Broken By him.

Chapter-33

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"Who is there?" A womanish voice came from the other side of the door. Footsteps neared the door and the door opened.

Holding the door, there stood Kamya. Her eyes widened seeing the last person she wanted to see in the middle of the night when she was in the middle of doing some very important deeds. She scrunched her nose and her upper lips pulled up seeing Adhira standing there. Kamya looked at her with disgust from head to toe. Dishelved hair, torn clothes, and bruise covered her entire body, and on top of that, she was barefoot.

Adhira smiled and her eyes sparkled looking at her Masi after so long. She stepped forward and spread her arms in an attempt to hug her.

"What the hell are you doing here? And that too looking like a beggar !" Kamya shouted angrily pushing her away and stopping her from possibly taking another step forward to hug her.

Kamya's stomach churned at thought of her filthy hand touching her fair skin.

The smile on Adhira's lips fell and her eyebrows scrunched in confusion seeing how rudely her Masi was behaving with her.

Tears welled up in her eyes when she heard her calling her a beggar. "M..Masi I ca..came to meet you an..and papa" Her lips quivered.

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Adhira Pov

I looked at Masi. She was angry. That I could tell even with my eyes closed. But was she not happy to see me after so long? I wanted to hug her. I missed them so much though they always scolded me and sometimes hit me too but they were everything I have left with in this world after Mumma.

" You came to see us? Huh? Who asked you to come? Who invited you? Like mother like daughter! Ungrateful Bitches." Masi yelled at me again. Those words pierced through my heart. Was I so bad that everyone calls me names like this?

I even married a person whose name I even don't know yet because they promised me they will forget everything and forgive me. They promised me they will love me as they did when I was little when my mother was still there with me.

" You pro..promised me that after..." I was brutally quietened by a harsh slap landing on my cheeks. My already bruised skin stung with the effect. I sobbed. "What promise? Didn't I tell you that we have no relationship with you anymore? Did not I tell you never to come back? So ungrateful you are. We married you to a billionaire and yet you came back here showing your disgusting face. At this time of day. Huh! How did you come here.? You ran away huh? Such a w***e you are." She held my elbow in a tight grip, her nail digging into my skin sharper to which I whimpered and held her hand to loosen her hold but she tightened the hold on my arm. I cried in pain but she pushed me harshly. "Ahh!" I screamed when I fell down scrapping my knees.

I felt terrible. I can not explain what I am feeling right now.

How would you feel when you have been pushed away from your own home's threshold?

She did not even let me enter inside.

"What is all this commotion about? " I looked up and saw papa standing there beside Masi. He scrunched his eyes and then his eyes widened when he realized I was there.

I know he will always love me. He will never hate me.

"Papa" I couldn't form any words. I only could call him.

To see me, To acknowledge my presence, To hug me, To take me in.

"Papa" I whimpered. He came forward. His figure towering over me. Tears glistened in my eyes seeing him after so long. I hugged his leg and cried. I knew it. He had always loved me. I was his princess. Why won't he?

I knew it one day he will love me again.

"Can't you do anything properly? You always had embarrassed me and I can't understand why you are still here" He kicked me away. I looked at him with shock and sadness. He also?

I thought he will now love me. I felt a sharp pain erupting from my chest and radiating to my core. The unbearable pain made it difficult for me to breathe.

"Papa" I whimpered, hoping he would see through my pain and hug me tight. Hope...

"When you called after marriage, did not we tell you to never come back looking for us? Huh? Answer me?" His harsh words were piercing my already shattered heart. It was painful.

" For the sake of God, If you can't think about us, about our reputation in society, at least think about your husband. You are married now. I thought you would change after marriage but you are still the same. Just like your mother. " He spat on me. I was shivering. Why doesn't he see me? Why doesn't he see that I am in pain?

"I thought you were different from your mother but no, you are also the same as her. You are also a bloody cheap wh.ore like her." My head spinned hearing his words. How could he say this about my mother? About me?

He held my wrist and pulled me up, almost dragging me inside the house.

"Did you inform him?" He questioned Kamya Masi to which she nodded and smirked at me.

I did not know what they were talking about until................

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Hi everyone,

how are you guys doing? So what important deed was Kamya doing ....huh?

It's so bad of me to leave you guys hanging on such twists and turns but I won't deny that I don't enjoy that. Hehehe But I was too distracted today that's why You have this short update but I promise tomorrow's update would be the longer one.

So Hasta la vista

Obviously for now...Meet you tomorrow.

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