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Chapter 19 : Story Of a Broken Angel
"One day you are going to remember me and how much I loved you..Then you are gonna hate yourself for letting me go. "
~ Aubrey Drake Graham....
Present Day....
Shantivan....
Without any delay, Khushi tried to get up but the hold of those masculine hands got tighter. The more Khushi try to get rid off, the more she is being trapped in those pair of arms. Finally getting irritated Khushi was about to shout but her words got stuck in her throat hearing.... " Khush...." The raw pain, restlessness and desperation in that voice stops Khushi in her track and slowly she make eye contact with those brown pair of orb...Once again.....
The intensity of pain and longing of those brown eyes shook Khushi for a second but few venomous words of that day suddenly rushed back to her like a thunderbolt. " you have no character...you trap rich boys...you are an illegitimate child....you disgust me....you don't deserved to be loved..." Those words...those venomous words... six years had passed but the intensity of those words is still the same. It's still stab her heart whenever she remember those words...
Blinking back her tears, Khushi took a deep breath.. Gathering all her courage and physical strength, she finally jerks Arnav hands and straightened herself. Standing she took few steps back and look at Arnav From the corner of her eyes, who was still lying on the floor opening his arms, as if ....as if ARNAV is in a trance... without bothering much Khushi was about to turn on her heel when she again heard his voice, " Khushi......Khush..."
Closing her eyes shut Khushi gulp down the lump.. Once there was a time when, her name uttered by Arnav always gave her Goosebumps, but now its means nothing, absolutely nothing...
Without even responding anything, Khushi took few steps ahead but again she was stopped in her track. This time not by some words but Khushi felt a tug in her dupatta. Without moving back Khushi knew who the intruder is, so, Khushi just tried to free her dupatta but it was as if held in an iron grip. After some failed attempts an irritated Khushi finally turned towards Arnav and raised her voice, "WHAT ??? WHAT ARE YOU DOING ASR ??"
"ASR"......ASR...... ASR... ASR...
Khushi called him ASR???
This one word as if broke Arnav's trance and he finally found his voice again. "Khushi... I...." but he was rudely cut off by Khushi, " Listen ASR, I don't like when stranger call me by my name... It's Miss Basu for you..."
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