HER SAFE PLACE

I don't want to lose you

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Shivangi's POV

After my conversation with Jennifer, I felt a weight lift from my chest, but a new, heavy sense of guilt settled in its place. I realized I had pushed away the one person who had been there for me, who had shown me love and care when I least expected it. Now, sitting in my bedroom, the echoes of Jennifer's words still fresh in my mind, I resolved to make things right.

It was evening, and I had spent the last few hours trying to find a moment alone with Rocky. Each time I approached him, though, Adi or Ravi bhai would swoop in, steering him away with some excuse or distraction. It was frustrating, but I knew I couldn’t give up. So, I decided to wait.

I sat on the edge of my bed, my gaze fixed on the door, the minutes stretching into hours. The house had quieted down, the evening slipping into night, and yet I remained there, determined and patient. I knew Rocky well enough to know that eventually, he would come to the room, and I would be ready when he did.

It was almost two hours later when I finally heard the sound of footsteps approaching the room. My heart quickened, and I straightened up, taking a deep breath to steady myself. The door creaked open, and Rocky stepped inside, his expression unreadable as his eyes briefly swept over me before turning away.

He headed straight towards the wardrobe, pulling out a change of clothes without sparing me a second glance. I felt a pang in my chest at his cold demeanor, but I refused to let it deter me. I had come too far to back down now.

“Rocky...” I began softly, taking a step closer to him.

He ignored me, continuing to rummage through the closet as if he hadn’t heard me. My resolve wavered for a moment, but I swallowed my nerves and pressed on.

“Rocky, please, can we talk?” My voice wavered, but I tried to keep it steady. “I know I made a mistake... I know I pushed you away, and I’m sorry. I just—”

Rocky turned his back to me, walking towards the bathroom with his clothes in hand, his silence cutting through my words like a blade. I watched him go, my chest tightening with each step he took away from me. But as he reached the door, I found my voice again, more desperate this time.

“Please, don’t walk away from me like this... I can’t bear it anymore.” My voice cracked, the vulnerability I had kept hidden for so long slipping through. I felt tears sting my eyes, but I blinked them back, determined to hold myself together.

Rocky paused in the doorway, his hand gripping the doorframe. For a long moment, he didn’t move, and I held my breath, hoping against hope that he would turn around, that he would give me a chance to make things right.

Finally, he turned, his expression still guarded, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—something that gave me the courage to take a step closer.

He crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe. “What do you want, Shivangi?” he asked flatly, his tone barely hiding the frustration beneath it. “I’m tired. Can’t we just skip this?”

I flinched at his tone but forced a small smile, hoping to melt the ice that had settled between us. “I just... I want to talk, Rocky. You’ve been avoiding me all evening, and it’s not fair.”

Rocky scoffed, shaking his head as he looked away. “You think it’s not fair?” He let out a bitter laugh, his eyes flashing with hurt when they met mine. “You’re the one who pushed me away every chance you got, and now you want to talk?”

“I know, I know!” I hurriedly interrupted, stepping even closer until there was barely any space between us. He tried to shift away, but I stubbornly blocked his path. “I messed up, okay? I realize that now, and I want to make it right. Just give me a chance!”