His Fragile Rose. [Completed]

Words Weaved in Pain.

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Note : The parts written in italics are the contents of Mehak's dairy. And the asterisks marks the end of a page.

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-Aastha

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Aksh Singhania's P.O.V

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✓  Love ✓

"The charade of pain was diminishing my hopes of love,
Fakin' my emotions to put a perfect flawless smile,
Makin' the feel of love, a foreign element.
Wishin' and wishin' ag'in for it to sparkle the glitters over me,
And after ages of anguish, finally~
The rain of love fell over my heart in the name of Aksh."

Wobbling lips softly read the words weaved in pain engraved on the second page of my rose's dairy, making all my emotions to rush into my heart, making it beat faster. Just the title of the entry had my eyes clenching shut. Love. The mighty love, which had broken my fragile rose, and the person whom she acknowledged as the rain of love, sucked her life out, turning her into an abyss of dry desert.

My heart couldn't bring myself to mull over the agony which her words brought. She considered me as the name of love for her, she considered me as her rain to quench the thirst of ache, and what did I do...

"Aksh, my husband,the definition of love for me,
I hadn't seen love, if not in him,
Who made the emotion love known to my pained heart,
The heart which never knew anything else than affliction,
The same heart experienced the softness of love.
Pain, however couldn't free me from its confines.
The tied knot, had my hopes breathing,
Cherishing the way red hue captured my cheeks,
And the words of love bloomed my heart.
Not knowing, the pain would soon approach,
and only suffice with my bleeding heart.
The rain of love, turned into fire of agony,
Burning the blooming heart in flames.
The foreign feeling feels so familiar how,
Love, had turned into pain now.
Merging love with my only acquaintance-
The Pain.

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Biting on my already swollen, parched lips, I read further, pushing my head back into the wall of my- our room. My legs spread straight in front of me, as I sat on the floor, desperately leaning on the wall for support. Tears rushed down, as i breathed painfully long breaths, trying to surge down my emotions. The love turned pain for her, the same husband turned destruction for her.

The words were hitting my cords directly, as I shuffled my rising screams, not wanting to break down just yet. Why did my rose has to suffer for something she never did? Why does she has to pay the price of loving me?!