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Chapter 24: Drunk Confession?

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Radhika's POV:

We reached home in silence. The tension between us was palpable, but I couldn’t focus on that right now. As soon as we stepped inside, I hurried to find the first aid kit.

My heart was pounding, and I could feel the anxiety rising in my chest. I knew Samar was hurt, and I couldn’t bear the thought of him in pain.

When I returned, I saw him struggling to remove his shoes. He stumbled slightly, and without thinking, I rushed to catch him.

He looked at me, his eyes clouded with fatigue and something else I couldn’t quite place. I didn’t say anything, just led him to the room and gently made him sit on the bed.

His hand was a mess—bloodied from the broken glass, the skin torn in several places. My heart ached seeing him like this.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I carefully took his hand in mine. The sight of his injury, the thought of him being in pain because of me, was too much to bear.

I began dressing his wound, my hands trembling slightly as I cleaned the blood away. Each time he flinched, it felt like a knife twisting in my heart.

The room was quiet, the only sound was my unsteady breathing and the rustling of the bandages as I wrapped his hand. Samar didn’t say a word, he just watched me in silence, his gaze heavy with unspoken emotions.

As I finished, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. A lone tear escaped my eyes and fell onto his hand. I quickly wiped it away, trying to keep myself composed, but it was no use.

Seeing him like this, knowing he had hurt himself because of the situation tonight, was breaking me apart.

Samar finally broke the silence, his voice soft but filled with concern. "I’m okay, Radhika. Don’t cry. Please."

But I shook my head, the tears now flowing freely. "But I’m not okay, Samar. Seeing you like this…seeing you hurt and not talking to me… it’s tearing me apart."

He stayed silent, his eyes dark with a mix of guilt and frustration. The silence was suffocating, the weight of everything we hadn’t said hanging between us.

I couldn’t take it anymore. “If you’re jealous, just say it!” I burst out, my voice breaking with emotion. "Why are you keeping everything inside? Why can’t you just tell me what you’re feeling?"

He looked at me, and for a moment, I thought he might just brush it off. But then his expression shifted, and I saw something raw and vulnerable in his eyes.

“Yes, I’m jealous,” he admitted, his voice hoarse with emotion. “I’m jealous every time I see you with someone else, Radhika. I can’t stand the thought of you being with another man, of someone else getting to see that smile of yours, to hear your laugh. It drives me insane.”

His words hit me like a wave, and I could feel my heart racing, my breath catching in my throat. I had always hoped he felt something for me, but hearing it, seeing the intensity of his emotions, was overwhelming.

“I love you, Radhika,” he continued, his voice breaking. “I’ve loved you for so long, and I’ve been too scared to tell you because I didn’t want to lose you. But seeing you with Reyansh, seeing how easily he could make you smile, how he could hold you close…I couldn’t take it.”