The Perfect Match

Heart to Heart

I rushed upstairs, ignoring everything that was going in my mind.

This is the time...clarify everything you have in your heart. Every fucking thing that has been clouding your mind ever since all this has begun...from the time of the rape incident.

Taking baby steps towards the bedroom made me nostalgic.

"Ughh...Arjun! Curtains man," I grumbled as I pulled the sheets over my head and tossed in the opposite direction of the direct sunlight.

"It's afternoon Amy," he said.

"Oh" I frowned and kept my eyes shut.

"I've to leave. I have three meetings lined up so I won't be taking your calls. I will be coming home late so don't wait for me," he said and that is when I turned around and looked at him. He was dressed in his formal wear, wearing his summer blazer.

I wanted to tell him about my pregnancy. I didn't know how he'd react but I was pretty sure he would be happy about it.

He came forth and kissed my forehead. I just loved these forehead kisses. It made me feel so beautiful!

"Bye," he mumbled against my forehead.

"Hmm...," I snuggled into him and kissed him on his cheek.

"Amy, don't make it difficult for me to go to the office," he smiled as he said and gave me a tight morning hug.

"Then Mr Malhotra..."

"I really need to go...but I'll miss you too," he literally looked at me with those puppy eyes and that made me kiss his nose.

"Stop acting like we were married off yesterday," I said as I laughed at him.

"I don't mind marrying you everytime I feel like missing you love," he said and kissed me deep on my lips. A proper wake up kiss.

Who knew that the beautiful morning would turn into a storm in the night. The day, Zara lost her pride and I lost my baby.

Why does my stupid mind drive me towards all those beautiful memories which has turned into a nightmare for me?

Fuck!

While getting through the private passage, I noticed changes which couldn't be ignored. He had removed everything that was related to me in someway or the other. Be it, my hand made oil paintings or those glittery chandeliers...he had removed everything and all that remained was a simple plain white wall with Sanskrit texts inscripted neatly in horizontal lines. 

Sanskrit...interesting!

I pushed the main door of our...okay, 'his' room open. The sensor lights brightened the room and it was brighter than I expected. It was not at all the way I liked. When I used to stay here, it was more of natural light in the day time and subtle, soft lightings in the evening. It was our personal space and I wanted to keep it as romantic as possible.

Shit! Why do I have to compare it to our life? It's Disha and Arjun now.

The moment I was about to call out for Arjun, I found the tall frame standing near the life size glass door, facing his back towards me.

"Arjun, why have you called me here?" I asked as I started walking close to him.

No matter what Amaya...just clear your doubts today.

My inner self reminded me.

He turned around and I noticed his facial features were all tensed and he looked stressed about something.