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Atharv's Point Of View-This is exactly why I don't fall into this kind of traps and all i.e marriage. Went to meet her after my family members asked me to surprise and see what it got me...her kissing her ex. Great.
I just couldn't stay there for any other second. I crumbled the rose bouquet under my feet and just dashed out. Miss Arohi must be very busy..The anger I felt was nothing compared to the betrayal. Betrayal in sense that a new wed bride of mine is kissing her ex? How thoughtful of her. Until this..I was a very patient man with her but no. Not now. Not Ever...
My jaw clenched, teeth grinding together as I exited the hospital building. The thought of her kissing someone else, the sight of her embracing another man made my chest tighten uncomfortably, my hands clenched into tight fists. I don't even knew what was I feeling.
I walked for a while, taking deep breaths, trying to compose myself. My thoughts were racing. The image of her and her ex wouldn't leave my mind. The thought of her in someone else's arms, the mere idea disgusted me. How could she do this? I didn't know why it affected me so much, I told myself I hated her.
I felt an irrational anger building up inside of me. Why did it bother me so much that she was kissing someone else? I was supposed to despise her, weren't you his forced bride? I clenched my jaw, trying to shake off the growing unease in my chest. Why did jealousy course through my veins? Why did my heart ache at the sight of her in another man's arms?
I sat down on the leather seat, shutting the door with a loud thud. I leaned back, my body tensed, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. My eyes narrowed, and I stared out the windshield for a moment, my thoughts swirling wildly.
I replayed the image of Arohi kissing her ex over and over in my mind, each time the same tightness in my chest. I couldn't understand it. Why did it make me so angry, so restless? My fingers drumming impatiently against the wheel, I bit my lip, unable to shake off the tumultuous feelings stirring within me.
"Urghhhhhhh That piece of shit!!!!" I shouted inside the car.
Gods knows when they will stop kissing and she gets the idea that Yes i came to visit her. She looked so focused on their little makeout session. How can she do that? She mustn't be over him.
Suddenly I got a call from my bestfriend, Rajveer.
I picked up my phone, answering the call.
"What?"
My voice was curt, the words coming out gritted and sharp. I wasn't in the mood for any discussions
My best friend picked up on the tension in my voice.
"Bro, what happened? What did you see at Arohi's chamber?"
The question brought back the image of Arohi kissing her ex. My grip on the phone tighten, my knuckles turning white.
I took a deep breath, trying to rein in my emotions.
"She was kissing someone else. In her goddamn chamber."
The words left a bitter taste in my mouth as I said it aloud. My best friend was silent for a moment, clearly surprised by the revelation.
"Damn. Who was it?"
My best friend asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
My jaw clenched again. I didn't want to say, didn't want to admit that it had affected me so much. But the words came out before I could stop myself.
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ANOKHA PYAAR
FantasyDr. Arohi Arora is a 27 year aged self independent women with a nature of being jolly and caring .. She lives with her two bestfriends Tara and Mahira in America. She had dusky skin colour with her long wavy hair falling on her tiny waist . And no...