Fighting!

Chapter 20

Chapter 20:

Ananya's point of view:

I turned towards him, he had this apologetic look on his face. My anger rose again. He can't just say sorry and get away with it. He had no right to talk to me like that. If he thinks I'll be this silent, naive girl who will bare his anger and let me treat me like dirt, then he has another thing coming. The last few days have been a new phase and I enjoyed every bit of it, his attention, his kisses and his smile, but today how he behaved can't be justified. I hate when men think that they can say anything to a woman and get away with it.

"What?" I asked, irritated. He looked shocked at my tone but he should have seen this coming.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh. My boss yelled at our team. My team couldn't complete the work in the past two weeks that I was absent. We have a release coming. I was under a lot of pressure". He explained his situation. I get it, he must have been under a lot of pressure but he didn't need to take that on me. If his boss had called him that many times, would he have yelled at him? No, right!

"Okay" That's all I said and turned back. I'm controlling my anger, trying not to yell at him, but he's making it hard.

"Ananya, I know you're still mad. I'm really sorry. I'll never speak to you again like that", he said, touching my arm, but I didn't reply.

I wanted to yell at him, but then I settled for silent treatment. I can still yell at him in the morning. Let him stew in guilt the whole night. Tomorrow, when he confronts me again, then I'll take my chance. I heard him sigh and plop back on the bed. Wiping the frown from my face, I slept off.

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The next morning, when I woke up, Aayush was already out of bed. Maybe he went to the gym. Shrugging, I went to the washroom. After taking a shower, I went out and went to Diya's room to wake her up but her crib was empty. Frowning, I went to the kitchen as no one was there in the living room. Did he take Diya to the gym?

When I entered the kitchen, I saw the father and daughter duo busy making breakfast. He had her strapped to his chest. The scene in front of me was a sight to behold. I'm surprised how quickly just by looking at them my heart melts. It's so weird.

But when his words and tone rang in my ears, a frown came back to my face. I went and stood beside them and greeted Diya.

"Hi baby, good morning" I said with a happy grin. Every morning looking at her face, my lips automatically lift up.

"Ann" She dragged that word and clapped. I grinned, such a happy kid she is.

Without glancing at him, I just poured a glass of orange juice and went back to the room. I thought of staying on the balcony until he left. I already have my book ready there. If he has time to make breakfast, then he'll have time to feed Diya. If he doesn't, then I'll feed her after he leaves. I was sitting on the balcony, engaged on my book, when I heard the balcony door open. There is a sofa on the balcony which is vast and comfortable so that my back doesn't hurt. I was sitting on it and reading.

I could feel his presence but kept my nonchalance.

"Here, I made it especially for you." His sweet talk would get him nowhere.

I wanted to ignore him, but I didn't want to be rude.

"I'm not hungry" I said, without raising my eyes from my book. I heard him sigh.

He kept the plate on the table in front of me and sat beside me, facing me.

I guess we'll be fighting.

"Ananya, I already said sorry. Didn't I?" I could hear frustration in his tone which irritated me more.

I closed the book and turned towards him.

"And what should I do with that?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. Anger is slowly raising in me.

"Look, I know I hurt your feelings. I promise I'll never repeat that." He said, holding my hand.

"So, I should just forget the way you spoke to me and act like nothing happened" I stated in anger.

He just looked at me, with a loss of words.

"What should I do for you to accept my apology?" He asked sincerely, but my resolve didn't tether.

"I don't know, don't talk to me like that to begin with" I stated.

"Who do you think I am? your slave?. You can't just talk to me like that. I get that you are busy, but I called you because I was worried about why you didn't return home at 7. Usually, that's when you told me you'd come back home. I cared. Sue me" I took my frustration out.

"You're right. It was not right for me to act like that. I really am sorry", he said, holding my hand. I sat there with a sad look, not knowing what to do. I might forgive him, but I won't forget that moment.

His arms covered me up and coddled me in his arms. For some reason, all the anger just went away. I have felt tired of holding it in since last night. I just let go and sunk in his arms.

"I'm really sorry baby" were his words before he broke the hug. His hands cup my cheeks, making me face him. He looks so handsome.

"I'm"

He said and kissed my forehead.

"really"

Kissed my nose.

"Sorry"

And pressed his lips on mine.

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