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"Vidya, are you okay?" Mrityunjay asked after knocking. "You've been inside for an hour. Are you fine?"
Shit! I didn't even realize. I stepped out of the bathtub, wiping the tears. Under the shower, I turned on the cold water. His panicked voice faded away.
The icy water pierced through me, washing over the secrets I've hidden deep in my heart. A lone tear escaped.
I caught my reflection in the mirror, burn marks visible on my chest, but now it's his words that was burning in my chest.
What if he finds out everything? Like this mirror sees all of me-liar, betrayer, sinner. My real, ugly self. I can't bear to face it.
Another sob escaped. I can't tell him... not yet. After hearing his story, I wanted to give this relationship a chance. But how can I?
Mahadev, uski khushi ka karan banna cahte the hum, par uski takleef ka har pehlu banke reh gaye hai...
(Mahadev, I wanted to bring happiness into his life, but all I've brought is pain.)
Will I be the reason for his misery?
I've hated him, yes, but I never wanted to hurt him. That's why Jayveer uncle told me to keep this deal secret. It's all so clear now, but I don't have the strength to face him.
Everything is so messed up, and he can't handle another betrayal. No, I won't tell him... not now.
I gathered my strength, wore night dress, and stepped out of the bathroom.
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. . . He was sitting in a chair by the window, eyes closed, head resting on the top rail. He had changed into a white kurta.
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