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" a women's desire for revenge outlast all her emotions "
Someone was sitting in a dark room glaring at the moon. This is the same moon she loved.
This is the same moon under which I made her mine. Under which she betrayed me left me without saying anything. I hate you aashika oberoi. I hate the day when you left me, betrayed me and most importantly killed our baby.
Viraj felt like someone ripped his heart off. He felt so much pain. Pain of losing his only love, his wife and his unborn baby.
He had drawn himself in alcohol and work. He is still in the same penthouse where he stayed with her. In the same room on which he made love with her for serval times.
He missed her laugh her eyes which held love for him her screams which she let out every time she cum.he wasn't successful back than but he had his jaan with him. His love with him.
Viraj Singh Rathore
The definition of hotness. A hard working guys with a heart of gold. But now that golden heart is dark outside dark. Because the one he loves the most killed him without even using a single weapon.
But you know the sad thing is his stupid heart it still loves her it loves to hate her but still somewhere within him he knows he still love her..
" ahhhhh.... " he screamed... He screamed so loud but his pain it didn't go away. It just comes back each time. Each time it hurts him more than before.
He finished another bottle of alcohol and his mind started to play with his emotions. He remembers the day when he saw the love of his life. His jaan.
Three years ago......
Viraj was driving his car on the roads of New York. Despite the rainy weather he went for work. He was in there from last 4 years. Handling his business. The business which he created on his own.
He left his father's house 4 years back. He misses them but never called.
Suddenly Viraj saw a girl trying to stop a car or something. He stopped the car. He was mesmerized by her beauty. The girl, she didn't ware any sluty clothes. Just a smile black jeans and a turtle neck top. Her blown hair were flowing freely.
Viraj stopped his car. It was now raining heavily. Before he could say anything the said said " can you please give me a lift to the veternity hospital" she said in her melodic voice.
Viraj's brows cane together in confusion. Thanks he noticed the blood on her hand and cat shivering on the footpath. He slowly nodded as he doesn't trust his voice.
That girl quickly picked the injured cat and sat in his car. Luckily the nearest vet hospital was owned by him self. Throughout the ride that girl kept her scarf on the cat's head to stop it from bleeding. Viraj felt that she was herself shivering from cold so he turned on the AC heater.
" thank you " that was the first words she spoke. When they reached the hospital the whole time she was beside that cat. Viraj felt something in him. Something he never felt before. The whole time he noticed that her lips moved in silent prayer.
And when the nurse informed her that the cat was safe the smile on her face was as bright as sun
Viraj got busy in something when she was about to leave. When he got back she was nowhere to be found. Suddenly his eyes fall on a note that was on the bed.
' thank you Mr stranger for saving the innocent's life '
Viraj he felt good. For the first time in 4 years Viraj felt good.
When get back in his car to go to his penthouse he found a project file in his car.
' XYZ college
Aashika oberoi '
" aashika " her name roll off his tongue so smoothly.
He didn't know why but he wanted to see her again. His car smell like her and he loved her smell. It was mesmerizing just like her.
He looked at the note once again and decided that he would live to give it a try.
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Tears flow out of his eyes as remembered everything. Her innocence was the one thing in her that attracted him the most.
How can you take an innocent child's life, jaan. How can you when you f*****g loved them. Why you killed our unborn baby, jaan... Why? Why? Why?
He was devastated. He didn't know what to do. He should be happy that she isn't in his life anymore but f**k this burn in his chest was much more painful.
With each memory of her, his eyes watered. He never cried for his family. However big problem could be he never felt hopeless.
But now seeing her photo on the wall with a garland on it was something he could not bear anymore. ( garland on photo in Indian religion represent death)
He tried to kill himself a lot of times. He wanted to end his life. He wanted to finish the pain he was feeling.
But f**k knows he can't.
" aashikaaaa" he screamed again and fainted again
- Writer
