Apologizing her

                                    

                                          
Priya went into her room and closed the door . Without thinking about the so many things that were going in her mind ,she decided to change her attire for the very simple reason being ,it was irritating her . She started to remove all the jewelry and she paused the moment when the turn of removing mangalsutra came . She wondered whether she should let it be or remove it . She felt the presence of mangalsutra will neither effect her nor Ram so she decided to remove it but again Meera's words dropped in her head. She knew her mother wouldn't want to see her bare neck . Sighing she removed everything except her mangalsutra and chooda. She got herself comfortable in a simple yet elegant Kurta set and opened the window of her room . She calmly kept looking outside though she wasn't really calm from inside . There were a lot of questions popping in her mind which she kept ignoring ever since they got married . Above all , the thing that was pricking her hard was the fact that Ram almost left, leaving her behind and she couldn't understand why him leaving her was effecting her . For her their relationship was not like every other wife and husband relationship , but yes , in this little time she spent with him , she started trusting him and she somewhere felt that they understand each other . She questioned herself whether by trusting Ram , was she again repeating the mistake she committed in the past . It was not about him leaving her , it was about trust . Today he didn't trust her and left her , tomorrow something else can happen and he may again leave her . She also felt that maybe she was overthinking . But her relationship with Ram was not like every other damn relationship , they were married . Marriage is a bond for life and maybe it'll be successful without love , but surely it can never be successful without trust . But for that fact , she also knew that Ram was good at heart and will never really hurt anyone . She remembered the scene when he fought with those men for her . She didn't know which was the Real Ram Kapoor - he who didn't even think about her and without asking her anything left her all alone or was the one was ready to do anything to protect her . Her heart said he was the second one while her mind shouted he was the first one like every other man .
Priya thought to herself . 
" pata nahi kyun unke mere chodke jaane ke baath se mujhe farak pad raha hain. Unhone mere aur mere parivaar ka bharosa thoda hain , phir bhi maine unse shaadi karli . Yeh shaadi karke maine koyi galthi tho nahi ki? Bohot kuch poochna hain unse , par kiss haq se unhe poochu ? Kya lagthi hoon main inki ? Hamari shaadi tho huyi hain , par mera unhe question karne ka koyi haq nahi hain. Shayad aaj jo bhi huaa hain , usme meri thodi galthi hogi , par uske baare main hame baitke baath karni chahiye thi , par woh , mandap hi chodke chalegaye . 
These all thought were doing nothing but hurting and killing her from within . A lone tear escaped her eyes and she immediately wipped it off .
She decided to not think about this anymore and just then there was a knock on her door . Composing herself , she went upto the door to open it .
Priya - Aap ?
Ram -Haan main ...Andhar aa saktha hoon?
Priya - haan ayiye .
Priya allowed him inside and started removing all the things that were lying here and there . Ram came in , looked at her and slowly pushed the door , not exactly closed . Priya didn't look at him and kept doing her work . Ram had to talk to her and explain himself to her . He looked and waited until she completed all her work and turned towards him .
Priya - aapko kuch kehna hai? If there's nothing , then we can leave , everyone must be waiting for us . 
She was waiting for his answer , but he remained silent not knowing where to start from exactly . She thought there must be nothing , so she was about to leave that she felt a grip on her wrist . She looked back only to find Ram looking in her eyes . Still having her hand in his , he moved closer to her and spoke.