Meera~The King's triumphant Queen

58~Burning into ashes of guilt

Another update!!

I think there is some confusion regarding time and events. Let me clear it all.

-Abhimaan returns to Suryagarh in evening followed by war planning with Raj in reading room where a spy was killed. Then Raj insist for drinks and they went for it....from there Abhimaan got drunk, return to his chamber, saudamini followed him, they both spend time together and she left.

-During sleep (midnight) Abhimaan was attacked by an attacker and he got his consciousness back then realization hit him..

-So all these are the events from the evening when Abhimaan returns to Suryagarh......same night. Ok?

I hope I make things clear...because cheeze boht jyada thi and it took quite good chapters so maybe this confusion happened. 

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Abhimaan pov ~

I was drunk! Very drunk.

And I came to my chamber.

Then meera returned back from her parental home......she was not meera.

What the hell..!! Who was she?

I squeezed my eyes shut, rubbing my temples with my thumb and fingers, trying to make sense of the woman sitting on my lap; definitely not Meera, yet my face was nestled against her neck...

Saudamini.

My eyes flew open, throat felt dry and heart dropped down to the deep of my stomach as the realization hit.

For a moment, everything went still. My heartbeats slowed down, the air in the room thickened with disbelief as I sat frozen on bed, my wrapped up hand trembled slightly as I tried to replay the events in my head—each touch, each whisper, each stolen moment, and none of it was with Meera.

My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest and left bare, vulnerable, and exposed that too to another person who was not my wife.

"Saudamini."

Her name lingered on my lips like venom, a bitter truth I could not even swallow down to my throat nor I could keep on my tongue.

I gritted my teeth at my own self remembering how I scoot her close to me to seek the comfort I would find only in the warm embrace of meera around me.

But I tried to get it from someone else, someone who was not her; I let my head down on her shoulder, I threw my arms around her, hold her against me to feel her and the worst I CRIED.

Saudamini—the one who had haunted the edges of my life once before already, the one who could destroy everything I had built with Meera just like before but this time it was not her...it was me.

I clenched my injured fist rubbing my forehead with other hand sitting on bed trying to remind my actual words I told her but everything only echoed nothing was clear what I said or hear.

Every nerve in my body burned with guilt and regret, but no amount of pain I inflicted on myself could undo what had happened. I had betrayed Meera, even if it was in a drunken haze; I couldn’t let that truth sink in.

She had slipped into my chamber, into my arms, and I had allowed her. In my drunken haze, I had whispered things, touched her as if she was Meera.

My pulse quickened at the thought, eyes burned and I just want to rip off my skin which dared to touch some other woman.