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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This woman is seriously irritating. I was trying to tell her a piece of my past but she interrupted it every single time. Stupid! I looked at my reflection in the mirror-
Is this me? Is this really me? Am I alive? Ho-
"Ankit?"
Not again!!!! This woman is getting on my nerves now-
"What?" my voice sounded rude, harsh, irritated, annoyed-
"I think you need a toothbrush to brush your teeth" the door opened a little bit and she poked her head inside only to meet my glare which bored two huge holes inside her heart.
She gulped and handed me an electric toothbrush with her trembling hands, casted me an awkwardly cute smile and shut the door back with a thud.
Her smile, the toothbrush in my hands, her touch...is too much to take in. Everytime she does something, says something I always get flashbacks off "our" memories together. We promised eachother that we'd grow old together but-
I let out a sigh and shook my head a little bit to rinse off these memories from my mind and focused back on brushing my extremely white teeth.
Mai hu hi itna handsome, ki koi resist hi na kaar paye! (I am so handsome that nobody can resist my charms).
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Why is this man so rude, handsome, caring and annoying all at the same time? Multi-talented hai kya? (Is he multi-talented or what?)
I was blabbering bullshits about him in under my breath and making the bed at the same time. What I didn't realise that Ankit came out of the bathroom and he was leaning against the bathroom door, naked with only a towel wrapped around his torso, not too tightly and he was watching me curse him in every way possible.
"Done talking shits about me?"
Fuck! His dangerous deep voice had me jump in shock.
"I- I- w-was-" my brain searched the whole dictionary but it failed to gather up correct words for me to speak. So eventually I went blank and dumb.
Ankit pushed himself from the door and stands straight, handsome and even more taller
"Can I atleast have my clothes back? I think it's time for me to leave"
"L-leave? Ohh yes r-right...I- I'll be back in a moment" Saying that I dropped the pillows on the bed and went to the laundry room to get Ankit's clothes.
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My whole body was shivering as I took a hot bath, I didn't have any shirt or something to put on and on top of that, it rained last night so the weather is a little bit windy and chill today.
Not knowing what to do next I sat down on the bed and started scrolling through my texts and messages.
But I wasn't able to have my mind engulfed in the phone. My mind again wandered back to Shirsha.
When I told her I need to leave, her eyes immediately saddened. The mischief vanished from her face and she suddenly became someone else. The sad and hurt Shirsha. Did she expect me to stay here, in her room for days? That's not going to happen. I my own businesses to handle.
The door creaked open. Shirsha stepped in with my clothes clutched tightly in her hands. She closed the door and came towards me, handing me my clothes back. I thanked her and went to put on my clothes back. This woman is going to drive me crazy if I don't leave right now.
A sound hit my ears, something breaking, something shattering, someone falling down!
"Shirsha?"
No answer
"Shirsha?"
Still no answer
"SHIRSHA?"
Panic rose within me, I quickly put on my pants and opened the bathroom door only to see a horrified scene in front of me.
My voice got stuck inside my throat and I became still like a statue.
