accidental wedding

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Adhyaan :

As I was lost in thought, driving aimlessly, I received a call from my security guard. He informed me that Sejal had left the house, taking her belongings with her. I was surprised that he was reporting this to me, but then I remembered that I had asked him to keep me updated on Sejal's movements since she was staying at my house, and I couldn't very well ask my family members about it.

As I process the information, I'm struggling to come to terms with the fact that Sejal left with her belongings. I know I haven't been the best partner, and my behavior has been unacceptable. But despite my flaws, I didn't think she'd leave without a word. I had reassured her that I was busy with work and would be fine. It seems my attempt to downplay my struggles didn't convince her.

But how can I even defend myself when I'm the one who messed everything up? Things were going great, and I chose to ruin them. I deeply regret my actions towards Sejal. She tried her best to open up and show her emotions, even though she rarely makes herself vulnerable. If I could take back my words, I would. I'm not trying to justify my behavior, but I want to acknowledge that I didn't enjoy hurting her; I was just stuck in my own struggles.

But this isn't the time for introspection; I need to find Sejal. The problem is, I have no idea where she might have gone. She didn't leave any clues, and I'm not even sure if she had a plan in mind. 'Where are you going, Sejal?' I ask aloud, but there's only silence. I decide to search the area around my house, hoping that she might still be nearby. Maybe she's just a few streets away, trying to clear her head.

I was driving, my hands raking through my hair in frustration, unable to locate Sejal anywhere. But then, suddenly, I spotted a cab, and my heart skipped a beat. I saw a familiar face, one that I could recognize anywhere, anytime. It was Sejal, I was certain of it. I didn't need any further confirmation; I knew it was her. My heart raced as I pulled up behind the cab, my mind racing with thoughts of what to do next.

I began following the cab, deciding against shouting out to her as she might not stop. Instead, I thought it wiser to tail her, assuming she'd eventually stop somewhere. So, I continued following the cab, curious about her destination. After a while, I realized that the road we were on led to the railway station. My mind raced with possibilities - was she leaving the city? Was she going to visit someone? I had to know more.

The railway station? She's really considering leaving without even talking to me? I know I messed up, but couldn't she have waited a bit longer? Couldn't she have given me a chance to make things right? We both know there's something special between us, something more than just liking. And yet, she's willing to walk away without even giving me a chance to fix things. Don't all relationships have their ups and downs? Are we supposed to just give up when things get tough?

You could have just given me the silent treatment, but why did you choose to leave, Sejal? We've made progress, but now I'm left with unanswered questions. I'm following you, wondering where you're headed. Are you going to Delhi? I'm not even sure if that's your destination.

After a while, the cab stopped, and she paid the driver. With her belongings in hand, she headed towards the station. We were still in the parking lot. I quickly parked my car and got out, hurrying to catch up with her.

As I rushed towards her, my heart raced with a mix of emotions - anxiety, longing, and a hint of desperation. I called out her name,

"Sejal"

but she didn't flinch. I quickened my pace, my feet echoing off the station's walls. Just as I was about to reach her, she turned around, her eyes locking onto mine with a hint of surprise and a dash of sadness.

"What are you doing here?"

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Sejal, please listen to me,"