A Little bit of Love

Chapter-8

I strode back into the drawing room, fuming with suppressed rage. I just didn't know how to deal with her—! How the hell am I supposed to keep my cool with her when she purposefully does everything just to piss me off—!

As far as I have come to know Hoor, I can bet that she won't sit this one down. Best prepare myself to deal with the embarrassment of her father's rebuke when she refuses to go back with me tonight—-

While, sitting down besides her Dad; I answered his questions regarding the updated details of her kidnapping which had just come in. Without realising it, time to leave had come and returning to the lounge besides Uncle, I anticipated the worst of her, yet.

However, she was sitting with her Mom ready to leave. Only for the smallest part of a second did her gaze meet mine and even more coldly did she avert it. Inspite of her attempts to keep up the happy act, I knew she had been crying by the slight redness of her eyes that makeup had failed to conceal.

A pang of guilt stabbed me and even after my constant efforts to dismiss it, I couldn't shake it off. Somehow, watching her say goodbye to her parents so joyfully made me realise something very important—

She loved her parents—so much, that just to ease their worries and put a smile on their faces, she was willing to sacrifice her own happiness. And it won't be wrong to think that the only reason she had decided to marry someone she so strongly hated, was to not let their head bow down with shame that people's gossiping might cause.

Sneaking a glance at the quiet and angry figure besides me in the passenger seat; I couldn't help but feel somewhat ashamed of myself. I felt myself bowing with respect for her sincerity and sense of duty towards her parents. Unlike me, she was really doing justice to her obligations.

Clearing my throat, I tried to get her attention; only to see her flinch but not turn away from the window where her gaze was fixated since she came to sit in the car with me.

God! This is so hard—! I have never apologised to anyone—! I sure as hell didn't think, she out of all the people in this world was going to be the first one—Damn, Hadeed—! Curse you and your big mouth—! Who told you to talk so big in the room back then?!

"Ahem—That—" I stammered while watching her from the corner of my eyes while focusing my attention on the road infront of me. However, she didn't even so much as turn to me.

"Um—I—I think—I might've been a little tiny bit—harsh—even though you really did do something wrong—but—" I stuttered nervously, something which was also happening for the first time in my life.

'Good job Hadeed! Why don't you just go ahead and say_'Hoor, you were an idiot and I am willing to forgive you for your mistakes because I am a man full of kindness.' What a load of crap—!'

"Ahem—! What I am trying to say is—I think, I should—-" Before I could go on, she sharply turned to face me. Her voice dripping with loath.

"Why don't you save your pathetic apology for someone who might give a tiny. little. bit of crap for it—!" She seethed through clenched teeth with a voice laced with venom. I gaped her aghast and at a loss of words but before I could retort, she had averted her gaze back to the window, leaving me fuming by myself. I chose to release my anger by tightening my grip on the steering wheel.

I take it back.

'The only feeling this impossibly rude and spiteful woman can inspire in me is of boundless resentment—!!'

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"Hadeed are you freaking nuts?! Why would you even say that—?!" Ignoring the wailing of Salman sitting beside me, I kept my gaze fixated on the pool in front of me.