"She might not have been a part of my life, but I still have her memories. They'll be around forever." Happy reading.... Abhiman's p.o.v She is leaving. My angel is leaving.. My wife is leaving... My Mihra is leaving .... I feel like my life is freezing around me, my breath has increased, my brain stopped working and my whole existence has stopped functioning. I don't know what to do, I tried all my ways to make her stay in my life and give us a chance. But I failed and she decided to leave, she decided to leave me this time permanently. My world stopped for a second when I heard her name Mihra Kapoor. It's unbelievable, I never thought she would actually come to my village to meet me. She is beautiful! It immediately took me back to those days when she was a little baby. Yes, the same little cute baby whom I held in my hands for the first time in hospital when she was born. I used to adore her, I used to play with her feather like fingers. She has grown up to be a very eleg
"You deserve to be happy " Happy reading..... Mihra's p.o.v My soul left my body as I turned away from him. You know what's the hardest thing in life? You meet a person one day, you like that person, you realise he is your life, he is in front of your eyes but you can never have him. Right now my heart was racing like it's never raced like this before and my cry sound felt like it's competing with train speed as I crouched onto the seat with my hand on my lips. "I am sorry Abhi...I am sorry. I can't help but fall for you..fall for your beautiful nature..I am sorry sorry." I cried and cried until there were no tears left in my eyes. My heart was heavy with pain and hurt. I know, I shouldn't have kissed him in the first place but I was helpless in front of my heart. It felt like I will never see him in my life again which led me to take that step. He must be disgusted with me for breaking marriage with his best friend and upon that I made the mistake of kissing him. Mistake ???
"Why god? Why only me? When I thought everything is fine and settling down then you do something which will take my life back to square one." Happy reading.... "WHAT ?? YOU WANT DIVORCE FROM MIHRA ?", mom panicked. Her eyes widened in shock and hand was shivering over the phone. It meant Abhi talked with Abhiman about divorce and he agreed to free me from this marriage. I didn't expect that he would say yes easily and I think Abhiman wasn't a bad guy. He knew how to respect others feelings and I was happy at least this problem was solved now. It will be a good decision for our futures. He won't be happy if he got married to me. I can't give him the love which he dreamt of. It's better this way, at least he might find a girl who would love him honestly unlike mine. He will soon forget about me once he moves on. Abhiman or Abhi both deserved to be happy ! After the call mom looked so broken and devastated. I knew she was worrying about me and my future now. She dropped her head in
"One person can change everything for you." Happy reading.... "Abhiman Malhotra?", I repeated in complete shock. Esha looked at me with wide eyes as she watched the stuff slip out of my hands onto the ground making a glitchy sound echoing in the silent room. "What happened bro?", she tapped my shoulder in concern and I shook my head immediately composing myself. "I need to go to the washroom, will see you at the principal's room.", I mumbled and rushed out of the room. "Bro, are you sure? Is there any problem you are hiding from me ?", she shouted behind me and I shouted back nothing to worry about and told her to go. I went inside the washroom and shut the door behind me leaning over it. My hand clutched the heart as I slid down the door dazedly. "AM innovations head Abhiman Malhotra.. means my husband who has been helping my mom in our business. Oh god! How come I didn't know about it yet? He is a billionaire and one of the richest men in Mumbai. Then why mom explained him
"I think it's not going to heal easily." Happy reading.... I was laying in my bed wetting the pillow with my continuous shedding tears. I just couldn't help but remember all those things which he told me before. "I stopped owning things." "I lost my beloved ones." "She was in love with another man." His words echoing in my ears repeatedly, I cupped my ears pushing my head into the pillow to avoid the voice but it's not leaving me. The guilt was rushing through my veins breaking me apart, he loved me with everything and I only broke him into shreds which can never be normal. I wounded his heart in ways that I can never fix like before. It will never beat for me anymore, it must be screaming at me with delinquency. He could never forgive my errant things. On the other side my heart was telling me to tell him what I feel for him. It was still hoping there might be chances he would forgive her wrongs and accept her. But you will be called an opportunistic and greedy Mihra. When
"You should value the people who are around you and especially when they're there for you." Happy reading...... My eyes got wider as I watched him relaxing, leaning his back over the edge of the pool. He raked his hands through his hair removing the dripping water from his face. His biceps bulged up forming veins on his toned arms. My lips parted, taking a quick breath as my lungs forgot to fill in at the hot sight. My gaze followed his moves obediently, the way his long fingers combed his damp hair backwards and then dropped down wiping his face. His flexible abs were full on display shining under the moon light flashing all perfect contours, such a devastatingly sexy man. He looked like Greek god, just watching his glistening muscled body, my instincts halted instantly, feeling a sudden innuendo gushing inside. My body already had a temperature but seeing him like this, it's not at all helping my senses. Darkness consuming me slowly, my brain was numb. I could feel my legs givi
"We don't meet people by accident, they are meant to cross our paths for a reason, either they change our life or we change theirs." Happy reading.... My nose scrunched up at the bitter smell which had surrounded me for the last three weeks. No matter how many times I had washed my body but the artistic feeling was not leaving my skin. I let my fingers massage my scalp gently and carefully not wanting to hurt the stitches which I had gotten during surgery. A shiver ran down my spine, it happened everytime when I touched my head. The bad and brutal accident came flashing in my eyes, blurring my vision instantly. Yes I called it brutal because someone planned to kill me and we had no clue about him or her who that person was. Even police failed to find out the person because he very cleverly executed his plan with no evidence left behind. I wondered why anyone wanted to kill me. I never harmed any person beside little pranks here and there in my college. It wasn't even that serious
"Why it's complicated and weird" Happy reading…. We both had been working our ass off on allotted work and skipped lunch break also. Then Varun dropped another set of old files on our table saying to complete until office hours end. Eshu was extremely irritated by extra work and cursed him for the suffering. She was looking outside of her cubicle every now and then hoping for a glance of Mr. Abhiman. I wondered why the hell she was so desperate to meet him. "Bro, I will be back in a few.", I said, rising up from my chair pretending to be exhausted. "Where are you going?", she raised her eyebrows at me. "Washroom", I replied. "Okay" I rushed out searching for someone so could tell me where his cabin was located. My bad luck, the corridors were empty so I began to find him by myself. Mission Abhiman office is on ! I didn’t know why but I felt like I was repeating the stuff which happened before with me. A kind of dejavu washed over my brain. I shook my head removing the foolis