Crossroads of hearts..

Revealing Truths...

Dhruvanshi's POV:-
Okay, Dhruvanshi, you've got this! Here I am, standing outside the garden restaurant where we used to meet. Vivaan's already inside— he messaged me that he's waiting. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. I chose a simple outfit for today : a sleeveless white top, blue rippeed jeans, and my hair pulled into a messy bun. Even though I tried to keep it casual, I'm feeling anything but casual right now.
As I walk in, I notice the place is almost completely empty— typical Vivaan, always planning ahead. The only person in the room is a boy dressed in a white shirt and blue jeans. Of course, we're twinning again, just like old times.....seriously, what are the odds?

                                                                            Dhruvanshi's outfit

                                                                                   Vivaan's outfit

I take a moment to calm down and walk towards him. When I reach him, I awkwardly offer my hand for a handshake, but he opens his arms for a hug instead. Okay, this is a little awkward...We end up settling for a side hug, and then he pulls out a chair for me. I sit down, and he follows suit. "What would you like to drink, angel?", he asks with a warm smile. "Umm...anything is fine", I reply, a bit flustered and unsure of myself. "Hey, there's no need to be formal with me. Just make yourself comfortable. I know you've been through a lot with the breakup, but let's not talk about that right now. Relax, take your time, and when you are ready, we can start talking", he says gently, clearly noticing my nerves. Wait, how does he know about my breakup? Relax Dhruvanshi, you're forgetting, He is THE VIVAAN SEHGAL, he can do anything. "I am okay, Vivaan. A cappuchino would be great", I finally manage to say. He hums in agreement, smiling at me as he orders. That smile—I swear, it's enough to make my heart race. While he's placing the order, I gather my courage to start the conversation I've been dreading. "For the past two years, I've been in a relationship with a guy named Dhruv. He's a pediatrician at the same hospital where I work. I know you have questions, Vivaan, and you deserve answers. I'm here to give them to you", I say, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.
"Are you sure you're ready to answer my question? I can wait", he asks, his voice soft and reassuring. Yes, I'm ready, Vivaan. You have every right to know, and I'm not going to stop you from getting the answers you deserve," I reply, trying to sound confident. He gives me a warm smile and nods.
"Why did you break up with me?", he asks, and the question hits me like a ton of bricks. I knew this moment was coming, but nothing could prepare me for the reality of it. I'm scared he won't believe the truth, so I've decided to stick with my lie. "I already explained in the note— I broke up with you becuase my parents found out about us," I say, my eyes shifting away from his. "I asked for the truth, angel," he says, his voice firm but gentle. "I am telling the truth, Vivaan...." I insist, sighing deeply. "Then why won't you look me in the eyes? I know you too well—whenever you lie, you can't look at the other person," he points out, I sigh again, feeling the weight of the moment. "Because.....because I am afraid you won't believe me if I tell you the truth. You'll misunderstand." I confess. "Try me", he says, placing his hand on mine. I glance at our hands, take a deep breath, and finally, I whisper the words I've been dreading. "Veer raped me that night," I whisper, but loud enough for him to hear. "What?!", he exclaims, disbelief and shock written all over his face. "I knew it...I knew you wouldn't believe me," I say, my panic rising. "Go ahead, Blame me. It's always the girl's fault, right? Humesha ladki ki hi toh galti hoti hai. Accuse me of wearing a short dress, of provoking him. Afterall, he's your brother," I say, my voice trembling with fear and anger, also with some frustration. He just stares at me, disbelief in his eyes. "Is that really what you think of me, angel?", he asks, his voice tinged with disappointment. "This is what everyone thinks, Vivaan. You don't have to say anything; I know he's your brother. It's okay," I say, my voice breaking. But before I could continue, he pulls me into a hug. I freeze for a moment, stunned. "I am so sorry, baccha....I'm so sorry. I couldn't protect you from my own brother. I'm sorry I didn't earn your trust enough for you to share this with me. I am sorry you had to go through this alone. I am sorry you had to face society's taunts. But no, it's not your fault. Who told you it's your fault? It's my fault for not teaching my brother how to treat women. I'm so, so sorry, jaan", he says, and I can feel the wetness of his tears on my shoulder. I gently caress his back, trying to comfort him. "It's not your fault, Vivaan. Please don't blame yourself. I've already coped with it. I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you properly that day, but I wasn't in my senses after what happened. I didn't want to face you. It's okay if you don't want me now. It's completely okay," I say, letting out the emotions I've been holding back. He surprises me by kissing me, and I freeze, unsure of how to react. "Never, ever think that I don't want you or that I don't love you," he says, his voice filled with emotion. I nod, smiling through my tears. "But I cannot be your girlfriend, Vivaan.", I said while sitting at my seat. "Why", he says, while kneeling down and sitting on his knees. "Mai overthink karti hu", I said. "Mai over explain kr dunga", he replied. "Mujhe jhelna mushkil hai." I said, while lowering my gaze. "Mai jhel lunga wo bhi khushi khushi.", he replied while holding my chin and making me look at him. "Mujhe nightmares aate hai kai baar", I retorted. "Mai puri raat jaag lunga.", he replied. "Mere bahut kharche hai." I replied. "Mai billionaire hu.", he replied within seconds, making me chuckle. "Mai bahut jaldi naraaz ho jati hu", I again retorted,  hoping he would backout. "Mai mana lunga." He replied. "Mai khubsurat nhi hu", I said. "Tum mere liye koi heere se kam nhi ho. Tum behad khubsurat ho jaan.", he again replied. "To fir Banoge mere?", I asked. "Mai aapka hi toh hu.", He replied unknowingly. "Wait, what?", he exclaimed, after realising. "Maine pucha, banoge mere?", I said while caressing his cheek. "Mai kab aapka nahi tha jaan.", He said. I couldn't resist myself and I hugged him.

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Hello readers!!!
I know I am leaving you in between...but maza isi mei aata hai.
I will continue their conversation in the next chapter but from Vivaan's POV.
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