"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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Yuvaan's POV
Thanks to me not paying attention in the morning, I had to stay back in the office to complete the tasks. Heena refused to help and kept sulking in her cabin; she was on the verge of losing her shit when I kept disturbing her for the files I needed.
As she said earlier, she sent me her resignation by email, and I deleted it without reading. I already had a thousand of those in my trash bin, so adding one more wasn't to going to make any difference.
I slogged after all the employees left and ate dinner in the cafeteria. If I wasn't daydreaming about my wife, I would have completed my work hours ago. But thanks to Reyna, I couldn't even do that; it was entirely her fault.
After signing the last batch of files for today, I checked the time: 2:36 am. I stretched my arms and relaxed in my chair. I pondered over whether I should go home or just stay in the office. Both of the options seemed useless as I wasn't going to sleep anyways.
I got up and grabbed my wallet and phone. I bid goodbye to the staff who had stayed back for me and exited the building. Twenty minutes later, I reached a small children's park in an under development area; it was one of my favourite spots to hang out alone.
Unfortunately, there were no kids around, so I sat on a vacant bench and imagined them playing on the swings and other structures; it was one of the methods told to me by my psychiatrist. Since I loved kids, he suggested me to frequently visit parks, schools and kids hospital to maintain my sanity.
According to him, their innocence could help me to come over my darkness and remind me that I wasn't a monster since the day I was born. It was a free therapy and smiling once in a while wouldn't harm me. I grinned remembering how I frustrated him and refused every kind of treatment; I knew I wasn't going to get repaired.
It was thanks to my best friend Shaurya and Mom that I could at least sit for those sessions. If it wasn't for them, it would have been my sixth death anniversary this year. And if Tamannah hadn't come in my life, it could have been ninth anniversary.
Tamannah Advani... What did I do to deserve a girl like her?
A girl who looked like an angel, spoke like one and treated everyone with kindness. I met her and Shaurya while working in their college's cafeteria in Ireland; Mom had shifted me there after getting me back from the rehabilitation centre. I didn't want to study and wanted to stand on my own feet as soon as possible, so I did any work I found.
When I first saw Tammy, I couldn't take my eyes off her. She had tan complexion with large doe eyes which glimmered every time she smiled. Her light brown hair set in a bob-cut, bounced whenever she laughed at one of her own jokes and no matter what she wore, she always looked beautiful.
But I knew she was out of my league. I worked in the cafeteria, but I was aware of all the gossip that went inside the college. She was the daughter of one of the trustees; her father being one of the richest men in the country while her mother was the heir of the third largest diamond mining company.
