Perfect Strangers ✔

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Author's note: This chapter contains mature content and instances not matching with reality.

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...cried closing her mouth tightly.

Diya POV:
Warm tears were flowing down my cheeks with so much pain. I bited my teeth, hitting back by head regretting everything. Everything. My feelings, love, expectations..

I regretted thinking his care, affection, words, touch wasn't out love. He literally didn't have anything on me. I am nothing for him but he was my world. My world was crashing down totally.
The beautiful moments with him is now aching my heart badly.

The wrenching pain is taking my breath. I couldn't breathe out. I didn't want to endure the pricking
torture. Why? Why did you create these expectations? Why did you love him? Why you made him your life? Questions were tormenting my mind.

I could feel my heart beat in my head, thumping hard. I tried to calm down but it wasn't easy. It will not be easy! My innocent feelings can't accept this. No.... it don't know such a heartbreak would happen. Its dreams will completely collapse. It needs to take him pull him out.

How could throw away my heart and live? I could understand that he was filled in my heart every inch. Its paining as I think how could I just rib him off from it. My mind tries to remind his words. I screamed "NO" inside my mind, closing my ears forcely grabbing my hair.

I bitted my lips hard to control my heart to pour out. Moans escaped from my lips as I was sniffing to take breath. I jerked as I heard some noise outside. I stood up trembling and tried to stand straight with help of the wall. I gasped and walked to the mirror nearby.

Eyes were swelled up and looked lifeless. The black kajal was printed on my cheeks still in watery state. My hair pulled out here and there. I completely looked fed up. I didn't know is this a imagination or what.... is everything a lie? A lie?

The moments with him passed by....
His same eyes, lips, smile, words, gestures which made me fly is now drowning me. Why Ratan? Is this where you have me? Like a stranger.... tell me! I cried.

I closed my eyes. His calm breath was filling on my face. His hands gently gripped my shoulders and pulled me near him. His head hit mine. Our noses nuzzled causing my breath race. My hands want to embrace him but falls on the wall.
Tears gushed again.

"Thaangi pidikka
Un thoalgal illaiyae
Thananthani kaattil
Enthan kaadhal vaada"

I heard door knocks. I turned around looking the door. I sighed as it was locked. I throwed water on my face swiftly. Taking my shawl, I wiped my face harshly. The pain made me do that. It wanted me to scream, shout, throw out, act ferocious but couldn't. I brushed my hair with fingers quickly and walked to the door.

A person glared at me and walked inside hitting me. I just starred at her as the door closed. I walked slowly out the restroom.

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Distressed Diya walked with the confusion not knowing what to do next. She could see the family dancing and enjoying the event. She smiled seeing their happy faces.

Ratan suddenly emerged between them and danced. Diya stepped backwards as her smile frowned.
The flashes of his words run around her mind when she saw him. Little she felt her head to spin, she held the decoration near and stood.