Unwanted Love

Shadows of the Past

Sidharth's Pov

I wake up with a mix of emotions swirling inside me. It's been a month  since Tara broke up with me, and the guilt still lingers. I think back to the day I found out Kabir, Tara's brother, was the one who robbed our company, ruining my parents' lives. My desire for revenge consumed me, and I manipulated Tara into falling in love with me, planning to use her as a pawn to hurt her family But things didn't go as planned. As I spent more time with Tara, I started to develop real feelings for her. I tried to push them aside, but they only grew stronger. The day I tried to kill her, something inside me snapped. When she called me for help, I rushed to save her, and hearing her say "I love you" before she passed out is etched in my memory forever.Now, I'm left to deal with the consequences of my actions. Tara found out about my plan and broke up with me. I don't blame her. I'm trying to move on, but it's hard. As the CEO of my company, I put on a strong face, but deep down, I'm struggling to come to terms with what I've done.My day is filled with meetings and conference calls, but my mind keeps wandering back to Tara. I wonder if I'll ever be able to make things right between us. I know I don't deserve it, but a part of me still hopes for a second chance.The loneliness of my apartment feels suffocating tonight. I try to distract myself with work, but it's no use. I'm haunted by the memories of what could've been if I hadn't let my desire for revenge consume me. I can only hope that someday, I'll find redemption and a chance to start anew.As the evening drags on, I find myself scrolling through my phone, searching for any updates on Tara's life. I know it's not healthy, but I can't help myself. I come across a post from her friend, mentioning that she's doing well and focusing on her career. I feel a pang of relief, knowing she's moving on.I try to shake off the feeling of emptiness and focus on work. I have a meeting with a potential investor tomorrow, and I need to be prepared. I spend the next few hours going over my presentation, making sure I've covered all my bases.As I work, my mind keeps wandering back to Tara. I remember the way she smiled at me, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed. I wonder what she's doing right now, if she's thinking of me too.The loneliness becomes too much to bear, and I decide to take a walk outside. The cool night air helps clear my head, but the silence is deafening. I feel like I'm the only one awake in the entire city.As I walk, I stumble upon a small jazz club. I remember Tara loved jazz music, and I decide to go in. The soulful melodies transport me to a different time, a time when things were simpler. I sit there for hours, lost in the music, trying to escape my thoughts.The night wears on, and I finally return to my apartment, exhausted. I collapse onto my bed, feeling drained. I know I need to move on, but it's hard when every memory, every thought, leads me back to Tara. I close my eyes, hoping tomorrow will be a better day.

since Tara broke up with me, and my life has been a blur of emptiness and longing. Every day feels like an eternity without her. I go through the motions of being a CEO, but my heart isn't in it. I'm just a shell of the person I used to be.I find myself constantly waiting by the phone, hoping against hope that Tara will call me. I imagine her asking me to take her somewhere, just like she used to. I'd drop everything to be with her, to see her smile, to hear her laugh. But the calls never come.

Her confession, "I love you," still lingers in my mind. I replay it over and over, wondering what could've been if I hadn't been so consumed by revenge. I feel like I've lost my chance with her, and it's a hard pill to swallow.I've tried to fill the void with work, but even that's not fulfilling anymore. I've taken to drinking alone at night, trying to drown my sorrows. But the loneliness only seems to intensify.I've also become withdrawn, pushing away friends and colleagues. I don't know how to face them, how to pretend like everything is okay when it's not. I feel like I'm living a lie.Sometimes, I find myself driving past Tara's apartment, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. I know it's not healthy, but I can't help myself. I just want to see her, to know she's doing okay.My life has become a constant reminder of what I've lost. I'm trapped in this limbo, unable to move on, unable to go back. All I can do is wait, hope, and wonder what could've been.