Chapter 8

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So this was it. I knew I would never be talking to him, again. I knew I was gonna have my pillows wet at night, again. I knew I'd have to face my mum asking me Is something wrong? , again. I knew that my heart was broken into a million uneven pieces, all again!

The first time all this happened, I was sad, of course. This time I was broken. The first time all this happened I showed people how strong I was, how I will move on & how it didn't matter. This time it wasn't so. I couldn't, couldn't, handle it this time. Earlier I used to laugh at the girls being all heartbroken and sad about just a guy leaving them. Now I was at their placing understanding what really that guy meant.
Yes, I was pissed. My tears were as hot as anger & my heart melted like iron. It wasn't easy.
I was blessed to have friends like Janice & Bella. They came like angels. But did really angels take away all the sadness inside me? No.

There were times when I used to think about the sweet memories. Our sweet memories. Those tight hugs, gentle kisses on cheeks, those long romantic & meaningful messages and yes.. My first kiss. Contrasting to all of it, the message by his mom was like salt on my wound. My smile vanished in seconds and shed into tears. Coping up, when I tried to be normal I found it so funny imaging myself as those 'typical' Bollywood actresses. But watching them crying in movies didn't stop me to do the same. I remember, once I was watching a movie on 18th of the April and my guy bestie caught me having my eyes wet in an emotional scene. I just covered it by saying, "Ugh dumb me! Should've carried my spectacles". But both of us knew that this wasn't the truth.

I tried hard.. Very hard to get myself out of all this. But no. I couldn't, again.

Hello everyone! I'm so so SO for this extreeeemely late update. @RheaArya1 finally ya?
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