This wasn't a rushed decision.
I thought about it thoroughly, I really did. I considered every possible outcome both positive and negative. I thought about who it would affect and what their reactions would be, I knew most people wouldn't like it, but I, for the life of me, couldn't guess what Karishma's response would be.
And at the end of the day hers is the most important one isn't it? After all, other than Kashish, she's the one that is most affected by it.
I let out a breath and tried to convince myself that she'd react positively. I try to make myself think that maybe she'll thank me.
I scoff, don't be stupid Haseena.
Okay, I think, She probably won't thank me, but I hope she'll understand me.
I continue to pace back and forth in our bedroom waiting for Karishma to get home. A part of me thinks I should have told her about it this morning, or maybe at least given her a heads-up.
And I tried, I really did but no matter how much I searched for the right words in my head I couldn't find them.
What could be the worst-case scenario, anyway?
She could accuse me of not trusting her, which wouldn't be completely untrue.
Why am I thinking about the worst case anyway? I should be thinking of the best possible outcome to stop myself from freaking out.
She could understand that I made a tough call with something that I thought would benefit our relationship.
"Haseena"
I turned around to meet a pair of bloodshot brown eyes and I immediately felt my heart sink.
I made her cry, I think. Fuck.
"Krish," I say as softly as possible.
I decide to make my way over to her as slowly as possible. I'm almost afraid that if I move to quickly I'll scare her off.
Once I was close enough to my girlfriend who was still standing underneath the door frame of our bedroom notionless I carefully wrapped my arms around her. She immediately reciprocates the hug and I can feel her tears fall onto my bare shoulder since I am in nothing but some shorts and a blank tank top.
"I'm sorry" I whispered "Hume pata tha hume apko subah hi bata dena chahiye tha. Aap humse naraz h?"
She shakes her head but doesn't say a word. Her only reply is to tighten her grip around my torso as I run my fingers through her hair.
"Hume nhi samjh aa rha tha ki hum aur kya kare," I tell her honestly. "Hum aap se gussa nhi h but hum uss bare mein sochne se apne aap ko rok hi nhi paa rhe the"
I feel her head rise as her eyes meet mine. My hands instinctively wipe away the tears strolling down her cheeks.
"Hum bhi apse gussa nhi h," she said, which was frankly a huge relief. "Hume bura iss baat ka lag rha h ki" she confessed "humari wajah se uski job chali gyi"
Out of all the possible scenarios that were running through my mind earlier this wasn't one of them.
"Nhi Krish, apki wajah se nhi," I say trying to take that thought out of her head.
Admittedly it became much harder for me not to think about the fact that Karishma and Kashish see each other almost every day at work. My jealousy definitely got the best of me when I called up Jay and told him everything that happened. He was a bit shocked when I asked him to lay off Kashish but after the story I had just told him he understood why it made me uncomfortable for them to work together.
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Snowflake Method (Kareena Version)
FanfictionSo this is the sequel to Iceberg Method To get a better reading experience please read that Again I will only be editing it all the credit goes to the original writer except for the changes that I make I hope you enjoy the story😌