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Heartaches

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Next update - 7th nov
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Samar's pov

I stepped out of the room and saw her in tears, fear written all over her face. It broke my heart. I can’t believe I’m forcing her to marry me. But what choice do I have? It’s either I lose her forever or go through with this. My heart feels heavy with this decision.

I walked to Kabir's room and pulled out a photo album from his drawer. Looking through his childhood pictures made me nostalgic. My little brother has done so much for me and faced so many challenges. A tear fell onto one of his pictures, and I wondered what he would think if he knew what I had done. How could I ever explain this to him?

For the first time, I tried to handle a situation with patience and kindness, but it ended in disaster. She hates me now, and it feels like that hatred will never go away. I closed my eyes, trying to forget, but my mind drifted back to last night.

Flashback...

“Shivu…” I called softly, gently patting her cheek. She didn’t respond, and fear gripped me. I quickly picked her up and took her to my house.

“Shivu jaan, please... please open your eyes...” I pleaded, but she remained unresponsive. I rushed her to my room, where the doctor was already waiting. After checking her, he told me she fainted from stress and needed care. He gave me some medicine and left.

I hurried to the basement, where Arjun was tied to a chair. The dim light cast eerie shadows around him, igniting my anger as I approached.

“Muh kholo iska,” (Open his mouth) I ordered the men standing nearby, my voice low and menacing. They removed the tape from his mouth, revealing the defiance in his eyes.

“KYA CHAHTA HAI TU? TERE HAZAR TUKDE KARKE KUTTON KO KHILA DON?” (What do you want? Should I feed you to the dogs in a thousand pieces?) I demanded, my anger boiling inside me.

“Karde,” (Go ahead) he replied casually, laughing as if I had told a joke.

“Kyun kar raha ye sab? Dekh, tu bhi jaanta hai wo mujhse pyar karti hai...” (Why are you doing all this? You know she loves me...) I started, but Arjun cut me off, his voice rising in anger.

“HAAN PATA HAI WO TUJHE PYAR KARTI HAI!! JANTA HON MAIN... SAB PATA HAI...” (YES, I KNOW SHE LOVES YOU!! I know everything...) he shouted, venom dripping from his words.

“TOH CHODH DE NA USKO!!” (Then let her go!!) I shouted back, desperation clawing at my throat.

But Arjun just looked down, a heavy silence falling between us. “Nahi... main nahi chhod sakta... nahi kar paonga main,” (No... I can’t let her go... I won’t be able to) he admitted, tears starting to fall from his eyes. For a moment, I felt a pang of sympathy, but it quickly vanished as he met my gaze again, a twisted smile spreading across his face.

“…meri nahi toh teri bhi nahi. Ja jo karna hai karle... wo ab tujhpe kabhi vishwas nahi karegi. Marna hai mujhe? Marde. Katna ke fenkna hai? Fende. Jo karna hai kar. Kyunki main usse kabhi sach nahi bataonga... wo mujhse pyar nahi karti lekin tujhse toh nafrat karti hai.” (…if not mine, then neither yours. Go ahead and do whatever you want... she will never trust you again. Want to kill me? Go ahead. Want to cut me up and throw me away? Do it. Whatever you want to do. Because I will never tell her the truth... she doesn’t love me, but she hates you.) Each word was designed to cut deeper.