Chapter 48

ABHI

I messed up again. I did everything wrong. I remained silent when I needed to express myself and I always burst out without thinking when I shouldn't have.

It was all her fault. Why did she come into my life? Why did she make me fall in love? Why did she let me care? Everything was a mistake.

She made me feel cold and hot at the same time. Whenever I would see her, I wanted to embrace her and push her away simultaneously.

She made me feel all the emotions at once, turning me into a confused fool. It was never black or white with her. We were always in the grey zone.

After my last outburst with her, I tried to be careful. I tried my best to remain cool even when I wasn't.

I don't know if I would have done that if I didn't know her past. Knowing her past made me understand her and sympathize with her.

It can't have been easy for her to overcome her painful past and open her heart completely to someone else.

Falling in love again means letting yourself be vulnerable again. Letting yourself completely being weak to become stronger, which needed trust toward each other.

I wanted her to trust me completely, so I gave her what she needed, time.

I tried to be patient and kept my distance even when all I wanted was to engulf her with my love. I just didn't want to be pushy.

When I came to know that she was still in contact with her ex-boyfriend I was hurt but still trusted her.

Every time I saw her phone blink with his messages, I controlled myself.

I wanted to find that bastard and beat the hell out of him. But I didn't because I believed that she would come back to me no matter what.

Slowly, her actions toward me changed. I could see the love in her eyes. I was floating in the air every time I felt her adorable gaze on me, even though I managed to remain stern.

I was waiting for her to accept it and admit it to me. But the pull between us was getting stronger every day. It was hard for me to avoid her.

Even when I wasn't with her I was thinking about being with her, touching her, and so on. I started to lose my patience.

I lost it when I saw her ex-boyfriend when we were on our vacation. I didn't know the details but the sight of him made me burn with rage.

After all, he was the one who broke her. Anger, jealousy, and hurt got the best of me.

I kissed her that night like crazy. Claiming her, showing her my vulnerability. That wasn't how I imagined our first kiss, but she made me go crazy.

That was one of the best nights of my life. We were just lying there in bed, cuddling each other all night. Being with her like that made me feel calm and content.

But I knew she didn't feel that way. She looked like she was thinking about saying something, but I didn't let her. I didn't want to ruin the moment.

The next day, it was like I woke up from a dream. Everything came rushing to my mind, and I couldn't go back as if nothing happened between us.

It was awkward, so I planned on approaching her to talk when the time was right.

That's when it all happened. I lost all my reasoning and conscience when I saw Harsha kissing my sister.

I was beyond angry and her saying that Aadhi helped just added fuel to the fire.

I admit it, part of me knew that I was overreacting. I didn't wait to learn the whole truth, but I couldn't help it.

All the hurt, anger, and pain from the past added fuel to the blaze. But I regretted it all the moment I pushed her out of the house.

After that, I tried in so many ways to fill the void within me. I lost my best friend, and I lost her. I hoped every day that she would come back.

I imagined all kinds of scenarios. The conversations we would have when she came back. How I would explain myself and convince her. But it never happened.

Then one day, my sister confessed that it was all her doing. I learned that even family, the one thing that you take for granted to never betray you, can still stab you in the back.

My own blood. How could one recover from that? How could you believe anyone anymore?

And worst of all, I didn't believe my best friend who I have known my whole life.

I should have at least tried to hear his case, but I didn't, and I lost them both just because my stupid brain refused to see things clearly

All this guilt ate me up inside and I couldn't even imagine facing them again. I didn't deserve them anymore.

After much thought, I came to a decision. I needed to do this even if it hurt me.

AADHI

After we visited the lawyer, we drove back home.

"Why... Umm... Why did you..." I wanted to ask him why he decided to get a divorce, but I couldn't form a full sentence because my voice kept croaking.

"Because that's the one thing you want that I can give you right now," he said, keeping his eyes on the road.

I couldn't control my tears after that, so I turned my head toward the window and hid my face from him. Tears came out flowing like there was no end to it.

When we reached home, he immediately got down and went inside. I stayed there for a second and went inside after composing myself.

I took my suitcase and started packing my dresses from the closet, ignoring him.

"What are you doing?" I heard him behind me.

"Packing my stuff," I said, trying so hard not to let my voice croak.

"I can see that." He said it like it was obvious. I could imagine his confused face. Since it wasn't a question, I didn't reply. Why should I?

"Why?" he asked me after a moment.

"Why what?" I answered with a question, still packing my things even though I knew what he meant.

