Fire & Ice

Fire & Ice (19)

"I want to know, Aditya told me a lot but I cant help but feel there is more, so what else is there, why did you all hide stuff from me" I looked around at Noor and Pooja who shuffled uncomfortably under my gaze

"Well, did he tell you about the accident" Pooja looked up, a look of dread in her eyes

"Yes, I got in the accident trying to save his life so I must have felt something"

Noor chuckled "It wasn't just something" her eyes met mine "You loved him Aapi"

"I what" I allowed my body to sink back in the chair "I loved him, oh god" I rested my head in my hands "You have no idea how badly I have treated him in the past five years"

Pooja placed a hand on my arm "On the night of the accident we found out you were pregnant, the baby didn't make it through the stress, we all wanted to tell you so badly but Waseem uncle forbade us, said it would only deteriorate your health" she sucked in a breath

"I was what" I stood up, my legs were shaking "We had a baby together and I lost it" the bile rose in my throat "I have to go, I have to see" ignoring their calls for me to come back, I ran as fast as possible toward my car

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"Yes, go ahead, please ruin my house once again, didn't you already search my house three days ago" Aditya smirked at the officer then his eyes met mine "And there's my faviourate police officer, come to search aswell"

I cleared my throat "The search is over, everyone leave"

Aditya threw his head back laughing "Ooooh, wont your Abbu tell you off for that"

I swallowed thickly, how was I meant to apologise for the loss we both bared, all this time he had stuck around for me and for what? It wasn't fair and today I would set him free, I waved at one of the officers who smiled

"He's obsessed with you, dangerous man" one shook his head

"He isn't obsessed" I clenched my fist "You don't know him like" I paused, like what? Truthfully I didn't know him anymore, shoving past them I followed Aditya into the house, watching as he began to clean. I picked a frame from the floor, placing it on the desk

"Don't worry about helping, im used to cleaning it up by now" he laughed then stood up to face me "So what's up Zoya"

"What, no habibti today"

His eyes lit up "Do you want me to call you habibti" his head bent to the side slightly, his eyes running over my face

"You call me what you like, don't you get tired of doing all this all the time"

He shrugged "They'll get tired of searching my house eventually"

I passed him the file "I um made a list of a few things, i'm still trained as a lawyer and well, I want to help you out of this, to set you free"

"Thank you" he took the file, then threw it in the bin "But no thank you, they wont leave me alone, unless I leave and i'm not leaving"

"But why, I can handle the case, I know I can" I stamped my feet slightly, he was insufferable at the best of times

"Because that means leaving you and if I have to go through this everyday just to see you, then I will, unless you want me to leave, do you" he sat back against the table, his hands still firmly in his pockets

In all honesty the only thing I wanted was to mourn in peace for what we both had lost, the ache in my heart I knew had to have been worse for him, yet this cold, distant reaction to me pained me more than I would ever admit, though it was all admittedly my fault.