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Abhimaan's pov~
It was tough. The words we exchanged, the emotions, the distrust everything was difficult to deal with. For a moment I thought I lost her, the way she was throwing daggers at me with her words, it was dangerous.
I was thinking we came afar from that face of miscommunication and immaturity. But we didn't.......she didn't.
She is still insecure and with no issues I am ready to fade away each of them, to give her as much time as she want. But I would be lying if I say it doesn't hurt me.
A few unnecesarily words from someone and she doubted my love for her, that I betrayed her. it was way too heavy for my heart. Well, I can't even blame her for this she is still immature and young.
The tears in her eyes, the hurt streaming down her cheeks was something that was still clenching my heart.
The way she call herself a whore. I just can't get over it. The way she insult our holy relation of marriage by calling herself my slut that is not leaving my mind.
It was my temper which came out and we end up like this, and I know she was never in favor of doing this. But she did because she was desperate enough for whatever it takes for my forgiveness. And I do not know how the hell I call her slut.
"Where are you lost?" Her voice came and I snap out of my thoughts to her.
I shook my head slightly and tear the morsal forwarding it to her mouth. she gulp it down and muttered.
"I know I did a mistake by not trusting you. But the way she was humiliating me I could not comprehend anything and end up lashing all my anger on you." She said and I breathed.
"I understand meera. But a relation takes nothing but trust and love to build. And when any of these lacks, the bond weakens." I said and her brows thinned.
"But we have a strong bond. I do trust you, it was....like I lost my mind thinking about any other woman with you. The amount of hurt I felt in my each nerve was unbearable, she was clenching my heart wit...." she blabbered and I cut her off in middle.
"She is nothing, but a mad woman who claims that I love her." My voice came out a little loud and she gasped.
"Love?" I sighed and push the plate back. Pulling her close to me I palmed her face in my hands.
"Leave her, let her be delusional. You just answer me one thing. Did I ever treat you like a slut? Did I ever make you feel any less that you felt I would betray you for a mere fuck?" I said and her eyes filled with tears.
She lowered her gaze and shook her head lightly her lips parted to say something only to shut back as no words form in her throat.
It hurts, I do not know why but it does. I can't see her teary eyes even if she is on fault. They are my weakness.
I sighed and wipe her wet cheeks.
"Let's forget this. Never ever think that someone can take your place. You are the only one who can make my heart race at a single glance meera." I kissed her crown and continued.
"Before you I was nothing but a man who did not know what emotions are, just fulfilling the duty of king but didn't know for whom? How it felt to be in love with someone, how it felt when you are cold but the person in your arms make you warm and cozy. You make me realize that I too have a heart which can beat for someone, for a woman to whom I belong. You completed me meera."
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