Standing in the dimly lit room, facing Ankita, I took a deep breath.
"Uhmm, honestly, I don't know how to confess to you, Ankita," I said, my heart pounding in my chest.
The room was sparsely decorated with yellow balloons, her favorite color. It a...
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Ankita's POV:-
I was surrounded by darkness, unable to see anything clearly. My heart pounded as I tried to find Ansh and Aryan.
Few seconds before they were just playing in front of me, their laughter echoing through the space, but suddenly everything went black.
A heavy feeling settled in my chest, and I stumbled forward, my hands reaching out for some support, but there was nothing.
Then, out of nowhere, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around and gasped. Standing before me was my husband—my Aditya.
"Aditya?" I whispered, my voice trembling, as tears immediately blurred my vision.
I could hardly believe my eyes as I traced his entire face. He was right there, just as I remembered him, but there was no joy on his face, no smile greeting me like before.
Instead, he looked sad, almost heartbroken.
"Don't do this, Ankita… please don't do this," he said, his voice laced with sorrow.
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I stared at him, confused and torn ,
" Why was he saying this?"
"You know you're not happy with this marriage, Ankita," he continued, his eyes searching mine.
"You know what your heart truly wants, so why do you keep running away from your feelings, my love?"
I shook my head desperately, trying to push away his words. No, this couldn’t be true.
"Trust me, Aditya... I don't love him. I don't love Aryan... I only love you," I said, my voice shaking as I reached for him.
I needed him to understand. Why isn’t anyone understanding me?
He looked at me with sad smile, his eyes filled with a quiet knowing that I was too afraid to face.
"You love him, dear. You've already started falling for Aryan."
My breath caught in my throat, and I shook my head harder.
No, no... this can’t be true!!
He cupped my cheeks gently, his touch warm and comforting, just as it always had been.
"You know why you're not happy with this marriage, Ankita?" he asked softly.
"Because your heart has already accepted Aryan as your husband. These tears... this pain you're feeling… it's because your heart beats for him now, not for me. You have unknowingly create space for him into your heart"
His words hit me like a wave, and I could feel my world shattering all over again.
"No, Aditya!" I sobbed, my voice breaking. "I love you... I will always love you! ...I can't cheat you like this"
