Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Other Woman : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

RAGHAV'S POINT OF VIEW "Tum nahi samajh rahe na, Raghav? Bilkul nahi na?" (You are not understanding, Raghav? Not at all?) Her voice rose in frustration. "Baat ye sab ki nahi hai! Mujhe ek secure future chahiye!" (This is not about all that! I need a secure future!) My hands curled into fists. "Natasha, understand this." I took a deep breath. "Tum kabhi khush nahi reh paogi." (You will never be happy.) My voice dropped, filled with an aching honesty. "Main tumhe ek pati ka pyaar kabhi de nahi paunga... rishta nibha nahi paunga..." (I will never be able to give you a husband's love... I won't be able to fulfill this relationship...) I paused, my throat tightening. "Maine Kiyara ke alawa kisi aur aurat ko kabhi dekha bhi nahi hai... Wo mere liye sab kuch hai, Natasha. Main nahi kar paunga." (I have never seen any other woman besides Kiyara... she is my everything, Natasha. I can't do this.) My voice broke at the end. I turned away, staring at the empty road, my chest

Happy birthday, Raghav15 Years AgoThird Person Point of ViewRaghav : 9Kiyara : 6The orphanage was decorated with colorful balloons and bright streamers, but to Raghav, it all felt meaningless.It was his ninth birthday, yet the celebration wasn't for him-it was for the cameras, the reporters, and his father's public image. His parents stood in the center of the crowded hall, smiling for photographs as they distributed gifts and sweets to the children.The irony is no one even wished him "A Happy Birthday wish"He asked his mother."Mumma can we go to the amusement park tonight... please it's my birthday""Behave raghav.... you better discipline yourself for your tonight's birthday party your father lots of investors would be coming there" And Just like that he smile faded.But Raghav knew better.This wasn't love. This wasn't a celebration. It was just another obligation, just another staged moment to present a perfect family to the world.No one even asked him if he was happy.

RAGHAV'S POINT OF VIEWRaghav :- 19Kiyara :- 16It's been years since I became best friends with my darling Kiyara.And somewhere between our shared childhood and stolen teenage years, she became everything to me.My happiness.My sadness.My pain.My cure.My day.My night.My dream.My nightmare.And... my little troublemaker.She was always there like gravity. Soft, but inescapable.I still remember how she used to take care of me not with loud words or dramatic promises, but with quiet warmth. The kind of care that seeps into your bones before you even realize how much you need it.I remember the day I was excited to show her my guitar signed by my favourite musician.I had to stand for 3 hours. My hands were trembling when I finally brought it home, dreaming of the smile on her face when she'd see it.But when I walked into the house... I found it broken.My dad had smashed it because I forgot that we had an important meeting that day of the concert.I didn't cry. Not then. Not

KIYARA'S POINT OF VIEW My Kiyara,‎I have thought about writing this letter a hundred times, but every time I tried, I ended up either making a mess or getting distracted because, well… you distract me. A lot. Seriously, how am I supposed to focus when you’re always making weird faces at me or arguing over things like whether pineapple belongs on pizza? (It doesn’t, by the way. I will fight you on this.)But let’s get to the point before you start rolling your eyes at me.‎‎Somewhere along the way, between your ridiculous comebacks and your ability to make me want to pull my hair out and adore you at the same time… I fell for you. Hard. And trust me, Kiyara, I’m usually very good at maintaining my balance, but with you? I tripped, stumbled, and completely crashed‎You are my best friend, my personal headache, my chaos, and somehow… my peace.‎‎I love the way you pretend to be tough but cry over puppies in commercials. I love how you steal my hoodies and then yell at me when I try

KIYARA'S POINT OF VIEW I looked up to see Sumit, my old school friend. The tall, charming, annoyingly perfect one with a smile that could sell toothpaste."Kiyara!" he beamed, completely ignoring the giant work of hard graphite sitting infront of me. "Oh my God, it's been forever!""Yeah, so forever that I almost didn't recognize you.." I said clearly embarrassed from the sudden outburst taking another sip from Raghav's coffee when he didn't notice."Yeah.. you look so amazing and different than before better actually" Sumit complimented me Opps..I swear I heard Raghav choke on his coffee. "Better? Amazing?" he muttered under his breath. "What, did she look like a mosquito squashed under a boot before?"I kicked him under the table. Hard.Sumit pulled up a chair without asking ... bold move, and we started catching up. Well, I was catching up. Raghav was sitting there like a wild cat watching someone pet its human.Sumit laughed, leaning a little closer to me. "Ignore him. You look