Naina's POV
The best birthday of my life.
The birthday where I lost my most precious gift.
No.
This can't happen.
I can't loose Ranveer.
I have to explain him.
I have to tell him everything.
I have to tell Ranveer everything about Sameer and our plan but then how everything changed as he captured my heart and my heart started craving for him.
I ran towards the hall but he was not in the hall.
Where had he gone?
I tried to call his number but it was unreachable.
Finally, the tears which I was trying to control rolled down my cheeks.
How did everything turned upside down in a second?
He saw us in the restaurant and that’s why from the last few days he was acting weird with me.
I love you Ranveer.
Where are you?
I want to explain myself to you.
I never thought that my past will ruin my present and future.
My past?
No.
Sameer was not even my past.
He was nobody in my life other than my mistake.
My foolish mistake.
My foolish mistake which ruined my beautiful life.
Ranveer, where are you?
I want to explain everything to you.
Maybe he is at Mom's house.
I called Mom. After few seconds Mom picked up the call.
"Hello Naina,” I heard her voice and wiped my tears.
"Hell..o.. m..om..How are you?" I tried not to cry but tears were not stopping.
I once again wiped my tears.
"I am fine and how are you?" she asked.
Ranveer was not there otherwise she would have told me by now.
"Mom another call is coming. I will call you later,” I said and cut the call and again tears rolled down my cheeks.
Why did Sameer call me ?
I thought you will never contact me after we met at the restaurant but I was so wrong.
I remember how Ranveer looked at me.
I saw hatred in his eyes.
He hated me.
And how foolish I am. I was waiting for him.
I thought he is planning something to surprise me on my birthday.
And he surprised me.
I slapped myself.
"You foolish girl? How foolish are you? He hates you and you were waiting for his gift,” I screamed to myself and was continuously slapping myself and after some time I didn't care about anything and screamed loudly.
Best gift Ranveer has given me today and that is,
His hatred.
I can never forget the way he was looking at me.
The eyes which were filled with love and care is now filled with hatred.
"Naina, you deserve this. You deserve every ounce of his hatred,” I again screamed to myself.
Ranveer I love you.
Yes, I made many mistakes in my life but the best thing I have done is to love you.
Where are you?
I want to explain everything to you.
I wiped my tears and called his number and this time he didn't pick the call.
Is he okay?
Did something happen to him?
Ranveer, please come home.
I opened the door to find him with a bouquet or red roses.
"Happy Birthday Naina,” he said as he gave me the bouquet and kissed me on the forehead.
"I was so upset when I didn’t saw you after I woke up," I said with a pout.
"I had plans for you so I had to come home early but before that I have to finish few meeting and that’s why I left early and I was so busy that I couldn't even call,” he said as he removed his tie and went to freshen up.
So he is planning something for me.
I knew it.
He came out of the washroom and as usual only a towel was wrapped around his waist.
Every time when he comes out of shower only a towel wrapped around his waist it does something to me.
"Sweetheart, it's all yours. You can have me anytime you want but now go ang get ready, we are getting late,” he said as he pulled me in his arms.
I hid my face in his chest shyly and his laughter echoed through the room.
"Where are we going?" I asked after few seconds.
"It's a surprise,” he said and once again asked me to get ready.
After minutes of deciding what to wear, I wore an yellow kurti with green leggings, did my hair and minimal makeup.
"Beautiful,” I heard a voice and looked through the mirror that he was ready in his white shirt and jeans.
"Handsome,” I said as he came behind me and wrapped his hands around my stomach.
"Once we come back home I will not leave you but now let's hurry up,” he whispered in my ear and before I could say anything he left.
We locked the door and sat in the car.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Patience baby, patience,” he said and I looked around the road to see whether the road was familiar but I was wrong.
Where is he taking me?
The roads are also not familiar.
"What are you thinking?" he asked.
"You know I was never so excited for my birthday but this year I am very excited and you know why?" I asked but he was looking at me without saying anything.
"Arre, ask me why and then I will tell you,” I said and he chuckled.
"Why?" he asked, finally.
"Because this year you are with me. My first birthday with you,” I told him and he smiled.
"What do you do every year?" he asked.
"Nothing. Early morning I go to the nearby temple then I used to go to college and Dad used to make kheer for dinner on the occasion of my birthday. Kheer was the only thing special on my birthday, other than that it was an usual day but today I am so excited to spend my first birthday with you,” I told him.
