Author’s Pov Anjali nodded as she took another sip from the gin in front of her.Somewhere, her head started to hurt a little, but she fought back, as she was now sitting on a date with Kumar.Things happened in the last two days and here she was on a second date with him for no reason. When she told about Kumar’s proposal to her family. Like always she found her brother the stupid cupid an extra happy and her sister in law Shilpa, nodded it off but then her extended family… someone who managed to steal that spot of her life stayed quiet and that bothered her a lot.Arun, for some reason Anjali wanted to know his thoughts, a Question from him or at least a goddamn reaction but then he turned off soon quiet and it felt soo wrong. Especially now that she knows Arun is married, not just married but in love, so much love that he was roaming around with her toe ring on his finger.She was curious about this lucky lady who married Arun but was even more curious to know where she is now.
Author’s povArun nodded his head for the 100th time. His hands fisted into a tight ball, and his teeth might break off if he didn’t stop gritting them.His bakery has never felt this suffocated! Not even when there was a 20-person queue standing out once to buy his croissants on a busy Sunday.But now that he sat across from Anjali and Selva beside her, listening to them rant about Kumar, it felt like someone was quietly cutting his oxygen supply. “So you don't have anything now?” Arun asked quickly to Anjali quickly, earning a glare from Selva. “Was. Past tense. Over. Gone. Died. Buried.” Anjali yelled at him while Arun smirked at SelvaA loud mind voice of hid “Look at my wife, declaring her dead feelings for her stupid crush” Arun looked at Selva with a proud smirk dancing on his lips.“Then why did you agree to this date?!” Selva asked ignoring Arun “Because you wanted me to give this a try, Selva, and you have never asked for anything all my life! And this date might be a me
Author’s Pov Arun stood outside her mansion leaning on his car and waiting for Anjali to arrive.Oh yeah, his car! 6 months ago he got his first car from his savings a small four seater in which he would have taken Anjali 100 rounds but what was it? When she said ‘Congratulations’ not ‘I am proud of you Arun’ Still, he was just a friend to her! How rude was life to him?! Right now he patiently waited for Selva to leave the mansion so that he could get in and call Anjali.They are going to an amusement park. God knows why he even agreed to come with her when he didn't even like these things, but how could he ever say to his ‘Anju’, his once-wife, now her forgotten husband, who now thinks he is nothing but just her friend?Selva’s car passed by his! And Arun let a deep breath out.It wasn't fear, it was his idea of holding back himself. How dare he even propose an idea of letting some man date his wife? But Arun was also sure that Selva would never stop with this.But what was lov
Author's Pov 4 months laterA hard smack on the shuttlecock from her racket and Arun even if he could hit it back 100 times harder, simply touched it with his racket.After all, it was his wife who was playing opposite him."Hey, Arun! Did you bring some maroons ?"Anjali asked as she kept playing with him "Yes, Anjali! I kept it on the table for you," he answered, still playing with her.It's funny how this is their normal conversation while they both have the most intense conversation about life.Life has always been cruel to Arun and nothing less for Anjali! At First, she grew up without her parents but was lucky to have a good brother. Suddenly, she was married off to a stranger and later pushed out of his house.Everything life threw on her face she handled it with grace but now that it was something out of her hand she had no say.She simply endured it.When Anjali woke up from her coma four months ago! She looked straight at Arun and asked 'Who are you?' Arun's world scatter
Author's Pov2 YEARS LATERDressed in a white crimped shirt and black pants, His body all muscular and strong as if preparing for war, Arun carefully walked through the heavy gates. The security guard nodded at him, and he acknowledged him.His face held no emotions, his jaws clenched, eyes cold as ice. Was he anything close to the Arun the world knew two years ago? A Big no. He looked around in search of someone, making sure no one was watching him, and he quickly jogged to an isolated corner in the hospital grounds.He was using the same ladder that had been helping him for two years now! He climbed in a window and saw Shilpa quickly standing up, grabbing her things as if she were waiting for him to climb up. Then, she smiled at him and went away, walking out casually.This has been their routine for straight two years now! Selva refused, put up a huge fight, wanting to stop Arun from seeing his sister.Now that his words 'You don't deserve my sister ' had a proof, he stuck on to i
Arun’s pov They say hospital walls have heard more prayers than the walls of any sacred space in the world, and today, I know why.There is no hell! There is no heaven everything lies here in the life we live on the earth.Drenched in the blood of my wife, I now sit outside the ICU where My Anjali lies Fighting for her life.Oh, when I closed my eyes all I could see was her face oozing with blood, It's been two hours since she said she loved me, since she agreed to live the life we had planned for, since I promised forever to her and I had already failed her.For once! Only once did my life bloom and it was already Raining erasing even the tiniest ray of sunshine in my life.I should have never gone there! I should have never taken her back home! I don't know but I wish I could change things. I wanna go back in time and change things but all I could was sit helplessly and stare at the door.I would give anything! Anything in the world to get my Anjali back safe and sound.To see her