22 parts Ongoing MatureStanding in the dimly lit room, facing Ankita, I took a deep breath.
"Uhmm, honestly, I don't know how to confess to you, Ankita," I said, my heart pounding in my chest.
The room was sparsely decorated with yellow balloons, her favorite color. It all happened so fast that I couldn't make it perfect. I hoped she would appreciate the effort.
"What is it, Aryan?" she asked, her eyes wandering around the room.
I gathered my courage and looked straight into her eyes. "I love you, Ankita," I confessed sincerely.
Her body stiffened at my words, and she looked at me with numb eyes.
I gave a small smile and continued, "I myself don't know how and when it happened, but I started falling for you, Ankita. I realize that I can't live with-"
Before I could finish, she slap me hard, shocking me. I looked back at her, holding my burning cheek.
She was looking at me with teary eyes."Ankita," I murmured in shock.
"How could you, Aryan? I didn't expect you to stoop so low," she said, her innocent eyes now filled with pure disgust.
I tried to explain, "Ankita, you're misunderstanding everything. I-"
"Do you even know what relationship I share with you? I'm your brother's wife, your bhabhi, for God's sake! And you're lusting after your own bhabhi?" she spat at me, her words cutting deep.
My entire body froze, and my eyes blurred with tears. I took a step back, the painful lump in my throat making it hard to speak.
Is loving someone such a crime nowadays? What's my fault? Can anyone tell me? My intentions were never wrong. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions in check.
Destiny has given her a second chance to experience love again. Now, let's see what Ankita will do-𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.