Continuously I was hearing a noise and I opened my eyes and looked at my surrounding and I remembered what happened few hours ago.
So I fell asleep and I was dreaming.
Again the ringtone of my mobile cut off my thoughts.
I looked at the screen and Ranveer was calling me.
I hurriedly picked up the call.
"Hello Ranveer where are.."
"Are you Mr. Ranveer Singhania's wife?" someone asked from the other side of the phone.
Is Ranveer okay?
Please god don’t let anything happen to him.
"Hello,” again someone said.
"Yes I am Naina Singhania, Ranveer Singhania's wife," I said as I prayed to go to keep him safe.
"Mam I am the bartender of Nightlife Club. Mam we are closing the club, but sir is so drunk that he could not even take a step. In his mobile your number was saved as 'wifey’ that's why I called you,” someone from the other side said.
What?
He is drunk.
He doesn't drink.
"Mam?" I heard the same voice again.
"Okay, I will come in half an hour,” I said and cut the call.
I don’t know where the club is and it's almost 12 a.m. I don’t know whether I will get a cab or not.
I called Daya uncle.
Thank god I saved his number few days back.
He didn’t pick the call.
Maybe he is sleeping.
I called him one more time.
Finally after few rings he picked the call.
"Hello mam,” he said as soon he picked the phone.
"Uncle sorry for calling you at this hour of night but I need your help,” I said.
"Yes mam?" he asked.
"Uncle I got a call from Nightlife club. Ranveer is so drunk that he couldn’t even walk. I don’t know where the club is and I don’t think I will get a cab. Can you please come with me?" I pleaded.
"Ranveer sir never drinks. Anyways I will come to your house and we will go there on my cycle,” he said and cut the call.
It's all because of me. He is drunk because of me. I changed myself in black kurti and white leggings.
Thank god!
At least he is fine.
Don’t cry, Naina.
He is fine and you have to be strong for him.
For the first time my mind was right.
After some time Daya uncle met me in front of our house and in half an hour we were in front of the club.
I noticed Ranveer's car is parked.
We went in the club and finally I saw Ranveer sitting and drinking something.
"Ranveer,” I called and ran towards him.
"Naina..." he said as he looked at me.
"Come on let’s go,” I said as I took the glass away from him and kept it aside.
I tried to held him in my arms but he pushed me.
"No...I...I....I...don’t wan...t to go,” he said and again sat on the chair.
He was so drunk that he couldn't even utter a sentence.
"How fooli...foolish I am. How foo..l...foolish I am,” he was continuously saying the same thing.
I controlled my tears as this is not right time to cry .
"Let's go,” uncle said and pulled him in his arms and went towards the parking lot.
"Madam, sir left these,” bartender said and gave me a bouquet of red roses.
"Thank you for your help,” I said and left.
"Madam can you drive?" uncle asked and I nodded in a no.
"Don’t worry I can drive, I will drop you at home and come here to bring my cycle,” he said and once again I thanked him.
I opened the car and sat beside Ranveer whose has drifted off to sleep and uncle started driving the car.
"Foolish...I am foolish,” Ranveer was continuously mumbling in his sleep and finally the tears which I was controlling for so long rolled down my cheek.
I caressed his cheek.
What have I done?
I ruined everything.
I broke him.
I have never seen him like this.
He was always so careful and logical and today he couldn't even take care of himself.
All because of me.
Finally we reached home and Daya uncle helped me to take me to our room and we both laid him on the bed.
"Thank you,” I thanked him one more time.
"Take care of sir,” he said and left.
I removed his shoes and socks and then started to unbutton his shirt but he jerked my hand away.
"No...." he shouted.
"Wife..wife,” he was mumbling but I didn’t understand what he was saying and again started unbuttoning his shirt but he again jerked my hand away.
"I have a wife,” he said and I was shocked but after few seconds I realized what he is saying.
That's why I love him so much.
My husband.
He thought I was some other woman and that's why he was jerking my hand away.
Finally after few attempts I removed his shirt and laid my head on his chest.
My peace.
My home.
This is where I belong.
"Foo..fool I....fool..." he was chanting continuously.
I never thought this day would come but everything happened because of me.
"I am sorry Ranveer,” I said.
"Foooli..Foolish,” he was continuously mumbling in his sleep.
He was so hurt.
I broke everything we made.
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