8. Misery

                                    

                                          

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THIRD PERSON'S POV
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She regretted coming here. Dr. Sahay was not calling here. It was a trap. Trap of Abhimanyu Singh. 
He looked at her with dark calculating gaze and she started struggling more badly in his arms because his eyes were scaring her. She bit her quivering lips to control her sobs.
"How is your father?" 
She stopped struggling and her body froze when he asked about her father. She slowly looked at him with pleading eyes but his face was blank.
"Do you want me to visit him?" Dhriti immediately shook my head. She couldn't let this happen. Her father just got discharged from the hospital and he was still weak. She was not naive to not know how dangerous this man is.
"N-no n-no..pl-lea-ase." She begged folding her hands. 
She was feeling disgusted by herself for being so weak in front of him. But just for the sake of her parents, she has to do this.
He held her hands and unfolded them before kissing her palms softly. The touch of his lips burnt her skin feeling her with utter disgust.
"Take your decision by keeping your parents in your mind." He muttered wiping her tears. 
She couldn't understand why was this happening to her. But the only thing she knew was...his entry in her life will ruin so many things precious to her..
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DHRITI'S POV 
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I rubbed my eyes once again so that maa and papa couldn't know that I was crying. The moment he left the cabin, I took sometime to realise what just happened. After gathering myself I left Dr. Sahay's cabin and found Dr. Sahay standing on the staircase looking at me with pitiful eyes.
I didn't say anything as I knew Abhimanyu would have threatened him just like me.
I took a long breath and after putting a light smile on my face, I rang the door bell.
Maa opened the door and I panicked seeing her face, her face was pale like all the blood was drained out off her body. Her lips were quivering and her eyes had unshed tears.
"Maa what happened, haan?" I asked cupping her cheeks.
I was getting really worried, was papa okay? Did Abhimanyu come here?
"DHRITI COME INSIDE I AM MAKING YOUR FAVORITE PASTA." came papa's voice from inside and I sighed in relief.
"Thank god he is fine." I muttered under my breath and then looked at maa.
If papa was fine, then why was she looking so sad?
"Come." Maa whispered holding my hand and then locked the door.
Papa was cooking in the kitchen playing his favourite old hindi songs in the radio. He looked at me and smiled showing me the pasta sauce and I smiled back giving him a thumbs up.
He was looking extra cheerful but something was definitely wrong.
Maa held my hand and took me to her room, now I was getting really scared. She never acted like this before. 
"Maa, say somethi.." she cut me in mid sentence by handing me an envelope. I looked at her confusingly then at the envelope in my hand. She was looking down and tears started flowing from her eyes.