The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Twenty Eight

Khushi sat down at a bench and looked out to the river. Khushi was in Battery Park, a place she would go to whenever she needed to think. Before, she would wonder why she would come to this place in particular. She would wonder why she loved this area so much. But after hearing what Anjali had told her, Khushi wondered if what Anjali was actually true.

"I just knew at that point that you were a gift sent from my mother from up above."

Khushi shut her eyes and then looked up at the sky. It was cold and cloudy, the sky dark. She saw the clouds moving and then she looked at the river. Khushi stood up and went towards the railing and leaned against it. As she saw the ferry and boats sailing about, Khushi went into thought.

Arnav truly did love his mother, didn't he? He sounded like a sweet little boy who could only think of his mother. Khushi smiled. A Mama's Boy. Khushi's smile faded. But after what happened to his mother.... Could that be it? Could that be the reason? Is Arnav scared to love? Is he scared that the one he loves so much will leave him? But he loves his sister enough that he would sacrifice the world for her! ...but he also is distant from her. He barely even mentions her! So could it really be that he is scared to love someone?

It must be. It must be that he's scared to love. He loved his mother so much, that when she passed away, he blamed himself. He loves his sister so much, that he keeps her away from him, living alone in his tower!

And then a thought struck her head.

Could it be that... that Arnav loves me? Could he really? Is that why he acts so harsh with me?

Khushi thought of all of the events that had happened between them.

Yes... yes, Arnav must love me. That's why he's been acting this way. He really truly must love me. At first, he might not have realized, but then... but when he did realize... he was scared. He was scared to lose one of his loved ones!

Khushi's heart fluttered.

Arnav loves me. He really does love me.

Khushi felt her heart thump.

Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!
Dhak-dhak! Dhak-dhak!

He loves me. Arnav loves me.

Khushi shut her eyes.

And I love you too, Arnav.

Khushi looked up to the sky and smiled. Realizing that Arnav loved her meant the world to Khushi. Although he had a very strange, peculiar way, Khushi was happy. Many girls would have ran away from his actions, but Khushi was strong and she hadn't. And now, knowing why Arnav behaved the way he did, Khushi felt proud; she felt strong and was grateful that she never broke and had never left.

Khushi was so happy, she began to twirl around. There was a guy playing on his guitar and Khushi began to dance to it. Some people stopped and watched Khushi and when the music was over, Khushi did as well and realized what she had done. She blushed and curtsied slightly as everyone clapped. Khushi beamed brightly, when she noticed the time.

Oh no, I'm late! I better get going, and she dashed out of the park and headed home.

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"Where the hell is Khushi," Arnav roared.

All of his workers flinched while looking down at the floor.

Arnav and the others were all in the gallery, all the workers lined up.

"Will someone answer the fucking question," he boomed.