The Elites. #Virushka

21. Break the broken

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Okay i know, i know, i know i haven't updated in a long time but i had finals and so much other stuff going on I'm sorry. I wasn't in the mode to write but still tried my best to write this chapter.

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When the knock on the door came, Sonam had to consider getting up and opening it. It was three in the morning. Who would come by at this hour? All the servants were asleep and Virat was not even home. She had not heard from him in four days when he stormed off in anger, it was the longest they had gone without talking to each other. 

Usually Sonam was the one who always made amends but this time it was not even her fault. Standing up from the bed, she inhaled a deep breath and wrapped a blanket around herself. She opened the door and frowned as she saw Virat standing there. 

He looked like he had not slept in days, one hand holding a bag and another one holding the door as if he wanted to brace himself. He lifted his eyes to look at her and all she saw in his eyes was confusion and grief. 

Sonam did not say anything, she just moved aside making sway for him to enter the room. "Are you okay?" She whispered touching his arm.

She saw the uncertainty in his gaze and moved forward, wrapping her arms around him. He stood still for a moment and then hugged her back, leaning in her embrace trying to wash away the guilt of all those nights he had wronged her.

"I'm sorry." He murmured against her hair.

"Hey, it's okay. I know your work is important." She thought he was referring to all those times he had not paid attention to her due to work or the fight between them a few days ago.

Virat, however was only thinking about how he was going to redeem himself from all of it.

He didn't want to tell her anything, didn't want her to go through with that pain but he knew he was doing right by her. He had to tell her the truth.

He sat on the edge of the bed and so did she.

"Sonam, there is something I need to tell you." He said after a while. She frowned again.

She didn't know what he wanted to tell her and that scared her. She wanted to tell him so many things, things she had been hiding for so long but it could wait. Virat had to tell her whatever was crawling in his brain and she knew he wouldn't rest untill he told her.

"Why don't we take a nap and you tell me what it is in the morning?" She still tried to persuade him as she glanced at the bags under his eyes.

"No, I won't have the courage tomorrow. Please..just listen." Virat pleaded.

She nodded, patting his back.

"Okay, what is it, love?" She asked sweetly, trying to make it easy for him. Virat put a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Sonam, you're the most amazing and most beautiful person I have ever met, you're kind and you're sweet and you're everything that a man could ever dream of." He started off, telling her whatever he felt, consequences be damned.

"Baby, that's what you wanted to tell me, I got so scared-" She chuckled but Virat interrupted her.

"Wait, let me finish." Virat mumbled.

"I know that you're a woman who is modest and I love for you it, you're humble and you're forgiving and yet I did something I was never supposed to do." He explained and Sonam looked at him with a deep frown now.