Mysterious Oberoi

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"You was aware about the truth?" I inquired, Diya passed me a smile. She offered me a slight nod. "Why you kept it hidden from me?"

"I wasn't sure how to say it out." She avoided glancing at me. "I know the bond you shared with them. You wouldn't have believed me. You would have thought it was Mr. Oberoi's some trick," I kept quiet. She was speaking correct, I would have never accepted it.

"Who told you?" Diya inquired, I glanced at the big potrait hanging on the wall. Her orbs moved in the direction. "Who is she?" She inquired, her orbs searching at me for answers.

"Might be me," I shrugged off. I didn't had the courage to inquire about the matter. I was afraid of the truth!

"Wow! He had a pictures of you," she sounded amazed. "How is he like?" She inquired, looking at me in hope.

"A criminal," I mumbled. "He loves using others weakness. He finds thrill in killing people. How do you think he is?" I raised my brow at her.

"At least he is better than Mayur who claims to be innocent but is a devil." Diya shook her head, "I never understood your devotion towards him."

I kept my mouth shut. I didn't understood myself at times. "Why do you blindly trust Mr. Oberoi?" I stared at her in disbelief, "you hardly know him..." I paused scanning my surrounding. "He isn't someone to be trusted with..." Diya kept staring at me, her orbs indicating something her tongue was trying to hide.

"That man cares for you, Aachal." She almost yelled at me. "Why you had always being wrong judging people? Why can't you see behind the facade? Or you never allowed yourself with it?" I could hear disbelief in her tone. She was disappointed with me.

"He is a criminal," I reasoned out. "I can't trust a person like that!"

"You're forcing yourself from feeling things your heart is aware of. To stop yourself from getting attracted to him, you want to fill your heart with hate." Diya shook her head, "you're afraid to allow someone to reach you. Scared that they might broke you like last one. You always had the shield around you, you were always difficult to reach. You had those door shut and locked," Diya was staring at me in concern.

I kept staring at her. My orbs brimming with tears but I attempted to hide it. Those words uttered by her, strike something in my heart. Riddhi came running into the room as I brushed off those tears.

"Mumma..." She was crying as she rushed towards me. "I want to go to school..." I wasn't sure what was it? How was it even possible! As slowly my brain had opened a door which it had shut closed for years. I felt as if a certain part of my memory was unlocked. I didn't knew if there was any scientific reasoning to it but those memories flashed something.

The orphanage was before my orbs. I was walking towards it. I felt the restlessness as I kept moving. I was terrified, as I glanced at my clothes, it was a school uniform soaked with blood. What was it? How had I got blood on my dress? I felt the headache as I forced myself to recollect those incidents.

"Mumma..."

"Aachal..."

Those words brought me out of those frightening memories. Memories that I desire to forget. The lie that I wanted to live in. I could feel in my guts there was something horrible about my past. Something which was better to never be recollected!

"Aachal," I heard Diya's concerned voice and later glanced at her worried orbs. "Are you fine?" She inquired, I passed a fake smile at her.

"School," I glanced at Riddhi. "Children's don't like school," I mumbled. "And you want to attend one?"