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Author's POV Sanjiv was half laid on the couch while his remaining body was on the floor, spreading both arms and legs on either side. the room was shadowy as the lights were off because he didn't give much attention to the growing murk of sunset. to be honest he didn't care whether it's bright or dark or whether it's day or night because his purpose of life - his koushy, wasn't there to cherish those passing seconds. he half layed there on the couch being dejected, that gloominess on his face was evident for how vulnerable he is without her. staring at the white ceiling for so long he situated on the same place like a lifeless body. His face was vacant, no one could predict what was going inside his mind, not even himself. it was like, his thoughts kept jumping from one thing to another like a monkey. concentrating on any one thing was hard for him to get a final result. Even the air in the atmosphere
Author's pov ding-dong.........ding-dong..........ding-dong Getting annoyed by the doorbell, Koushalya hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed to the main door. It was eight in the morning when she came out taking a bath. She was changing her clothes when she heard the continuous doorbell. with a thought of who it must be, that too early in the morning koushalya had to hurry. being careful with her steps, she walked to the main entrance and opened the door with a frown. it was RAM, standing at her doorstep impatiently waiting for her to open the door. his eyes relaxed as he saw her all fine. " huff...you're fine. that's good, " he said in between heavy breaths while walking inside when koushalya moved aside inviting him in. " what....what ?" Koushalya asked him, puzzled by his unsinkable sentence. " umm..... I was waiting for more than five minutes and you still didn't open the door after three bells, so I feared whether you're okay or not '' his earlier raised heartbeats were no
Author's POV "Stop staring at me " Ram snapped at Varsha, who has been giving him a spouse look from the moment they left from koushalya's apartment. It's been a while since they decided to bid a bye to Koushalya after discussing the further process with her. Koushalya felt better than before after having a soulful conversation with Varsha. all her insecurities of being judged and questioned flew away as Varsha exclaimed how proud she is of her best friend who took such a bold step against everyone. Varsha made her feel so right. Koushalya gained more confidence to face everything and walk by those who question her instead of her abusive husband. She felt so much better than before and all thanks to Varsha. koushalya and Varsha kept discussing more and more, while Ram was still pretending to prepare coffee which he was done preparing an hour ago, yet he didn't want to break the 'ladies' trance of talk so he waited for them
Author's POV her entire body went numb, seeing him right in front of her eyes. Was he there or was it just hallucination? gulping her saliva, Koushalya blinked her eyes several times to see if he vanished away. but not he didn't. He stood there gawking at her as if she was the rarest sight to admire. she realized that it's not her hallucination. he was there for real. Sanjiv smirked watching her go numb and nervous realizing his presence. It gave him chills. He liked that effect he still has on her. His inner beast was happy to know that she is still under his spell, under his control. He felt that thrill of being top of the world after a week of loathing in loneliness. a devilish smirk occurred in the corner of his lips, reminding himself that he still affects her in a way that no one can ever. he was unsure about sneaking inside her apartment, the worst scenario can be her freaking out and c
Author's POV Sanjiv opened his eyes, feeling the bright sunlight directly on his face. as soon as the bright sun rays attacked his tender eyes Sanjiv shut his eyes tightly not being able to recreate the sudden brightness. half opening and flaring his eyes, it took a moment for him to get adjusted to the daylight. yawning in tiny Sanjiv ruffled his hairs along with he rubbed his eyes to get rid of sleepiness. Once he was done with his routine wake-up session, he looked around and found himself in a new place rather than his room. and just then, a few glimpses of last night's events passed in front of his eyes, slowly his mind was stable and began to play clips of scenes which he did yesterday night. growling out of the hangover Sanjiv sat up holding his head as if it would split up. and there went his eyes, he saw her sitting at the corner of the room, hugging her knees as her life depended on it. her head was buried between her knees. Her long wavy thick
Koushalya's POV he left..... he left for real, I walked up to the main door and locked it. I walked towards my room, not before double-checking the doors if I have locked it or not. I know I'm being silly but whatever happened last was so horrible that I'm feeling insecure now. what if he barks inside again? I'm not ready to take risks. She walked up to her room and went inside the bathroom, turning on the shower she quietly sat under the shower folding her knees till her chest. closing her eyes, she left the cold water running over her head to till her toes. A sense of relief hit her feeling the cold water against her stiff muscles. she lost her shoulder a bit and relaxed her body while leaning her back on the wall. The quiet atmosphere gave her comfort. she rewinds everything from start, her marriage with Sanjiv, those starting days of blissful married life where she began to fall for him, his unpredictable nature and her dreams, their first time doing the deeds, and how his touch
Author's POV koushalya's phone biped with a msg alarming her consciousness. with a little difficulty, she opened her heavy eyes and looked at the screen of her phone, it was Ram. gulping her dry throat she gathered all her strength she brought the phone near her face and opened the WhatsUp. *in msg*" Where are you still? by this time you should be here right ? like usual"she read his concern-filled msg and replied to him with maximum words to save her already drained energy. " @ bus stop, can you pick me up? pls " she hit the send button and sat there leaning her head to the pillar of the bus stop, she was sitting beside. again her phone biped with continuous msg from Ram, by this time she knew what would be the msg. so, without even reading that msg, she tapped on the location-sharing option and sent it. Once making sure that her message was delivered she kept the phone down on h
Ram's POV The moment I said those words, my heart went into silent mode. Everything around me seemed so quiet that I could hear her breathing sound. looking at her from the corner of my eyes, I prayed for a positive response from her. I could feel the drop of sweat sliding down from my forehead to my neck, following my chest it vanished somewhere between my hoodie. The moment of nervousness made me sweat in this cold monsoon weather of monsoon. gripping the steering wheel I continued to drive, focusing on the way. It's not like in many movies they show a female lead with a hundred percent good qualities and beautiful features all the time in every station. but NO, life isn't movies nor is she an actress whose job is to perform the role of someones. Here, Koushalya is a real-life character. She has flaws like every human being has. she doesn't act, she lives her role. She makes mistakes, she chooses wrong and she lets out he