Her Dangerous Obsession

Chap 16 - The coming storm

Author’s POV

Adhrit had come out of the restaurant with the old man and was standing near the road. 

He very carefully made the old man sit in the taxi, and the old man also patted his head lovingly in gratitude, which brought a small smile on his lips.   

As soon as the taxi left, a void descended in his eyes, and with his vacant eyes, he looked up at the sky, which was now covered in thick clouds, and even in the afternoon, everything turned pitch dark.    

Today, he was feeling similar darkness in his life too. His steps automatically started moving forward absentmindedly.    

He was walking aimlessly on the road. The city stretched around him in a blur of lights and shadows, but he could barely register anything, because his eyesight turned blur due to his own tears. 

Suddenly, rain started pouring, as if the sky itself had decided to mourn with him, joining him in his own grief. Adhrit’s pain and unshed tears were mixing up with the rainwater, flowing down his face, masking the silent cries, he could no longer hold in.

His footsteps echoed against the wet pavement, slow and heavy, as if even his body had lost its will to move forward.

Droplets struck his face like shards of glass, but he welcomed the sting. Perhaps, the rain could wash away the burning ache in his chest, the heaviness in his heart, the betrayal, that had left him gasping for air.

His every flowing tear merged with the raindrops, camouflaged, as though the world should not witness, how broken he truly was feeling right now.

Each word of Anaisha echoed through his soul, slicing deeper than any knife could. He clutched at his chest unconsciously, his breaths ragged, his mind refusing to release her image.

Her laughter, her smile, the way, her eyes had once softened, when looking at him — every memory stabbed him now. And still, he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

He was blaming himself. Why did he trust her? Why did he started developing feelings for her? Why did he even met her?

His whole being throbbed with pain, with betrayal, he couldn’t fully comprehend. He had trusted her. Against every instinct, against every warning, he had let her in. He had let himself believe, that maybe, she was changing, maybe, there was goodness within her. And what had she done? She had crushed it all — his hope, his faith, his feelings — under the weight of her ego.

All the memories from their first meeting till now started passing before his eyes one by one, and once again, his whole heart got filled with bitterness.  

He stopped walking for a moment, standing under the flickering light of a broken streetlamp, his head tilted back, eyes closed, as the rain drenched him. He wanted to shout at her. He wanted to demand why. Why him? Why his heart? Why his trust?

He wanted to tell her, how much she meant to him, to pour out his feelings in words, which kept him restless, since he realised it. 

He had never imagined this even in his wildest nightmare, that something like this could happen with him ever.

When he finally realised his feelings for her, he was in a dilemma, but still, there was a feeling of happiness lingering in heart, and now, it turned out be, it all was nothing more than a deception.

The betrayal wasn’t just about emotions — it was about the cruel way, she had mocked his trust. She hadn’t merely played with him, she had dragged his heart through fire and ash, and made him question his own worth.