Shreya 's pov
I winced and cried holding priya. And then the people standing around us broke the silence. Oh my god what has happened to her face! They said terrified. Who will marry her now they said . Aryan got up and yelled.
How dare you . Just get out ! He said to them.
I detached myself from priya and went to the stairs.
Where are you going Aryan asked .
Rooftop. I replied
Should I know why ?,
I want to be left alone. I said and came to the rooftop before he could say anything else.
I was lost so lost that I didn't noticed that I almost came to the edge of the rooftop. One more step and I will fall. I closed my eyes and felt the cold breeze touching my cheeks. I remembered whenever I stood in the roof staring down I would never fail to smile and wave and people passing by . My face would glow in the sunlight with a pinch of happiness and a sparkle of beauty. But now I am standing here with a dull and destroyed face in the sunlight with a pinch of pain and a sparkle of hopelessness .
I suddenly started missing dad . I need him the most.
The joyful memories flashed in front of my eyes.
Dad holded a bowl with a few spoons of food. He called my name, I giggled while hiding under the table and then he suddenly grabbed me from the back .
Dad: there you are! Naughty girl. Come eat up just few spoons left.
Me: no it's tastes aeyul ( aweful)
Dad: if you eat it you will get a piggy ride later.
I smiled at him and ate the good. The memory shifted to the hospital. Dad looked tensed. The doctor came and congratulated us. Priya was born. He looked delighted. Soon the memoryshifted again. This time we were looking gloomy. The doctor came out and apologised to us. Dad had a heart attack . He is no more. I went to him and put my tiny hand around his lifeless body. It hurted. So much that I opened my eyes staring at the road. I saw few people standing there and begging me to not jump. My mom was there too. A voice startled me from behind. It was Aryan.
Aryan: hey don't do it. Please.
He begged .
Come down. Please don't leave me you are the only one who understands me. Please shreya don't do it. He said .
Then he grabbed my hand and I looked at him
Let go of my hand I cried.
He pulled me towards him and I holded his arm with my both hands and climed down. He huged me tightly.
Aryan: don't ever think of leaving me . Okay?
He longed for an answer but I just buried myself in his embrace quitly.
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