Author's Note: This is my only unedited book; the style of writing is thus different from what you might have seen in my other books. Compared to them, this book also has much more grammatical mistakes. Hope you enjoy it nevertheless.
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The tears burst forth like water from a dam and spilled down her face, leaving their dried marks behind. She felt the muscles of her chin tremble like a little child and brick by brick, the wall that kept her strong this whole time came tumbling down. With each second that passed, she felt the pain that she held inside since the moment she saw him manifesting into a silent scream.
Salty tears made their way down her chin to her throat as she yanked onto the floor and pressed her back against the closed door for support.
Sobs overwhelmed her whole body to the extent that she felt choked and she hated herself for this.
For being so vulnerable.
She had promised herself not to cry again the moment she recovered from the shock of seeing him in front of her after three months but now, he made her broke her promise.
And she hated him also for doing this.
But it was not his fault, it never was!
It was her fault...to fall so hard for him!
She thought that she would make it! After hours of crying for him yesterday in the lonely park when she succeeded in gathering herself she thought that she would have enough strength to never fall weak again.
But all it took to shook her from the inside was one hateful look from him!
Yet she controlled herself from shedding a single tear in his presence. Because she knew, once she showed him her weakness, he will again attack her at that same weak spot, as he did earlier.
That was the reason she asked Payal also to keep mum about him. She knew that Kabir would cancel the deal for her and that would have made him think that she didn't have any courage to face him which would have fueled his desire to hurt her more.
She can no longer run away from him. She needs to stand up and confront him but what will be the purpose of such strength that she has only to show him and not to stop herself from breaking down?
She was angry that she was crying for that man and irritated that she couldn't stop crying. That made her cry even more knowing that she had no control over herself.
Her mind replayed his words a thousands times and she caught the sight of the ring resting on her finger.
Why is she still wearing this?
This was precious to her because she thought this was his love that he gifted her but now she knows that it was all a lie then why can't she just throw this away?
Each time she lifts her hand to remove it, she feels her heart breaking.
