lost love

11. WANT TO ESCAPE

I left my phone on the bed, entered the washroom and splashed cold water on my face. I shivered but still, felt good.

I don’t know what to do, what to believe or how to feel. The only man I ever loved for whom I had cried for the last five years of my lost love was standing before me and he had his family, his child…. Haha

Haha …… my eyes were filled with tears, and I was laughing like a madman. Haha, Haha,

A fool like me deserved this. I always thought I was strong and intelligent. It turns out that I have been fooling myself for so long that I am a fool. Haha, Haha, Haha…….

I buried my head in the pillow and cried. I don’t know how long my phone kept ringing until its battery ran out. I got out of bed early in the morning and prepared to leave this place. As I plugged my phone into the charger and turned it on, it was flooded with missed calls and messages.

I stared at those messages. I wanted to open them. Maybe he wanted to explain himself …… but I decided NOT TO. He decided to talk and explain after 5 years and that, too, because I found out that he is still alive. Such a bastard doesn’t deserve any chance, no matter what he has to say, it has nothing to do with me.

I have cried enough in the last 5 years and last night was the last tears I have and would ever shed for him. My flight is at 2 p.m. and it’s only 9. After breakfast at the hotel restaurant, I called my boss. I informed her about what happened at Brigadier’s house and also that I was returning to Delhi today. I have already submitted an article about the fire and, since the brigadier doesn’t have time to give the interview, there is no reason for me to stay.

It was already 12 when I returned to my room to fetch my bag. As I entered my room, I saw a figure standing near the window. I was shocked and angry. How could he get inside my room? I turned on the lights, and he turned to face me. Both of us stood like statues staring at each other,

I was boiling with anger. Many questions were stuck in my throat, but I controlled my emotions AS HE IS NOT WORTHY OF ANYTHING FROM ME, NOT EVEN MY ANGER.

What are you doing in my room, and how did you enter without my permission?

I called you, but you never picked up, not even reverted to any of my messages. We needed to talk, so I had no other option….

We have nothing to talk about and now get out of my room before I call security.

Jiya, please hear me out only once I can explain.

Sorry but no, get out. I don’t need your explanation.

Please……

OUT.

His eyes were red as he walked past me. He turned to look at me, but I turned my face away,