"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse."
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
She broke him in the worst way possib...
तुम साथ हो या ना हो, क्या फ़र्क़ है? बेदर्द थी ज़िंदगी, बेदर्द है...
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"You cannot change in a minute, Aira. Tell me what it is?" His sharp words stings as I close my eyes, The subtle ache inside me blooms.
Abhimaan's phone rings, and he answers it, his eyes still stuck on me, however, I cannot gather the courage to face him.
"What happened?" He shouts over the phone and his eyes fall on me, making my heart beat rise, I cannot ask.
I cannot ask myself anything now.
"This is not the end, Amaira Mehra." His poison filled words are directed towards me. How do I tell him that I am already drowning in it?
He opens the car door harshly and slams it shut as he runs inside his building. Just as he leaves, I take a deep breath, not realizing I haven't taken one for a few moments.
This is it.
No tears form in my eyes when I have the freedom to cry. So instead I start the car and drive towards Nana's house.
A weight forms in my throat, Tears are just there. Yet, I cannot cry.
Why?
The drive back feels like nothing. There is nothing inside me now. The wind slaps my face as I see the trees moving back through the glass.
I don't have the courage to look in the mirrors, They will shatter.
I get out of the car and walk towards Nani's house with my heart beating in my throat, the only cognizance that I am still alive.
How does it feel to be alive any more?
I guess I am forgetting that. It's been a few minutes since I broke up with him. Or more like I broke him.
The act I committed today would not be believed by his angel in me, but it was done by the daughter of that cruel man. She did it. She did it with all her might.
A part of me wants to stab him and end my pool of regrets but then a part of me would like to stab myself for ending the only reason of my life. Life? Do I have it any more?
Abhimaan was my life and now that he is gone, I feel like I am suffocating on this oxygen. My steps are sluggish, and my heart rate is even slower.
The butterflies in my stomach died a painful death and All I feel is sickness and along with that, died everything.
Everything that once resided in me. Everything that Abhimaan gave me.
