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T R I S T A N


It was almost midnight when I opened my Instagram account and came through a random post.

I smiled sarcastically at the words.
What an irony!
Whatever I gave her, she gave me only.....
I gave her my days, she gave me lonely nights.
I gave her a house to prosper, she gave me the atrocious memories in it.

I laughed reminiscing the humiliations I had been receiving from her past two months. It has to stop now. And I did as well.

However, there's still hope inside my heart that she'll come back to me and say it was all a facade. She still loves me...that is my illusion as well. I must know she's not mine anymore.

She is marrying someone. I don't care.
What I care about is...I will accept what my mother has chosen for me. It's not as if I can't have another girl in life. It's not as if Paris is the only one I will worship the whole of my life when she doesn't give a damn about me.

But It pains my heart to know It was all a fucking attraction for her. After all of the memories we spent together. The plans we had for our life she named it all a fucking mistake.

At first, time thought maybe I was the wrong one. Maybe I loved her less.

After all the heartbreaks I have gone through past days. I have left everything on its own. If it is meant to be, it'll be mine.

I rummaged through my posting column and uploaded the recent pictures from today's shooting set.

It's the 'GUNS' trilogy I'm shooting with Esha Carpenter. This movie has her as the female lead and the other female lead is Sanjana.

I have decided to contribute the whole of my time to focus on my career and upcoming movies. No life stops without the person you want in it.

I grabbed my hair in fists closing my eyes.
Forget her, Tris. Your life doesn't depend on her.

No matter how many times I deny it. Her memories reflash back paining straight through my heart.

I switched off the phone and let loose my body on the soft mattress of the JK Mansion. This home. Home....my mother has made it.

Atleast this place doesn't make me reminisce about her. I have shifted from the previous penthouse and until I shift to the next one I want to live here for a while. Peacefully.

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NEXT MORNING,

It's been a while since I went for my morning run.
I need to shift back to my earlier routine life. Exercise and gym are the best alternatives.

I ran back to the Mansion extremely exhausted and all sweaty under the early sunshine.

"Good Morning Uncle..."
I greeted the guards outside the Mansion. They greeted me back with a smile. It's true only, smile once to a stranger and he'll return the prosperity in triple X.

I woke up at five in the morning today and came out of the place to contribute some time for myself. No matter how hard I try it will take time for my heart to get used to this lifestyle. Where there's no one to wake me up with kisses and soft good-morning wishes.

I can't blame her. The fault was mine that I gave the whole of my devotion to worship her, ravish her. I shouldn't have let myself depend on someone I didn't knew will break me into pieces.

What the hell! What is she planning to do with the snake here? Die in her mid-twenties?

I pulled her arm to me, grabbing her away from the jasmine flower plant.

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