)

Their Broken Hearts

The night when Prem returns from Preeti's home after calling off their wedding.

Prem's POV

A turmoil of emotions erupting inside him, his heart restless, mind guilt ridden, her face flashing in front of his eyes, thoughts haywire and legs trembled as he toppled on his bed. He closed his eyes stretching his hand next to him grabbing hold of her picture placing it close to his heart.

He mentally recalled all the events of the day, his anger had caught hold of him and he had declared not getting married. His mind was filled with the misery of his bhaiya bhabhi as he drove to Pritam uncle's place letting him know of his decision.

It was then that her name appeared causing him to go blank for a second.
Did he think about her?
What would she say?
How would she react?
Will she understand him?
Will she forgive him?
Pritam uncle told him that he saw this coming and Preeti was more or less prepared for the same.

Guilt washed over him as he lowered his eyes and made a move, too guilty to face her. He would be too broken if she would be angry with him for dragging her in the situation that had nothing to do with her.
Not that he would blame her if she hates him, but the eyes that had only and only love for him, how would he handle any other emotion for himself in them ?

Lost in thoughts he crossed the kitchen only to find her already looking at him with hope "Rukoge nhi" she asked moving towards him and again his eyes dropped.
She held his hand "Agar tum kehte bhi to bhi mai Sadhna Bhabhi ka adhikar nhi le paati" she said and his grip on her palm tightened.

Noooo his heart screamed. He felt like his heart was stabbed a hundred times... The pain he felt at that moment was inexplicable. Meanwhile he was expecting her to hate him, here she was trying to show her solidarity in his decision, standing strongly besides him as his shield and gently masking the pain in her eyes behind her hopeful smile.

He stood there looking at their engagement picture on the wall. His mind questioning if they'll be together like that ever again! Happy smiling and content....Dejected he looked down and she appeared with a plate full of his favorite meal sitting next to him. She could understand his dilemma and got up hugging him whispering sweet nothings and he had turned hugging her burying his face in her belly kissing her hand as her arms wrapped around him, a wave of warmth and comfort washed over him.... At that moment he had felt a little peace- at least there was someone to understand him... He was thankful and he did not realise he fell harder in love with her....she took her seat slowly feeding him with her own hands and promising to take care of Bhabhi's delivery and he knew that now he did not have to worry, Dr. Preeti was there for the rescue.

Returning from these thoughts.. he kissed the picture whispering a "Sorry... You didn't deserve this.. I'm soo sorry Preeti" hugging the frame. He was so excited to make her his, as their wedding date neared his eagerness was growing. He wanted to return to India soon but had never expected the turn of events. The days that would've been the best phase of their life had turned his worst feared nightmare- losing her. If he even had the right to hug her picture questioned  his mind. His face turned pale. No he cannot imagine life without her. How could he! He had never been so helpless.

Before he knew he was asleep after the long tiring and eventful day. His mentor his idol his guide His Bhaiya had to leave his home, his bhabhi who was in needed of all the love and attention during the period of pregnancy was away, he was not able to manage all of the business alone, family distanced and now his only calm in this chaos "PREETI" he had himself broken ties with. His life was slowly falling apart and he blamed himself for all the happenings.

He woke up in the morning with a heavy head,taking his phone in his hand and smiled bitterly. She would not text him now. Her good morning texts would no longer brighten up his day. Unwillingly he has to accept this.He was not feeling himself but was compelled to push himself out of bed and reach office on time. He sat on the breakfast table and his father asked "Beta...tune.. wo Preeti.. " placing his hand on Prem's " rishte aise nhi tode jaate Prem ek baar soch thande dimaag se". Prem got up leaving his food almost untouched "Ye mera akhiri decision hai Papa.. iss ghar me harr koi apna apna faisla suna rha hai.. mai bhi apna decision change nhi krunga " and stormed out heading to the office.

He engrossed himself in work to avoid her thoughts. He knew she won't say it but he had been unfair to her. He missed her ... Her calls... Her messages...Her presence ...He needed her... He needed her to hold him and hug him close assuring him that things would fall into place but he was aware after last night he had no rights to keep any expectations from her,he had lost her and his heart was breaking every moment. It was evening, he had as usual skipped his lunch, unable to take it any more he rushed home. His shoulders slouched, face devoid of the charm it always held. He looked really tired.

Preeti's POV

She knew these were testing times for their relationship and the family but she had full faith that together they will sail through. She was well known to the fact he would blame himself for all that was happening and was also stressed about him neglecting his health. She had earlier decided to give him space and time to adjust but last night when he had hugged her she understood he needed her and hence she decided to take charge otherwise Prem would mess up his health and mental well being. She visited his home in the evening meeting his parents convincing them that calling off the wedding was their mutual decision and that they should not bother him and let him settle down in this situation. Ram Kishan uncle was feeling unwell and she insisted on checking his blood pressure which was high, she was giving him medicines and a hundred instructions along with instructing the cook about some diet juice when Prem entered, back from work.

Something broke inside her seeing him so lifeless. Their eyes locked for a brief second before he tore his gaze away. He came towards them worried asking about his father's health. "Nothing to worry about stress ki wajah se BP fluctuate ho rha hai.. dawai dedi hai." she replied with a small assuring smile.Mamta aunty brought water for him and he refused not even looking at her. He looked at her mouthing a thank you and she shook her head.

An awkward silence followed and Preeti decided to leave. She wanted to talk to him, ease him out listen to what was going on in his mind but how? He was suddenly so distant.

For next few days she tried to look for excuses to talk to him but found none. She was running out of patience and Prem was working like a machine neglecting health and family. His relationship with his mother was deteriorating with each passing day. She had had enough and now was desperate to step in. She can't lose him like this.

To be continued...

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