A story of deception and true love.
" How did you have the courage to say this to me? " A girl gathered some courage and spoke loudly. And from today onwards I have no relation with your family. I am leaving after leaving you.
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This entire chapter is just for our male lead and female lead.
VYOM × ANANYA
So guys, these people have already suffered a lot, now let them love a little.
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Ananya sat on the couch, staring out the window into the darkness of the night. Vyom was supposed to be home hours ago, but there was still no sign of him.
As the clock struck midnight, Ananya's worry turned into fear. Should I call him, should I or not, why am I so stressed. But why has he not come home yet? if something happened to him, no, he might be busy in his meetings, but what meeting will be there at 2 in the night. I will call him once. She tried to call Vyom , but his phone went switch off . She panic started to set in as she paced around the living room, her heart racing with every passing minute.
Finally, the sound of the main door opening broke through the silence of the night. Ananya's relief quickly turned to shock as Vyom stumbled through the doorway, his eyes glazed over and the smell of alcohol clinging to him like a cloud.
"Vyom, where have you been? Are you okay?" She rushed forward to help him, her concern mixing with anger at his reckless behavior. But he did not give any reply
She helped him to the couch and sat him down, worry etched on her face as she watched him struggle to keep his eyes open.
Why was his so drunk ?Ananya thoughts , she knew she had to take care of Vyom, no matter how frustrated she was with him. She grabbed a glass of water and helped him drink, trying to sober him up as best as she could.
How did you come home? Don't say that you drove yourself.I asked Vyom and he shook his head in yes which made me very angry.
How could you be so careless with your own life? I asked him , But he was not saying anything. A fear rushed in my veins so , i sat on my knees and held his hand gently . But he pulled his hand back. Why is he behaving like this .
Let's go to the room.I spoke to Vyom and he got up from his place and started walking towards the stairs. I saw him going and I also followed him.
As soon as we entered the room, Vyom sat on the edge of the bed and got lost in thoughts. I was staring at him .
What is he thinking? May I ask if what happened to him? No, let him think whatever he was thinking . I thought and was about to leave the room .
I went towards the door and then I felt a tightness around my neck so , i turned back and What I saw made my eyes widened . the rustless and arrogant vyom singh rathore was on his knees while holding the coner of my dupatta (long scarf) and the most important thing he has tears in his eyes . I was about to say something but stopped when i heard his sobbing .
