Khushi came out of the past with the letter still in her hands.For anyone else those incidents would be like it's just a disappointment from loving someone.
Just give it a few days and all would be fine. But it wasn't the case with her.
The scars of the incident were printed on her every fiber and she felt it shudders even today.
After that incident, she had given up on her thought of even looking at someone and she felt some inferiority complex on her being the least deserving person to love or being loved by someone.
And proposing to Arnav after all this was just a nightmare and she couldn't bear one more set of mocks and laughs at her for her love.
So she gave up on her love and herself.
It was a very tough journey for her, but then she made peace with it.
She now doesn't have any expectations from anyone and thus no heartbreak.
Her heart has cracked enough to last for a lifetime and it no longer pains to be Frank.
But then now, his confession turned her entire peace which she had made with herself on air and she simply felt herself immensed with happiness after his confession.
Her heart started having expectations and she started feeling fear in herself with the expectations developing from him.
She went towards the mirror and looked at herself.
A girl who was overweight, chubby, and horrible. How can he ever love a girl like this?
How can he ?
Her scared self asked and her mind chuckled in response.
" He is just confused Khushi, once the madness of love is over, then he is going to taunt you,"
" No one can ever love you, just make yourself clear, you don't deserve any love," said her mind firmly.
Tears rolled from her eyes.
" It's hard, don't build hopes and break yourself again and again," said her mind as she wiped her tears.
" Yes, no hopes," she said to herself where she went to the washroom to refresh herself and then she came out of the room.
Arnav had completed the dinner meanwhile and had set the dinner table.
" Khushi, come let's have dinner, I am damn hungry," he said.
She nodded her head, sat silently beside him, and munched the dinner.
It was just a one-sided conversation between them with Arnav talking and Khushi just humming in response.
Arnav tried a lot to make her talk, but then she seemed that she was in another world and all his efforts went to vain only.
Khushi helped in cleaning the kitchen and she was about to go to her room meanwhile he called her.
" Khushi !" he called her.
" Hmm," she responded not meeting his eyes and looking down.
" Are you angry at me ?" he asked.
" No," she replied looking down.
" Please don't distance yourself from me, it's killing me. If you don't love me also it's fine, but then please talk to me and be with me as you always used to be," he said looking at her honestly.
She lifted her head and looked at him as his words did something inside her.
" If you want, slap me but don't be indifferent," he added showing his cheeks.
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The Story of us
FanfictionA story on a man who is perfect on everything and a woman who is imperfect.