Chapter 12

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Kunal followed Kuhu to the storeroom. She was putting some flowers in the basket when Kunal tugged her arm and pinned her against the cupboard.

"Let go of me, Kunal!" Kuhu yelled.

He tugged her more tight.

"What the hell do you think of yourself?" He said in anger. "How can you just blame me like that? You yourself said you had remember everything that night, then how the hell can you call me a... A Rapist?"

"Kunal, you are hurting me!" Kuhu said in pain.

Just then Kunal realised that his hold was damn strong and her arm was almost red. He let go of her and put his hand on his forehead. Kuhu had tears in her eyes which were yet to be come.

"Listen, Kuhu. I don't know what's wrong with you, but would just say, don't do this to me. I can't take it, you know how much I love you..."

He cupped her face.

"Love, if you had loved me, you mustn't had USED me!" She said in a calm, plain tone.

He pulled his hands back in shock.

"And I hate you for that. You will never understand me, because no one has ever broke your heart, perhaps you do not have a heart!"

"That's because you stole it!" He said in teary eyes.

"Your sweet talks will no more affect me, Kunal. I am a human, not a puppet!" She yelled.

"I am also a human, not a solid rock!" He shouted back. "If you remember, you, yourself clarified, it wasn't a mistake. You meant it!"

"Kuna.."

"Enough Kuhu. Now you listen to me. Everyone knows, I never looked upon any girl except than you. I never had affair with anyone else. I have only loved you. I have no idea why are you pretending to hate me, but you know what? Hurt me how much you want, but remember, I will hurt you more, loving you more!"

She turned her back to him.

"And one more thing Miss Maheswari, I haven't used you. I love you. And will always love you." He said wiping his tears.

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Mishti entered Abir's room and gazed around. The room was empty. Suddenly she heard some sounds from washroom. She smiled to herself and picked a book from the closet. She sat by the window holding the book close to her chest. She was waiting for him to come out. She gazed at the sky and thought about all the changes that had happened in her life over the last three months. She got her love back, her life back. Her Abir back. Abir was the reason of her existence and Kuhu of her survival. Kuhu was there for her every time, now its her turn. She will ask Kuhu to marry Kunal, the same day of her marriage. Lost in his thoughts she dozed off.

Abir came out of the washroom after a shower with just a towel around his waist. His hair and shoulder were still wet. He came out looking for his clothes when he noticed that Mishti was fast asleep against the window. The book in her hand was slipping and so was she. He quickly leapt to catch hold of her. He held the book that fell from her hand and flung it over the table. She opened her eyes to see Abir holding her to keep her from falling. She held him for support and realised that he was wearing nothing but a towel. The realisation sent sudden shivers through her. Despite her regaining her composure they continued holding each other. He moved closer to her till their faces were a few inches apart. He gently tucked her hair behind her ear. He then took her in his arms and placed her on the bed. He pulled the blanket over her and kissed her on her forehead.

"Abir..." She began.

"Let me wear my clothes.." He smiled.

Mishti smiled back admired him while he took out his night wear.

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