Kya karu main, Ishqi? Tumne Sonu ko bataya tha ke use kya karna chahiye! Mujhe kaun batayega?
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Rage had blinded him for six months but once the clouds of the misunderstanding sidelined, revealing the bright light of the truth – he became the same lost boy that he had once become after his mother abandoned him.
The lost boy! The directionless boy! Who needed someone to tell him what he should do. Back then he needed his mother and today, he needed Ishqi. The two women his heart held most securely. The former had willingly abandoned him and the latter was suffering because of his deeds.
His blood boiled every five seconds, furious at himself more than Mayank for choosing that kind of a best friend who not just betrayed him but molested his sister and almost killed the love of his life.
The love of his life! Ishqi! That sounded so comforting in his mind though he didn’t know if he would ever be able to bring his love for her to his lips! Especially after what she did for him and what he did to her.
She single-handedly protected him and his family and he single-handedly ruined the very same woman. She snatched the shame and humiliation from his sister and him and took it all upon herself and he…
Every bit of him was desperate to kill every bit of him that had put her through the tormenting sufferings in the past six months. He loathed himself for becoming the reason behind her destruction.
He destroyed her and… she let him because…
Because…
Despite knowing the answer, he did not dare utter it. Not even in his mind for he knew, he didn’t deserve her. He just didn’t deserve her.
Taking her palm in his delicate grip, his lips lingered on her skin, momentarily closing his eyes. At that moment, even though his mind knew that after all that he did to her, he didn’t deserve this woman – his heart couldn’t resist desiring her by his side till he breathed last.
Till he breathed last.
Awesome.