Swara's POV
"shona please... Look at me... " he pleaded. I couldn't. I was so stupid. When he was asking me to look at him, to talk to him, I was not able to. Flashes from this house never left my eyes. I felt ashamed of myself for almost ruining everything.
"okay.. I'm going... " he said as he got up. I shivered with the fear of losing him again. I wasn't sure that I could even trust him. But I couldn't trust myself too.
He walked to the window, gazing out, folding his hands. I stumbled, as I got up. I stumbled my way to him and my hands shook, as I held onto him. I felt him stiffen and move, but never took my hands off.
As soon as he turned I was soon very embarrassed that I took my hand off him, and my gaze followed my hands.
He drew me close, wrapping his arms securely around me and I cried undone as I bumped into his chest, wrapping my arms around him.
I couldn't let go of the moment. It was a dream come true. I was here, in our home, in his arms. And it wasn't what I was expecting this soon. I thought..... Well, never mind. I damned my mind to savour the moment when he thought of drifting apart, still holding me in his arms. His eyes were red, sad, happy and what not. I bet mine mirrored.
I contemplated what to talk but I had to have some sort of conversation between us, where I can make him understand that I did need some time to open up but I would at any cost tell him the entire thing. I hoped he believed me. I finally thought to apologize first.
"sans.. "
"Swara... " we started together. And he chuckled. I smiled.
"okay... You go first... " I said not knowing what exactly to start.
"okay... Swara, I wouldn't say that I'm not mad at you. Because, I am. But I know there's some reason which made you do whatsoever you've done which I guess I don't know completely. I know, I took decisions without exactly thinking about the consequences. I hurt you mentally. And I took you away from your beloved father and all. But you must understand that wasn't easy on me. No man would ever want to kidnap and scare his wife unless it makes things worse for him." His eyes pierced through mine, intensely.
He cupped my cheeks, caressing my tear stained cheeks with his thumb. He took a moment before he started again. He smiled sadly.
"I'm sorry I had to do it. I was worked up. Devastated. And losing people who you love one after the other isn't a great thing. Just a day before shruti was attacked, I lost my brother and sister in law, whom I was very attached to. And again that feeling of losing shruti banged me. Laksh wasn't the same. Ragini tried coping up. My parents don't know what exactly happened. It wasn't easy for me to handle that kid who at the very tender age lost her parents. Even though everyone gave a good performance in the act of being normal, I had seen them all my life to know them better. Every night I had been awake when ragini, laksh or Siddhanth begged shruti to wake up and sometimes I did it myself." a tear slipped down his cheeks. He paused before he told something that banged me.
"I was so killed when your father asked me to leave you and get off your life in expense of Aadhya, I had to do it. Because back then, you were the only on me I had to lean on to. It had never been easy to live away from you. And they thought of taking you away from me. " a sob escaped my lips and that's when I knew both of us were crying. I didn't know the reason behind him leaving me till date. I was told that I couldn't talk to him any longer and I was just supposed to sign off the papers which I recognized were my divorce papers after I had already signed it. I was so not in my senses back then. My dad told me that Sanskar had known that I was the one who had called shruti and he didn't want to live with me. And I believed him. Unfortunately. I bet he wanted to torture me more. That's all the planning.
"talk Swara... " I heard him say. I didn't know what to talk.
Suddenly it flashed.
"how did you come to know that I was the one? "
