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Sometimes women love more.
"Duniya jab kismat se takrana seekhti,
Tab maine kismat ke saamne jukna seekha tha.
Shayad kismat mein unse ishq nahi lekin unka intezaar likha tha.,"
(When the world learnt on how to fi...
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*Nishtha's Pov*:-
The cold 4 am breeze brushed past my body, causing me to shiver on my seat. The car felt too suffocating for the windows to be kept closed, there was a storm swirling inside my mind, banging on the walls of my heart, wanting to crack out, to break free.
My mind was a torrent-so many questions and doubts swirling inside my mind.
Why did Ridha lie ?
Why did Karan bring me up in his deceptive tales ?
Nothing made sense, just like Ridha's lies. But the question that made me weak was-
Why did Ranvijay lie ?
Divorce. I scoffed at the thought, he thinks. As if I don't read him like an open book.
But still, his words, his harsh lies threatened tears to break free, but I won't let them fall. Not now, not ever.
Atleast not over a woman who lied and a husband who shows like he is going to divorce me.
Like hell.
Anger bubbled with every ounce of blood that flowed through my veins. I press the gas pedal harder, the car's speed increased to 100, but it didn't feel fast enough.
So simply press the accelerator more.
To be honest, at that moment, nothing felt enough to outrun the tightness in my throat, I needed a let out, something that distracted me and stopped my body trembling in anger.
"Why ? Why ? Why !," my voice reverbrated in the car but in return all I received was silence and more silence.
I slam my fist against the dashboard, feeling the impact through my entire body vibrate, and the sound echoes in the emptiness of the car.
