Karma is My Husband

"Dekha?"
His voice was cold...too calm for the chaos he'd created. His fingers dug into her arm as he spoke again, sharper this time.
"Ye sab jhoot nahi tha. Tumne sirf mera time waste kiya"

Suhani's eyes widened, disbelief flooding her trembling body. Tears escaped her eyes, one after another, as though her heart had finally found a way to bleed.
"Nahi..." she whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of his name.

He let out a low, mocking laugh. "Tum sirf mere time pass ke liye thi" he said, each word falling like shards of glass. "Aur jab sab mera hai... tum kisi kaam ki nahi"

Her knees weakened as he pushed her away. The world around her blurred, but the faces in front of her were all too clear...the same people she once called her own. The same faces that once smiled with her, now smirking at her ruin.

"You can't do this..." she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Please"

He looked away, a smirk curling on his lips. It wasn't the first time he'd hurt her...but this time, it felt final.

This wasn't the first time he'd hurt her. She had endured it all... the humiliation, the harsh words, the endless nights of tears. But betrayal... that was something even her heart wasn't ready for.

She once believed that silence could heal him, that her love could soften his storms. But she was wrong. The people she loved were the ones who broke her.

They whispered behind her back..."His personal plaything" "his timepass" "his mistake"
And every time those words reached her, he told her it was fine... that the world was jealous... that this was love... That this is what love looks like.

No it doesn't!

But tonight, standing in front of the man she gave everything to, Suhani finally understood...
Love wasn't supposed to feel like imprisonment.
And this? This wasn't love at all.