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"Im sorry Aditya I really loved you, please forgive me for this,I hope u move on.."

A part of me was dying as I did this to him but an even larger part was already dead inside of me. A kind of numbness had crept all over me and as a result of that, I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing, the shock had been so great, that it had rendered me incapable of behaving the way a normal person would under the circumstances.

I leant my head against the car window, pressing my forehead against the cool glass to provide a reprieve to my burning forehead. I was ill, a temperature of about 102 degrees and it was a miracle that I had still managed to maintain some level of consciousness. I couldn't tell him, I couldn't even look at him without wanting to wrench my own heart out. What had happened? How had this day gone from being so perfect to becoming the biggest nightmare of my life isse acha toh mera flight land hi naa karta main london mey hi theek thi?

I Keerti Goenka was married to Naksh Singhania, the guy who was supposed to marry my sister a few hours ago. The thought made me want to hurl and the one thing I wanted more than anything else was for someone to wake me up and end this nightmare.
The car came to halt outside a huge mansion, the Singhania Mansion to be exact. I had been here a couple of times with my family but never had the place looked so daunting. It was engulfed in darkness and as I peered out of the car window, I realized that this was the welcome that was specifically intended for me. Had the day gone as planned and Tara had arrived instead of me, there would have been lights galore, celebration and an air of festivity. I on the other hand brought with me gloom and perpetual doom.
The gates opened to let the car in and I could feel the stare of the watchman following my face as the car slowly made its way inside.
No sooner had we stopped that Naksh sprang from his seat, getting out and slamming the car door behind him.

A migraine made its way to my head that coupled with my burning fever didn't really help my condition. I tried to move but my body felt too weak to even be able to move a single muscle. The driver had noticed me nd opened my door with a concerned expression on his face.

"Are you alright Miss?"

I shook my head, a sharp pain shooting through it as I did so. I laid my head back on the seat. Everything was starting to spin around me, my eyes beginning to water. I distinctly heard the driver call for someone before it all faded to black.

"Will she be fine?" he asked and even in the state of near unconsciousness that I was in, I scoffed. He'd left me in the car and now was putting on act..

"Well I've written down the required medicines and a nurse will arrive shortly to stay with her as you requested. I'm sure that when she wakes up, the temperature will be considerably lower. There's no need to worry Mr. Singhania."

Couldn't he just let me be? I'd prefer to be in this state forever than to wake up and have to face reality. A reality in which I was his wife, a reality in which my sister had left me to be fed to the sharks, a reality in which my parents literally sacrificed. Worst of all, a reality in which there was no Aditya,I burnt my love into ashes..

A pain shot through my chest at the mention of his name. Would he ever find out about what happened to me? What would he think? Would he hate me? I loved him so much, could he be able to see that? The questions made my head hurt .

Naksh hovered above me, protectively and I shivered inwardly at the size of him. He stood beside me as I lay on the bed, his features masked by the lack of light in the room. I couldn't see the expression on his face, was he angry, annoyed, worried?

"What's wrong ?" He asked softly and knelt beside the bed.

"My head..." I managed to choke out..

"Here, take this pills on time. The doctor said it'd make the pain go away."

Naksh made me sit upright and noticed how disabled the pain had made me. He made me open my mouth and placed some pills inside it and then placed a glass of water near my mouth, forcing me to drink like a kiddo I looked at him offcourse he would have considered me as a kid only all this while. The simple act of kindness was all it took for my inner guilt to come back and haunt me.

Voluntarily or not, I had taken a place in Naksh's life that was never meant for me. I had invaded his world without permission and he had to bear the brunt of that. My sister, my own flesh and blood had ruined his life because of her selfishness. He did not deserve this I felt.

After laying me down carefully on the bed he walked out of the room, switching off the bedside lamp as he left. The last thought that crossed my mind before the sleeping pills began to take effect was how unusual it was for someone to be so fond of the dark. Not a single light illuminated his way as he walked out, so easily into the darkness. Is that how he perceived his life to be now? Full of darkness, was there no room for light in his life anymore?

Few days passed I was alone no-one to talk to or make me understand of my responsibilities,It felt like no one needed me no one visited me or him.But then I got to know from the servants he has always been this since his mom passed away,he started living alone in this Mansion built by him for his mom,I got to know only him and his mom lived here hefore her demise.He just had professional tie-ups wid his dad as he was the Managing Director of their Group of Companies but always kept himself detached from his dad..

One Morning I woke up with a start, my breathing considerably heavy and my eyes puffy. Had I cried myself to sleep again? Apparently I had. Mostly I tried not to sleep at all the less I slept the fewer nightmares I had . It would be the same thing time and time again.I'd wake up screaming for release.

I wondered if Naksh heard me screaming, if it had any effect on him. Since the day the doctor had come to see me he and I did not meet. I was glad for once that in the huge house, two people could live together without having to see each other. He lived on the first floor and my room was on the upper one. It was convenient for both of us since Naksh could come and go as he pleases and I could enjoy the solitude. The only people I ever met were members of the staff, women who'd come to clean the room and the butler who'd come to serve me food. I hated being waited upon but something in me never allowed for me to leave the confines of my room. The house wasn't mine, I felt I didn't belong here, Stuck in a country were I had no one even miles away..

I pulled on a jacket around myself, seeing as how I was shivering in my silk night gown. My things had been sent from the house and I'd had quite the breakdown the day they arrived. My clothes, shoes, books, old photographs, all of it came to me perfectly packed in boxes. I laughed bitterly to myself as I remembered the fact that they hadn't sent a single thing which could possibly relate to Aditya. The gifts he'd given me, a framed photograph, the occasional teddy bear, some jewellery, none of it was there. My mother must've thought that it was for the better, to not have any reminders of the past in my new life. If only she knew that my new life was like this, maybe then she'd have taken pity on me and sent me the things which reminded me of the one good memory that I could associate with my old life.

I walked up to the balcony that was attached to my room and took in the fresh morning air. It was early in the morning and the time by which I was usually awake. Mist drowned everything in it and made my surroundings look cold and dreary, almost lifeless. Every day I woke up to hope that something would change about the place, that something miraculous would happen and I'd finally learn to accept the place as my new home but it didn't.

The sound of tyres screeching made me jolt and I looked down to see Naksh's car racing inside the gates. Wait, had he been out all night? I gazed at the vehicle, waiting for him to emerge so imagine my surprise when the first person to come out of the car was wearing high heels...

"was it Tara my sister is back?"I questioned myself..

To be continued°°°°°

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