unconditional

part 8

After a while sanyu hobbled downstairs and spotted randhir making his bed in the guest room.

Sanyu's eyes were burning with guilt.
she wanted to walk upto him and to clutch his hand.

she walked away from there , and soon their room welcomed her footsteps, unlike other nights.

she knew he wont come and peck her forehead before dozing off, that feeling was miserable but the fact yes she is in love with parth and his also very much a part in her life.

Then why is she feeling miserable, why is bothered about randhir's broken stature and heart...coz she knew that to win some U need to lose some.

She was drowned in her thoughts when randhir walked inside the room and she jolted her eyelids up in a sudden rush of hope and joy.

Randhir avoided looking at her and pulled out the first aid box from the cupboard and settled himself near her ." dressing!" he chipped.

" randhir please listen to me;" sanyu placed her hand on his.

" sanyukta its okay...! I was hurt cause I wasn't aware of this ! " randhir quipped while nursing her wound.

" i m sorry!!" she sobbed.

Randhir was dressing her cut with all possible attention.

Sanyu tried to comprehend the feelings behind that stony demeanour.

" i won't meet parth and will forget him u are my husband. U have every rights on me!!" she tried to cup his face.

" one can acquire a body but not a soul by force. Get back to him. My surname behind ur name doesn't certify U as my wife." randhir returned her hand back to sanyu.

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