"𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ONE 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ."
"𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄??"
Love was never in his wish list, Never in his life he wanted to be someone else's, who doesn't worth his love, never again. After how life played with him..
But destiny brought her...
This chapter includes suicide sence, and sensitive information which may trigger some readers. please skip this chapter and don't read if you are uncomfortable...
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Diya pov :
My hands were trembling.. As i took the diary out of the drawer.. heart was racing marathon.. pounding as if it wants to jump out of my chest. my mind went blank.. Restlessness filled inside me..
I sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard.. I put my phone on the side, forgetting about it's condition.. because my only concentration was on the thing which I'm holding in my hand rightnow.
I was staring at it blankly, debating whether to read it or not? Should i read? What If he comes to know then?
"No.. diya don't dig your own grave.. if he finds out, he will eat you raw.."
I stared at the diary for good 15 minutes, which was kept in front of me not sure to take this step or not...
I took a deep breath and realise it, advancing my hand to pick it up. To know about him..
I open it and, the first thing caught my eyes was her photo.. it was his ex-wife's Tina..
I held it between my index finger and my thumb..
"Wow!! she looks really gorgeous.."
"No wonder why he fell for her.."
I really have no idea how to describe her beauty, I was utterly speechless..
She was too beautiful to even describe.. Fair skin, black wavrious long hairs, Her eyes, she has cat eyes with green iris and with long lashes. Her eyeliner was perfectly doing justice to her eyes.. her straight nose, with luscious lips and sharp jawline.. she has gum simle.. her aura was powerful like a real queen.
When i was looking at her, I don't know why but insecurity filled inside me? I'm not even have half of her beauty, she so gorgeous..
I kept the photo at its place and turn the page.. I found a rose, it had turn dry... but still it was giving romantic vibe.. and there was something written on that page I have no idea what it was written mabye it was in Italian or in French..
As I tuned the on the next page, there was written so many things with dates and including time..
My heartbeat escalate. This is the first time I'm reading someone else's personal diary. It was feeling weird to read.. like I'm intruding into someone else life.. who is unfortunately my arrogant husband.. but still..
I turned the page and i found a letter. I open it It was written in red... my eyes-widen as I realized it was blood...
"God!! Diya tum bohot buri tarah se phasne waali ho.."
