Ch-16 { Reunited?}

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Aayati's pov

I woke up with a severe headache, I looked around and found myself neatly tucked in sheets in a bedroom , I sat on the bed holding my head . I tried to recollect my memories of what happened and how I am here.

After eating ice cream, my head started spinning and everything went blank.

I don't know , where I am .

Anxiety rushed through my vein . I got up and tried to find a phone, key or even a hammer. The room must be locked , right?

I saw a large window covered with a curtain , I slid the curtain , the window was actually a door leading to balcony. I opened it and went out .

I am in a heightened building, all I can hear a fade sound of city traffic. Until , I heard a click sound.

Someone has entered.

I was frozen on my place.

Should I jump?

" You're awake?"

I turned around, to see the owner of voice , it seemed similar.

It was Armaan's voice.

I turned around and saw him in casual tee and trousers. My eyes became moist with tear , relief rushed through my body until the the realisation hitted .

He fucking kidnapped me-

" How dare you to kidnap me !"

" Just like you dared to call off."

" I don't want to marry you and it's final . I'm going." I said with all my courage.

I was about to leave when Armaan held my arms and pinned me to the near by wall . We were a centimetre apart , his eyes were gazing through my soul. I couldn't maintain an eye contact.

" Eyes on me , Bacha"  he said giving me chills.

I slowly looked at him , his eyes were red indicating he haven't slept for days .

" Why did you do that?"

" You left me with no other option"

I lowered my gaze .

Flashback

Armaan's pov

Whatever Aayati said in hospital made my whole world fall apart . I cannot imagine losing her . I know this may sound , ' how one can get attached  this soon.'.

But Trust me , when you're willing trying to love someone. You fall deeper and deeper.

I came back home , but my mind was with her. I noticed the cut marks on her hand and lips , hand marks on her wrists and that scared emotion. She was nowhere firm on her decision.

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