Author's POV Without messing up with her, Sanjiv left the room hoping that he could manipulate her better in her mother's presence. Once after he left the room, Koushalya locked the door. turning around she left a long sigh. just a few seconds of his existence in front of her and she already was in misery. putting her clothes on she opened the door with a bang and came out to face her in-laws sitting in the hall, having a tea-talk with her mother. Sanjiv was also sited there, on the other couch like a lost child. it was Sanjiv's backup plan to call his parents too, to make a strong and pleasurable entry at koushalya's place. he knew, no matter what but she would never deny his parents. he wasn't ready to leave any chance that can make her stay with him, so he came up with all he can. in the middle way of driving to his inlaw place, Sanjiv called his parents and told them that koushalya had left the home, leaving her capital chain behind. when his parents asked him if they had any co

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 "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 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

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