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                              CHAPTER ELEVEN
                              Raman could see she was getting emotional and if history had taught him anything, she had a habit of putting up these walls and would zone out like she just stepped into another world so he thought it best to leave that conversation there for now.
                              'So looks like your parents have retired huh.'' He said
                              'Yeah I still can't believe it has been 14 years.'' She answered smilingly as she joined him on the bench. He suddenly went quiet and she wasn't sure why he got serious all of a sudden.
                              'You wanted to talk to me about something.'' She finally broke the silence
                              'I just wanted... I mean...'' Raman tried to talk but he was stuttering
                              ' Okay is everything alright. You're starting to scare me.'' She said
                              'Okay am just going to put it out there. Do you now want a divorce?'' he asked looking down and holding his breath praying to God she didn't see how difficult this was for him
                              'Do you want to divorce me?'' she asked
                              'No I just saying that with your parents being okay now. Maybe you wanted out because the 1.5 Million remaining was intended to help them. Now that they do not seem to need it, I just thought that you may want that.'' He said in one breath
                              'Forget the 1.5 Million for a second. I am asking do you want a divorce?'' she said as she knelt down in front of him forcing him to look at her.
                              ' Honestly no.'' he answered
                              'Are you sure?'' she asked
                              'Yeah I am. I am not ready to let you go yet.'' He answered.
                              Ishita looked at him as she tried to take in what he had just said when she suddenly heard him say
                              'For Ruhi's sake.'' He added trying to back track.
                              Sometimes even Raman could not explain the things he said when he was with her. It was like every time she looked at him and he looked in her eyes, she had this ability to just break down all these walls he had put up and all his emotions were laid bare. He was always fidgeting trying to back track from something stupid he had said.
                              She smilingly looked at him and said
                              'Well Mr. Raman Kumar Bhalla one would think by now you have learnt this about me. I never break my promises and I promised I will stay married to you for three year.  It hasn't been three years yet has it?'' she asked as he shook his head side to side indication no
                              'Then why would you think I want a divorce'' she asked playfully
                              'Are you sure.'' He asked
                              She looked at him and nodded in the affirmative and she could see he was getting a little emotional although he was doing everything in his power to hide it.  She could see a smile creep up on his face and she couldn't help but feel warm inside.
                              'You look nice when you smile I wonder why you do not do it more often.'' She suddenly said
                              'What?'' he asked
                              'Nothing'' She answered as if surprised she had said that out loud.
                              'I know that was a compliment and I will take it thank you.'' He said smiling at her before he suddenly asked her
                                      
                                  
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