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"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 w...
तुम साथ हो या ना हो, क्या फ़र्क़ है? बेदर्द थी ज़िंदगी, बेदर्द है...
Everyone, Please, I need 2.5k comments on this chapter and 3k on the previous one. I know it's not hard and had been done before so please complete the target. This time I will seriously ONLY UPLOAD if the target is completed. I'm sorry.
Also, We are about to complete 1 million views and 100k votes YAY!!
NOW LET'S GET SAD AGAIN!
Trigger warnings - Death. self harm. suicide. Amaira crying (that's a trigger for me)
I have tried to make the self harm part as less descriptive as I could. In no way do I support such activities. If you ever feel the way amaira did, Please seek some help, it's always available around but don't ever replicate her actions, there is no Abhimaan to save you in real life, You have to do it yourself.
To all my readers, You are strong and beautiful. I am proud of you. Each one of you. Remember, You only have yourself, Your happiness is solely, Don't ever make it depend on others ❤️
I am warning you again. DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER if it anyhow triggers you.
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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.
