Diya's POV:
It was morning. I woke up but, Rahul wasn't there. I didn't even expect him to. I went into the washroom and freshened up. I came out and got Rahul's favorite yellow saree. Even though I want to leave him but, I still love him...
I didn't dress up much and sat on the bed thinking about what happened yesterday when my phone bussed. It was a call from Rahul. I took all courage and took the floor and went to the balcony.
"Hello.. Who are you.. your name is saved as sweetheart.. Can I please know your name? " I knew this was Rahul's number but, who was this over the phone..
"I.. I am Diya.. Mrs. Diya Oberoi.. " I said as my voice became numb chocking the last three words..
'Ma'am is your husband Rahul Oberoi? " I was ta
