Chapter 46

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Yuvaan

Anger. Confusion. Pain.
I've been telling nothing else since I came back from that wrecked dinner. I don't even know who asked Bua to come; she had to mess things up. Ughhhhhhhh!

The dinner ended and I had came back home, on my own. Alone; Nishtha decided to go to her parents' home again; she's been living there.
This dinner shouldn't have happened, I already had my doubts on Bua and as much as I hate to admit it, she's confirming them.

I hated the way she spoke to Nishtha's parents today. I didn't know to even say, because I was still digesting that she said that. She had never said this before. She had always been sweet to Nishtha, until.... That day.
But today, the way she was glaring at Nishtha and her family, it really caught me off guard.
Was she the same 4 years ago?
Was I too blinded in her love?
No, I....
I don't know.

I was punching my bag heavily, recalling all the things that I had overheard at home.

Flashback:

"Dad, I... I'll go help Nishtha in the kitchen." I said, taking a few plates.
"Beta. I know you don't like her, but—"
"I never said I don't like her."
He chuckled, "That's a good change then, but what I'm saying is, Meenakshi wasn't good to them today, especially going on her parents. That's not nice. I will talk to her, but you please talk to Nishu."
"I will." I said and went into the kitchen.

But, before I could enter, I overheard Bua talking to Nishtha. I peeked inside and saw Bua holding her hand tightly as she spoke, "It's very brave of you to come back. I didn't think you had the guts to come back after that, but even 4 years of hatred from your beloved Yuvaan wasn't enough. You're back to get insulted again."
What on earth is she saying?
"You and Yuvaan didn't happen before, and it's not going to happen again."
I saw Nishtha gasp in pain and I felt anger rise in my mind. How can she do this?!
Before I could react, I saw her walking outside so I hid behind the wall and watched her leave and I looked back inside and saw Nishtha tear up and continue working.
She didn't deserve this.
She did cheat you, Yuvaan.
I don't care.

I was going to go back inside but I saw Mom enter so I hid again and continued to listen."Beta... I... I'm sorry." Mom said.
"It's not your fault." Nishtha said, looking away.
"I heard what she said to you. Right now."
She chuckled, "I've heard worse, Aunty."
Mom caught her hand made Nishtha look at her, "Beta, we want to help. Why aren't you telling Yuvaan? He can fix this."
That's the answer I need, Mom.
She chuckled sarcastically, "the same Yuvaan who threw me outside this home, Aunty?! The same Yuvaan who didn't even hear my side when Bua was slut shaming and saying all those things."
Why didn't I notice this before?
Why didn't I notice what all Bua said?!
I fisted my hands, embarrassed by myself.
"Beta..."
"Aunty, I know he's your son and I'm really sorry about this. I tried to be a good wife to him, I really did, I... I had feelings for him even now Aunty, but they've all died when I've seen him sit silently as Bua insulted my parents, they've died when he insults me everyday calling me a gold digger, a liar, saying things like I need to keep Vamika away from you... and..."
She had feelings for me? She still had feelings for me? I thought she feelings died. She had feelings for me. I got rid of those feelings.
I MADE HER LOSE FEELINGS FOR ME.
UGH.
"I... I'm sorry." She said looking away.
"Beta no. I... I understand, but Yuvaan is your husband beta, talk to him and he will help you out."
"I don't need to taste the whole ocean to know that the water is salty Aunty. One sip is enough." I said, "Thank you for an amazing evening." Nishtha said and walked out of the kitchen.

Present:

I leaned against the bed, embarrassed at myself. I don't know how but I felt a sudden relaxation in my mind knowing that she had feelings for me, but.... I made them go away.
She lost feelings for me.
Did she?
I won't let her lose feelings for me.
Why does it matter to you if she likes you or not Yuvaan? You don't have feelings, right?
I... I don't.
Sure. Then it shouldn't matter.
I... I don't know.

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