A Scandalous Affair |COMPLETE| AnuPre Fiction

13. The Casket Girls: Part 2

A/N: Hello FAM!! Time for a quick update (before time!), SO I have back to back calls in the second half today, so I was skeptical if I'd be able to update at all today. 

But unlike most days, my li'l one decided to be a darling today and didn't fuss over lunch and had it fast, so mommy got some 15-20mins free for updating this! 

This is the second installment of the on-going chapter CASKET GIRLS, but there is no AnuPre here, it is Mishka and Nivi's story. I felt they needed a chapter too, I didn't want to sideline their story :)

On that note, HAPPY READING! Catch you at the end of this chapter!

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Nivi:

I was looking at Anupam, as he sat on the couch next to the bed, doing something on his tab. My life was nothing short of a tornado ever since he set foot in our household, two days back. He finally turned up in the morning when I had revealed about Pri's scandalous affair with Anu and therefore Anurag's wedding got called off, the whole day went in confrontations, accusations and in a blur; I was just settling down, and had thought it was best to deal with our relationship the next day, when the news of Pri's mother's demise came to us early in the morning; again another day went in a blur. That day was perfect, it seemed like the storm outside had died down, it was time to address the storm within.

"Anupam, we need to talk" I told him quietly, as I walked up to him and sat beside him on the couch. He looked at me unperturbed as he raised his eyebrows in question, and kept aside his tab to focus on me. I gulped unnecessarily; for the life of me, I didn't know how to begin. I found myself missing Pri, I wish I could have discussed this with her, words were here thing, not mine.

"Nivi, you know you can talk to me, right?" he spoke gently, encouraging me.

"Can I Anupam? Off late I feel..I don't know. I feel like..." I couldn't continue, the treacherous tears were out already and I was choking on my own words.

"What do you feel Nivi?" he asked, holding my hand gently.

"That I am not a part of your life anymore Anupam. We barely talk, and when we do, you hardly ask me anything, you answer in monosyllables, half the time I have no idea about your whereabouts, and you ignore me like the plague." I blabbered without any coherent train of thought. I was here to tell him I understood why he doesn't want to be with me, and I was supposed to set him free, but here I was complaining to him and begging him for some time. I hated myself at that moment, for my disorganized thoughts and treacherous tears and mouth.

Anupam was quiet for some time, as he looked deeply into my eyes, he was deep in his thoughts, I could tell. After a while, he spoke to me, "Why do you think it has come to this Nivi?" he was calm and nurturing in his voice. I shook my head, as guilt consumed me. I didn't know if the reason was fair or not, but it was legitimate.

"Because of the baby thing, Anupam; I have tried so hard, I still am on medication. The doctors are saying, my window of fertility is near close too, but I haven't given up hope, not yet" I replied desperately trying to sound positive by smiling. I looked at him and he looked at me with pitiful eyes; it stung. It wasn't my fault that I couldn't conceive, it wasn't fair that I am put to trial for it, but here I was trying to save our marriage and there he was looking at me pitifully. I looked away in disappointment.

"Stop trying, Nivi." he mumbled, gripping my hand tighter; by now I had retracted already, I was right in thinking of setting him free, I mentally chided myself for even trying one more time, I just had to let him go; it wouldn't change much, considering even without the divorce it wasn't like we were together.