Trust is what you say to each other:
I stand behind you because I trust you to lead the way.
I lead the way, because I know you always have my back.
The moment they got out of the taxi, Aishwarya strode past everyone and walked straight to the manager, who was surprisingly present even at that late hour. After speaking to him for few moments she gestured everyone to follow her to an open garden restaurant in the back.
Even though the rain had stopped, one could still feel the strong winds as the trees around in the garden swayed violently to and fro.
Once they all were seated, Aishwarya turned her gaze on Aryan for the first time and spoke with gritted teeth, her face flushed with hatred and spite for the one who managed to survive all th
"Did you trust me at all in all this time we were together? I was your best friend and I used to hero worship you as a kid. I used to share everything with you, yet you never thought of reaching out to me in all these years. Even now, after meeting me as Aryan, you couldn't trust me to reveal your name. How do I believe in your love if you don't believe me, don't trust me?" She asked him tearfully. The trusting and Open Dev whom you hero worshipped so much, had died when his parents were brutally murdered Chandni!" Aishwarya felt like laughing aloud at the happy turn of events. Chandni's stupid and naïve nature has saved her just like she expected. The drizzle stopped suddenly but they could still hear lightning and thunder far away. "Here we go again!! Stop talking
How the next few days dragged on, no one knew. Chandni was admitted to the local hospital and was weaving in and out of consciousness with a delirious fever. All they could hear was her speaking in her sleep, mumbling Aryan's name, but when she was awake, she would just cry continuously and refused to eat anything. She forbade everyone even to speak about Aryan or take his name, let alone meet him. Aryan's friends were released from custody the next day but Naik refused to release Aryan, in spite of multiple attempts by his friends and Sanjay. Sanjay reminded Aryan's friends to call Nani and explain the delay in their return, but not reveal anything that happened there. He arranged for accommodation for Alkesh and Sahil, and gave them enough money to look after themselves. Finally, on the third day, Chandni was discharged from hospital and Sanjay booked a flight ticket back to Allahabad as he thought that
Chandni's POV:It's been weeks since I stepped out of my room but I had no desire to go anywhere, not even see my parents. I closed my eyes and swallowed the tears which again threatened to erupt as Aryan's words kept ringing in my ears."Chandni, DON'T YOU EVER DARE TO FORGET!!! YOU ARE MY WIFE!! YOU ARE MY MINE AND WE BELONG TO EACH OTHER!!"I was his, body and soul, trusting him blindly and loving with all I had and what did I get in return??Nothing... not even an explanation except those few words that day. He couldn't even bother to call me at least once in all these weeks! Good for him because I wasn't pining for him either. I smiled at my own lies and stupidity.This is what my days and nights were
"What do you want, Chandni?" He asked me instead of answering my question. I got frustrated again. Why doesn't he understand? If my marriage is nullified, at least they have one less thing to be ashamed of. An unwed daughter is much less of a burden than a married but abandoned daughter! I had been steeling myself for the past few weeks to live my life without Aryan. That was the least I can do to make sure my parents' reputation in the city is not tarnished. "I... I don't want to be married to him anymore. What is marriage Daddy? Is it defined by a piece of paper that he went to great lengths to arrange? On that piece of paper which was supposed to solemnize our bond, I didn't even know what my husband's name was. He hid his name while I was signing. Is that what husbands do to their wives? A marriage that was based on a lie, how can it be a marriage? You te
Warning : Parts of this chapter are strictly for mature 18+ readers as it deals with issues like suicide.I can't believe he is my Dev!! My Dev would never have said such things about Daddy. Daddy loved Dev... he was like the son he never had and when Miku came along he was doubly happy. I couldn't even imagine how hurt Daddy must have felt to hear such horrible things from Aryan! But of course, as usual Daddy didn't say a thing and was even trying to protect Aryan!!I cursed myself for my carelessness and ignorance as well as my bad luck, but most of all I cursed the man who was responsible for my fate!! How can I face my friends in college and the neighborhood? And what about my education? I have just started my degree, I am not qualified at anything nor know any skill. How can I become a mother? I didn't know anything about babies. My heart pounded loudly with all the te
Chandni's POV If my looks could kill, I would have destroyed Mr Vikram Mathur then and there. The cool breeze fanning my face did nothing to soothe my raging mood. "As to getting out here, I will definitely do that, once you get on your cute scooter and ride back home. The mobile reception is quite good here because of the nearby tower and it will take me just a few seconds to call your parents and tell them about your misadventure." He took out his phone from his pocket and to my utter annoyance, was still blocking me from going towards the edge of the hill. I looked defiantly at him for some moments but I knew he had a point and I definitely didn't want to distress my parents further, while I am still alive. I walked back angrily towards my scooter but gave him one sweeping glance.
"Well, your mother does sound like a horrible person, Oops sorry... I will try to keep my opinions to myself. But if I were in your position and if my mother did that midwife thing to me, I would hate her for the rest of my life. But let's leave my opinions aside. Even all that does not make her a murderer. So, do you think that Aryan was telling plain lies? For what purpose exactly? And what happened in these 10 years that he had to hide from everyone, get a new name and never contact anyone, especially you?? He and his family must have definitely felt that his life was in danger to take such extreme steps. Maybe someone did kill his parents but blamed your parents for it, and he is under that misunderstanding. But all that we would never know, until you speak to him personally and sort out." He sighed deeply, as if he was glad that he finished what he had to say. "ME talk to HIM? No!! It is not going to
Chandni's POV continued.... After fretting over my mother and her extravagant plans, I lazed back in my favorite armchair and closed my eyes for a fraction and suddenly the memories of events from last week flooded my mind. That wind which swept across my face as I looked down on the steep hill and then suddenly, Vikram's strong hand pulled me back! I jolted out of my reminisces and looked around, glad to be in the safety cocoon of my room. What a fool I was, ever to think of ending my life like that! I felt suddenly so grateful to Vikram and his words came to haunt me. I remember the card he gave me. I clumsily searched for it everywhere and finally found it. I had planned on calling Vikram last night but completely forgot about it, after my emotional breakdown with