Burning Hearts

118. 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨

Chapter-118

Author's POV

Parul's body shook violently as she read the contents of the file. Her throat tightened up and her chest hurt.

Every breath that escaped her lips came out strangled.

Her honey pools filled with tears, and her hands clutched the paper, crumbling it underneath her painful hold.

A hot tear rolled down her eyes and slipped on the now crumbled paper. She looked at the paper, her vision was now blurry because of the tears.

Blinking rapidly, she read it again and again but nothing changed.

This was not how she imagined her future with Shiva.

Her head began spinning as she looked at the paper with nothing but pure distaste. Throwing it on the bed, she settled on the bed, holding her knees, close to her chest.

She couldn't help but think negatively about him.

Why would you transfer your properties to me?

Why?

Because... because...

It pained her to even think like that. To think that he'd leave her.

Her lips wobbled as she failed to stop the broken sobs escaping her lips.

The whole situation was messed up.

Meanwhile, Shiva turned off the shower and walked out of the bathroom not expecting to see what he was seeing right now.

Parul was packing her bags. Her clothes were all over the room, on the bed, on the floor, on the couch.

Her face was tear-soaked, although she wasn't crying right now.

Shiva wanted to think that she was packing so that they could go to their 'home' but the crumbled papers sitting on the bed said a different story.

Parul knew that he was standing near the bathroom door, staring at her but she didn't spare him any glance. She was hurt. Period.

" What are you doing?" Shiva asked, jumping into his shorts.

Parul heard his concerned voice but didn't bother to reply to him.

Her silence was irking his anger. He knew she had found out what he was planning to do. He mentally cursed Vikram. He was not supposed to give the file to her.

" Paaru, I'm talking to you" he inched closer, standing beside her. As he stood closer, her emotional tank burst again, tears welled up in her eyes, rolling down without any confines.

" What the hell is wrong with you?" he sounded annoyed but he was desperate for her reaction.

Parul zipped her bag, wiped her face and then looked at him. His eyes were dark and misty. A Plethora of emotions was pooled in his blazing chocolate eyes.

When she didn't speak, the pulse in his jaw ticked dangerously.

" What is this Shiva?" She tried, but her voice came out like a broken plea.

His eyes lingered a minute on her glistening pools before travelling down to where she pointed her fingers. The bed, the paper that was crumbled on the bed.

A sharp hiss escaped his lips as he grabbed the paper. The tear stains on the paper told him how she was affected by this.

" Don't even try to lie to me" her voice strained.