JOURNEY TO US

CHAPTER -- 26

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Abheek snorted. Talking? What's there to talk about? People not doing their jobs? That's not something to talk about, that's something to fix!

He turned and continued walking leaving priya to follow him.

As they approached Abheek's office, priya tried again. sir at least let me get you a cup of coffee or........

Abheek cut her off, his voice cold. Just get out, priya before I loose my temper fully. I need to be alone.

Priya nodded and backed away, leaving Abheek to his turmoil, as she knows very well angry Abheek singh Rathor is more dangerous than anyone else could ever imagine.

Abheek slammed the door shut behind priya and collapsed into into his chair, his anger and frustration finally given away to exhaustion. He rubbed his temple, trying to ward off the headache that had been building all day. As he sat there, his mind began to wonder back to the source of his turmoil that is non other than Ruhani.

He couldn't shake off the memories of her beautiful smile, her innocent laughter and her piercing gaze. He felt like he was loosing control over himself and was going insane.

Abheek's thoughts were a jumble mix of anger, hurt and longing. He was angry on his own self for feeling all those things for Ruhani. He thought he will never feel anything for his accidental wife, but now time has changed and now he is not able to control his feelings. And then their is chaahat who had secrefised her own life to save his. She doesn't deserve his betrayals. The weight of his betrayals threaten to crush him.

How could I have been so blind?  I just abondended that teenager girl whose eyes were asking for nothing but comfort that time.  Abheek thought, his head in his hands.

I just threw her away and now I am betraying chahat too. What I am even doing.

Abheek turmoil was a mix of self loathing rief and longing. He felt trapped in his own web, unsure of how to escape.

Abheek stromed out of the office, his emotions boiling over. He couldn't take it anymore - the guilt, the regret, the longing. He needed to escape, to get away from it.

He reached his car and slid into the driver seat, slamming the door shut behind him. He started the engine and peeled out of the parking lot, not caring where he was going.

As he drove, Abheek thoughts swirled around him, a jumble mix of anger, hurt and frustration. He couldn't shake off the memories of Ruhani and chahat, the two women he thinks he had wronged.

He drove faster, the speedometer climbing higher and higher but Abheek didn't notice. He was lost in his own world, tormed by his own demons.

The city streets blurred together as he drove, Abheek eyes fixed on the road ahead. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't care. He just need to keep moving.

It has always calmed him down in his past. Whenever in his past he felt angry, hurt, frustrated or unwanted he always choose to drive fastly and some how it always worked like therapy to him in making him sane again but only if he knew this time destiny has different plans for him.

The tension in his body grew, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He felt like he was going to explode, like the emotions inside him were going to consume his whole self.