Chapter-14

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Pari's POV:

To say I am shocked was an understatement . Once the lights are on, I am shell shocked to see the pictures of me in almost every wall with them.
When did this happen? I don't even know them. Wait a minute!
The boys called me mom just some moments ago. It's their mom in the photos not me. But where's she? How can she leave these two cute boys with this cold hearted man?
" I am not your mom, boys!" I said while I bent down to their level as lowly and politely not wanting to hurt them.
" You're our mom. Please don't leave us again" one kid cried now hugging me tightly. His cries made me wrench in pain. I couldn't stop the overwhelming emotions surge in my heart at that moment.
" Mom, why are you crying?" The other boy asked.
" I am not crying. Just dust . And I am not your mom. I may look like her, but I am not her.,," I explained patiently while wiping my tears. I  can't help but feel for the boys. They looks like 7 years old.
" No, you're our mom. " Both said in unison testing my patience level.
" Boys, she's not your mom." Rani intervenes just in time.
" Why are you all lying? She's our mom. Mom, come" one of the boys started pulling my hand now.
I yanked my hand away and pushed him away from me. I didn't intend him to fall though. Little devils. What the hell he thinks of himself?
" Listen, I am not your mom. Stay away from me." I said angrily.
" You can't be our mom. You're bad . How can you push my brother? My mom never harm anyone. You're not even helping him. " The other boy said while hugging him.
" Virat don't cry. She's not our mom. Our mom is in heaven as dad told us. Come, let's sleep." He took the boy with him and left.
They lost their mother . I hurt them too. My heart broke completely. Rani gave me a look I couldn't fathom.
" Khushi, why do you left me? Us? Virat? Vishal? Arohi? Why? You even left Priya? How can you be so cruel? Are you happy seeing us cry everyday? I wish I die . I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I can't console them. How can i when I barely console myself? " Vikram suddenly appeared and started shouting at his family picture. Rani made him lay down on the bed and removed his shoes and socks. He's drunk.
I looked at the pictures again. They all looked happy. His words made me feel bad again. Even I don't remember anything about my parents or past life. My pain is nothing to what they're going through.
I hate to cry. Their words are affecting me more than anything.  I don't like it a bit. Maybe if I leave the house, everything will be ok. I will speak with di and leave soon from here.
I walked out of that room . I need to apologise to the kids first. It was not intentional.

Puneet's POV:

All I could think about was her which is why it was infuriating that she kept running away from me. I knew that we could be something beautiful, if she'd just let us.

I got out of my room with an intention of getting Niyati talk to me. We shared her room all these days as Pari was around and we don't want to be suspicious.

I didn't know what the hell it was about Niyati but she was special to me, she had been ever since I first saw her.
When she was sad, angry or worried I was ready and willing to move mountains to make her happy again because I loved to see her smile and hear her laugh. And when she was happy she lit up the whole goddamn world.
She was going through the tough time when we got married. I don't know what happened between her and Vikram. Her family hates her and she was married to me against her wish.
I don't like her attitude but she's not what she thinks to be. She's hurt and wants revenge for reasons best known to her.

Like Pari said, me nd Niyati needs to talk. Heart to heart. Only then I will come to a good decision.
While I was thinking about it, she stepped out of her room in a beautiful red saree . I am speechless and spell bound. I was gawking at my wife like an idiot.
" If you're done starring, shall we leave?" She snapped her fingers in front of me.
Back to reality. We drove the expensive restaurant Pari booked for us. When we went inside, there is only one table in the entire floor. The whole floor is decorated with red flowers and lights adding the glam of the place. The waiter left after placing the food.
" Happy anniversary !" She said happily shocking me to the core.
" I am missing Pari. I wish she's here with us." She added while placing food in my plate.
" Me too. Like Pari said I think we need to talk."
" Yes. It's high time, we talk. Can it wait until tonight? " Niyati's voice sounded like she's pleading .
I nodded not wanting to spoil the occasion. It's our 10th anniversary. We had our dinner in silence with occasional talks about other business. It's like she is trying to tell something but stops at the last moment.
" Shall we dance ?" She asked me shocking for the second time . I nodded and took her hand. We started to sway with the music playing in the background. Pari planned everything perfectly.

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