THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

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'Please leave, Jhanvi.' He said raising his palm. Jhanvi sighed and walked towards him. He rolled his eyes angrily. She stood beside him.

'Eshaan,' – She held his arm, but he doesn't look at her, - 'You shouldn't have behaved like that with Monica.' She said seriously. Eshaan looked at her and then moved his arm.

'Stay out of this, Jhanvi.' He said seriously.

'I won't.' She retorted. Eshaan sighed. Jhanvi's expressions softened and she extended her hand and held his arm.

'Come.' She tugged on his arm, Eshaan protested for a moment but gave up. She sat at the edge of the bed and tugged on his hand. He sat beside her.

She held his palm, - 'Listen, Eshaan. Monica really loves you a lot.' – Eshaan opened his mouth to protest but Jhanvi placed her finger on his lips and continued, - 'Whatever she did, she did for you. You said her that she should have tried to win your trust back, right? How? You bluntly said you will marry me. Imagine, how she would have felt? Monica isn't someone who would fall to her knees, beg and plead. That is her nature. But that doesn't mean that she doesn't love you. And moreover, you love her too. But, instead of helping her mend your relationship you threw all the blame on her. You had trust issues, that was your problem. You had trust issues because of her so you should have given her a chance instead of,' – She sighed moving her hand away, she looked at the ground, - 'If you truly love her then give her and your relationship a chance.' She said seriously.

Eshaan kept looking at her for a while before looking away. He seemed to be in a deep thought. Jhanvi smiled sadly and got up. Eshaan kept staring at the floor as she walked towards the door. Before she stepped out she turned and looked at Eshaan, then she turned around and walked out.

Eshaan placed his palms on the bed and kept pondering over Jhanvi's words. It is true that he loves Monica, a lot. But the trust issues, there might be fights between them. But then, Kabir isn't alive anymore so there is no need to be insecure. He sighed and was about to get up when he heard Jhanvi shriek. His eyes widened, and he got up. He hurried towards the room and found Jhanvi staring towards the bed with her eyes and mouth wide-open. Eshaan looked at the bed and gasped.

Monica was lying on the bed with her arms out, her left wrist had blood oozing out and her right hand clenched a small blade.

'Shit, Monica.' Eshaan hurried to her and sat beside her. He noticed her eyes were open and teardrop in the corner of her eyes. He felt his heartbeat increase. He leaned and patted Monica's cheek.

'Please, Monica keep your eyes open, please.' He had tears in his eyes as well. Monica smiled sadly.

'Don't worry about me, Eshaan.' - She said meekly, - 'You-you will-marry-and-and-mov-move on-but-I- I can't live without you,' – She gulped, - 'I can't see you with anyone else.' She confessed. Eshaan shook his head.

'Eshaan, I have called the ambulance. Come, fast.' Jhanvi said urgently. Eshaan looked at her and nodded. Then, he looked at Monica. He got up and was about to move his arms under her, but Monica held his hand with her right hand.

'Please, Eshaan. Let me die.' She said seriously.

'Shut up, just shut up.' Eshaan scolded her angrily and then leaned over her. He held her cheek.

'Idiot, you thought you will die and I will happily move on? Foolish woman, I can't live without you too.' He scolded her with his voice quivering. Monica closed her eyes as he lifted her up in his arms. Jhanvi guided him as he carried her out of the room. She asked him to take the elevator and go down while she will lock the door.