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B E L L A

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B E L L A



One Year Later...







I groaned loudly when the continuous ringing of my phone disrupt my peaceful sleep. Stretching out my hand, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and frown when Isha's name pop on my screen. I looked at the time and it's two-thirty in the morning. Urgh!

Answering the call, I pressed the phone to my ear still snuggling in my soft silky pillow. "Hello?" My voice came out tired and hoarse probably because all the speech I gave for the last few days.

Her high pitched voice came through the phone. "I'm going to divorce Arnav."

"Good for you he-WAIT WHAT?"

I sat up straight and I think a muscle in my neck just crack given how fast I moved my body but I didn't care because I felt like someone just thrown a sack of rice on my head.

"What the fuck that's supposed to mean?" I yelled not caring if I woke up the guy right next to my suite.

"I'm not kidding, B. I'm divorcing him and even pressing emotional harrasment charges." She spoke and I could literally feel the anger cursing through her.

I took a deep breath and got up from the bed tying my nightgown around my body before I walk to the balcony.

"What happened? Did he hurt you? Are you okay? What about the baby?" I ask concerned.

"No, he hurt me." She mumbled and burst into tears.

"Isha, you're scaring me. Tell me what happened?" I asked. How can he hurt her? I know Arnav and he loves Isha too damn much to even lay a finger on her.

She sniffs. "He didn't brought me the strawberries."

Another silence.

I scoffed. "You have got to be fucking kidding me Isha Arora. Are you for real? Did you fucking check the time? It's fucking two in the morning and you scared the shit out of me." I rant feeling the sudden urge to smack her head and I'd have if I wasn't 12 hours away in another country.

What I'm gonna do with this girl.

"Are you seriously blaming me? I can't go out looking like a fucking whale. I'm fat again, B." She cried again making me roll my eyes at her. She's pregnant and currently in her last month. She'd be probably due in few weeks which is why I'm trying to clear the rest of my schedule so I can be on time when the baby comes out.

"Isha, baby I didn't-

She cut me off immediately. "No, that's exactly what you mean. Arnav hates me because I'm a fucking cow now and that asshole won't understand that I'm carrying twins. He won't even look at me but you won't understand. You're not pregnant, I am."

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