Arshi Ki Duniya!! ✔

- #BNPK 2

Dedicated to SaniaRameez1

Enjoy...

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Arnav made his way to the main door of Gupta house. His steps slow and waiting. Waiting for someone to stop him.

He reached the door and opened it. Still no one came to stop him. His heart was beating fast. Another step and he was out of the house. He stopped and looked behind.

His eyes fell on the empty room. He turned back, a sad smile lingering on his lips. With a heavy heart and eyes filled with tears, he reached his car.

Arnav closed his eyes, a tear trickling down his eye. He sensed something and opened his eyes abruptly. Khushi was standing in her window.

He gazed at her, trying to know her decision. Khushi just stared back at him.

Arnav's hand slided towards the keys. He twisted it in the ignition, bringing the car to life. The last scene he witnessed before moving out of Lakshmi Nagar was Khushi turning away from the window.

He had gotten his answer.

At that moment, Arnav felt like his life, his love, his passion; everything was meaningless.

He reached Shantivan and went directly to his room. Placing the suitcase on his bed, he placed his clothes inside. His every move was without any emotions.

After packing his clothes, he pulled out another bag and started stuffing it with his files, books and remaining stuff.

In no time, the whole room was emptied. He zipped the bag and looked around. His eyes fell on the recliner. A memory flashed in his eyes.

He smiled remembering the night where they both were fighting to sleep on the recliner as water spilled on the bed.

His eyes shifted to the poolside where he had consoled Khushi after the kidnapping fiasco.

Gulping, he turned to grab the bags when his eyes fell on the bed. A tear escaped his eye when he remembered the first night they have slept together after Khushi lost the bet.

And now I have lost you. He whispered to the room, where her memories were alive.

Wiping his tear, he grabbed his bag and hauled it on his shoulder. Then he placed the laptop bag on his other shoulder and wheeled the suitcase out of the room.

Chotte. Anjali called him as he entered the living room. Where are you going? She was confused while Nani lowered down her head.

I am leaving this house. He answered as he stood there.

But, aese kese? Anjali limped towards him. Nani tell him na, he can't go like this. Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

And Khushiji? She again turned towards him as Nani didn't reply.

What about your marriage, Chotte? She shook his shoulder, making the bag fall down.

The wedding is not happening anymore. He looked in her eyes. Nani gasped at this revelation.

And please, I don't want any more questions. I am going from here. He again picked up his bag. Anjali cried holding his hand. Don't leave me, chotte. Don't go please. She sobbed.

Bss Di. Ab aur nahi. He shouted. I am tired of all your drama. He stepped back from his sister. (enough Di. Not anymore)

If you really cared for me, then you would have trusted me more than your husband. He was broken, and that was visible in his eyes.