37. His Pov.

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I woke up, adjusting my eyes to the sunlight peeking through the curtains of the window

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I woke up, adjusting my eyes to the sunlight peeking through the curtains of the window.

I didn't knew when my eyes closed, i was awake till an hour ago.

"Neend bhi chali gayi uske sath", i sat on the bed deliberately thinking about her.

(My sleep has also gone with her).

I never knew i would be in such a condition, i, Ishan Oberoi would be hiding behind the sheets so that i do not have to face anyone.

Summoning up all the events from the day of my wedding to the night of my reception, i dragged myself from the bed to the windows, i opened the curtains to be greeted by a beautiful morning sun, which does not seemed to be beautiful to me anymore, the peaceful silent environment surrounding the atmosphere, which does not seemed peaceful to me anymore.

Staring blankly at the view infront of me, my hand reached out to the pocket of my trousers to grab something that holds the most painful at the same time most hateful words.

Not so many words are written on this little piece of paper, but enough to visualise the hatred in her heart and the feeling of loathe in her eyes for me.

My eyes froze, as i look towards that paper. The day when she entered my home, our beautiful cute game, her every action seemed to capture my everything.....my soul, my heart. My solace lies in her smile. Whenever she blinks her beautiful hazel brown orbs it seems like stars are twinkling.

And when they used to met mine, it always felt like the peace against the storm.

Even before of wedding night , i have consumed myself, suppressed my angers, pushed my doubts aside to give it one more try. And the mere thought of having a happy life with her filled me with the extreme joy.
There was no extent to my happiness.

Flashback :

"Finally shivay would be proud of me for my decision", i thought as i sat in my study.

"I need to talk to her as soon as possible, i can't let this ruckus to get more complicated, because if i kept doing this I won't be able to figure out when this small crack of doubt will become the rift of hatred and distrust between us."

But first let me send this last emergency email, i heaved a sigh of relief as i pressed the enter key. I was about to shut my laptop down when the notification bar showed the notification of receiving another email. Honestly, i didn't really felt like opening it at first, but being a typical business man i clicked thinking that this might be the confirmation from the client regarding the deal we discussed before my mehndi ceremony.

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