"Why did you tell the lawyer that you were not interested in divorcing me?"

Well, I didn't expect that one. It made me stop in my tracks. I slowly turned around to look at him with a sigh. He reeked of curiosity.

"I had a lot of reasons," I said without looking him in the eye.

"Tell me one." He looked like he wasn't going to give up.

I started thinking of all the reasons I could tell him without telling the truth. I didn't want to hurt our families or I needed time to convince my parents. But I couldn't come up with the perfect lie.

"Because..." I looked down, thinking about what to say, but nothing felt right.

I raised my head to look at him. Our eyes met. His eyes were enchanting. At that moment, I got the courage to tell him. Tears covered my sight, threatening to fall.

"Because...I love you." The moment I said it, a lone tear escaped, making my sight clear.

I didn't take my eyes off him. I was waiting for him to say something. There were lots of emotions in his eyes, but most of all he was surprised.

"But if you want that divorce so bad, then I will —" He didn't let me finish. He came running toward me, cupped my cheeks, and pushed me back against the wall along with his body.

He kept his palm at the back of my head to prevent the impact.

He looked into my eyes like he was searching for uncertainty. I didn't even blink. I was enjoying his touch and closeness and he smelled divine.

His eyes slowly went down to my lips and then again to my eyes.

He slowly came closer, bending his neck down. He was so slow that I was afraid that he might pull back. But watching him close his eyes and moving closer sent chills to my core.

I wound my hands around his neck, trapping him in my hold. I brought my lips forward to meet him halfway before he could escape. The kiss was slow and sensual, sending shivers all over my body.

His lips were so soft and moist, and his movements were smooth like silk that I wanted to feel all over my body.

As if he read my mind, he slowly pulled away and went down to my neck, peppering kisses along the way. One of his hands was on my cheek to support my head while he savoured me.

Every kiss and every little touch made me melt. He sucked on the skin over my collarbone while his other hand went inside my top and explored my body. I felt so hot and wanted more.

I didn't want him to stop. His hand slowly moved toward my upper back, loosening my bra. Carefully and slowly his hand moved toward the front causing tingles all the way.

He cupped my breast and slowly pinched my nipple, then started manipulating it in between his thumb and index finger, making my core wet. I let out a muffled moan, relishing his touch.

"You are making me go crazy, Aadhi." He kissed me feverishly while his hand worked magic, making me moan into his mouth.

He groaned, pulling back and resting his head on my shoulder. I used that moment to catch my breath, but then he suddenly lifted me and carried me to the bed.

He made me lie on my back and climbed over me on his knees. I lay down in between his legs, licking my lips in anticipation of his next move.

He slowly but carefully removed my clothes one by one, looking into my eyes. I closed my eyes, feeling shy.

"Look at me," he ordered, which turned me on.

His nose flared, and he bit his lip, looking at me lying down naked and helpless under his benevolence.

I could feel his hunger and the desire in his eyes. He quickly got out of his clothes and joined me.

Now that there was nothing to hide, his hands and lips explored my entire body. I closed my eyes and savoured every bit of it.

I moaned and arched my body toward him, signalling that I wanted more. I was finally ready to unite as one with him.

"Please...," I begged, wanting more but unable to form a whole sentence.

"Please what, Aadhi? Say it," he demanded while making my brain go fuzzy.

"I want you...now," I said, whispering between my moans.

As if he was waiting for my cue, he prepared himself at my entrance, spreading my legs wider. Then he entered me, filling my insides.

I let out a painful groan, so he stopped halfway. He bent down to kiss me, kneading my breasts to distract me, and then he went all the way in without a warning.

He wiped the tear that escaped from one of my eyes and kissed me lovingly. He gave me a moment to adjust and then started moving slowly.

Pain turned into pleasure and started to build up with each of his thrusts, making me a writhing mess.

It didn't take long for me to crumble. "Oh my God." I let out a cry as I came along with him. My mind was hazy and my eyelids felt heavy.

He groaned, resting his head on my chest. We were both panting.

"I love you so much." Words escaped my mouth without thinking. But I also know how much I meant those words.

He rolled down to the side and pulled me closer. I lay on his chest as he hugged me tightly.

"I love you so much, Aadhi," he said with a dashing smile, looking me in the eye.

I knew at that moment that he was the one, he was the love of my life, and that I trusted him with all my heart. I knew that he would never hurt me, and finally, I could lead a joyful life with him.

Thanks to every hurt and pain that I have gone through, I finally found my happiness.