His AVNI~ The saga of true love begins with a mysterious lie

55. Can't stay together~

ADVIKA'S POV

I opened my eyes as the bright sunlight pierced through my window, interrupting my peaceful slumber. Stretching my limbs, I glanced around the room, only to find it as vacant as ever.
 
I signed that he had already woken up by this time and headed to his gym. It's been two months since we had a normal conversation.
 
Every time he tried to talk to me, I always remembered that night, and suddenly I lost interest in everything.
 
That day, when I learned about that, he asked all his employees to join my dance school. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions.
 
He loves me so much, but with a mysterious lie, I can't even dream of that scene.
 
I don't know why this man completely changed me into a new and confused person I can't decide for my life.
 
He didn't reply to me about that, and I didn't want to answer him, so I quickly made an excuse, and it worked because he never forced me to do that.
 
Each passing day makes me feel suffocated. I don't know what to do, but finally I decided I would leave him and start a life without him.
 
I can't stay with a criminal, but somehow, deep down, I always wanted him in my life. I know if I make a complaint in front of him.
 
His words definitely make me weak, and I'll melt down in his arms. I really don't want that to happen, and it's better if I completely ignore him.
 
I will talk to him about divorce. I never face his possessive side, but I know he will go to any extent to keep me with him.
 
And to be honest, I never want to face that Samrat I always wanted to see my Sam, whom I loved and always will.
 
No matter what the other person does, you can't hate them they become your everything, and suddenly we will step out of that relationship.
 
I cried a lot in the past two months and still cry to think about separation from him. He is my everything.

I never get love from my family, and he tried to give me all happiness and love, but I never thought about it.
 
I don't know how I will live without him.
 
I took a sharp, deep breath and closed my eyes. Every time I think about it, my chest starts physically hurting.
 
I rubbed my chest and got up from my bed. It's Sunday, therefore I don't have to attend dance school today.
 
I picked up my black kurti set from the closet and went towards the bathroom. Obviously,  I need to go for breakfast.
 
I entered the bathroom and hung my clothes on the hanger. I removed my t-shirts and shorts in a shift motion and walked under the shower.
 
I raked my fingers in my hair and lifted my head. Suddenly,  I remembered everything again, making me sit on the floor.
 
I pulled my knees closer to my chest and hid my face. I hugged my knees and started sobbing.
 
This became my routine to break down; after some time, I became normal. I finished my routine, wore my clothes, and came out.
 
By the time he was already present in the room, I signed and stood in front of the mirror. I dried my hair with a towel and put it in the chair.
 
I picked up the dryer and started doing my work without gazing at him, but I could feel his gaze over me, making me tremble.
 
I put the dryer in its place and started doing my skincare routine. My eyes fell on vermilion, making my heart act.
 
I used to apply this every day, but today it feels so different, maybe because I finally decided what I wanted to do.
 
I feel that something is going to be wrong. I don't know why, thinking about this, suddenly my gaze fell on him.
 
Our eyes meet in the reflection of the mirror his intense gaze makes me feel weak on my knees.
 
Actually, sometimes I do feel sexually frustrated, as I never had experience controlling myself before, and after being intimate with him, it's so hard to control.
 
But I can't do anything now because now I have to stay alone for my whole life. I never imagined someone else in my life if it were not him.
 
"You look beautiful,"

His deep, husky voice broke my chain of thought. I lowered my lashes. Our lives were perfect with each other, but suddenly everything changed.
 
Every time I see him, it's always like he is my Sam, but that image shook me to my core he cannot be the same.
 
"Please, look at me, Avni," I again heard his voice, it's more like pleading. I gulped, trying to control my feelings.
 
I slowly lifted my face and looked at him. I signed and stood straight from the chair.
 
"I want to ask you something for the last time. Avni, please don't say no,"