*Navya Pov*
“I will not give you one!” he shouted after I closed the door.
You need to Suhas otherwise I don’t think I can live like this forever with you. I lay on the bed with increasing headache and closed my eyes.
So I was right about the kiss and why did I still wish that I wasn’t right. Why am I wishing that this is not at all true, even after hearing this from his words?
What is more hurting are Di and Jiju know about this on the reception day itself. They know about Suhas's true intentions, but they didn’t warn me at all.
If they had done that, then I would have been careful near him and would not have been so normal with him. And maybe wouldn’t have fallen for him.
He lied to me that day when we are leaving Bhopal that he doesn’t love Di anymore, but he does. Now when I know that he already lied to me how I can bring myself into hearing his words, which will be nothing but lies.
Why am I feeling that something is hurting here? I thought, rubbing my chest.
I thought about Suhas and couldn’t help but only feel love for him. I want to hate him! I want to hate him so much, but I can’t even though I am trying so much.
“Dad! Mom!” I mumbled sobbing. I want to meet you and forget this pain.
But I know I can’t because when you get to know that the person whom you thought as perfect is hurting your daughter you guys will be broken.
I held my hands together and then felt some cloth covering them. I opened my eyes to look at them and saw that they are covered in bandages.
Then I looked down to see that I am in my nightwear. He did all this, but why? Why is he still acting like he cares for me when he doesn’t?
He cares only for my sister, and as I look like her partly he is doing this for me. I thought and cried for my own thought.
Now I can understand why he doesn’t love me. He could do everything with me along with taking care of me, but he couldn’t bring himself to say those words or feel them for me as he knows inside that I am not her.
What happened to me? I never thought like this about someone so negatively, but now it feels like this is the best thing I can do.
I heard a few more knocks, in the middle, but I don’t even want to get up. I looked at the clock continuously wishing that it turns backward.
It turns back to the time when I got Jiju’s phone and this time I will not ask him to visit us.
Then I started wishing for it to turn back nearly three months back when I first met him while he is leaving my house. Wishing that my boss didn’t give me that promotion that day and made me stay in my office for some more time.
But this all happened and here I am looking at the clock sighing. Will it feel like this forever or will it be good later?
I need someone near me to answer all these questions. I need someone near me to tell me that everything will be fine. I need someone, and I need them right now.
In the evening, someone knocked on the door and said, “I am Padma, dear.”
I got up from the bed and opened the door to see her standing there holding my phone. I looked at it confused and took it to see so many missed calls from his mom.
“Your phone is ringing from the morning. It is on the table, so I brought it to you.” she said, and I nodded at her.
“Are you ok? You didn’t have any food. Even Suhas didn’t and also didn’t go to the office.” She asked worriedly.
“I am fine Aunty. Can you do me a small favor?” I asked her when she nodded I asked her to prepare some little curry for him for the dinner as I already forgot for lunch.
When she left I closed the door and looked at the phone in my hand. How can I talk to her and not let her know about this?
Do I have the ability to fake something in front of anyone? I questioned myself and I already know the answer. I can’t do it no matter how much I will try so I put it in silent mode and placed it on the bedside table.
I feel my throat completely dry after some time, so I walked out of the room to see that the whole house is dark. I looked at the mobile and saw it was already 9.
I switched on the lights in the hall and walked inside the kitchen. When I saw that he didn’t even have dinner, I placed some food on the plate and walked into our room. No! His room and I need to think like that from this day forwards.
When he opened the door after I knocked he looked at me completely shocked. I gestured at him toward the plate in my hands, and he took it.
I removed my hands immediately because I don’t want him to touch me. Whenever he touches I couldn’t help but feel that he is touching me thinking me as my sister.
I know I shouldn’t think like that, but I can’t change what I am feeling right. Maybe this thinking will go away by the passing time.
“Navya!” he mumbled.
I flinched and said, “Don’t call me by her name.”
“Why are thinking like that Navya? I am calling you by your name only and not by her name.” he asked looking at me.
What can I tell him why am I thinking like this? Because I don’t even know why I am hearing her name every time he is calling me.
“Have your Dinner!” I said and moved away to leave.
“Did you?” he asked, stopping me and I shook my head.
“I will not eat until you eat.” He said stubbornly.
Why do you care? That’s the question roaming in my mind.
“If you do not eat correctly, on time, and if you do not go to your office, then I will leave this house.” I said frowning.
“You will not!” he said, looking at me shocked.
“I will! And if you know me a little, which will be a surprise, but if you do, then you will know that I don’t want anyone to suffer.” I said, and he closed his eyes.
“Your staff will suffer if you don’t work, and you will suffer if you don’t eat so please don’t skip both.” I added sighing.
“What about you?” He asked opening his eyes.
“Why do you care?” I asked him out loud and turned after a few minutes when I didn’t get the answer.
“You are my wife!” he shouted when I turned.
“Which I don’t want to be anymore.” I mumbled clearly so that he can hear it and moved away.
I drifted off into sleep thinking am I reacting unnecessarily? But what can I do when it is hurting so much.
“Navya! Navya, wake up.” I felt someone shaking me.
“I am Navya!” I mumbled and hid my face even more into the pillow.
“I know! Now get up.” I felt them shaking me again.
I groaned and opened my eyes to see the person whom I thought I will not. I looked at the person, in confusion, then looked at the clock to see it is already afternoon.
What is she doing here?