Her Hope

Chapter 30💌

Hey Lovelies,❤️

First of all thank you very much for sharing your thoughts on my question. I go with majority votes. And hope you will like my choice and support me through this journey.

I am sorry if you feel bad about my decision and the male lead was not your choice. ✌️Sooooooooooorry lovelies ♥️

And this chapter was most awaited... This time it was not Kayal😉

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Karthik's POV...

I came to my room and directly went to the bathroom. Opening the shower I stood under the cold water to control the heat radiating out of my body.

Today I told everything which I have caged inside my heart for thirteen years. These thirteen years were pure hell to me. I only knew how much agony and pain I went through. In one point I could not bear it. And that agony turned into frustration, the frustration turned into rage. The range, that I could not touch or feel or share the pain of my love, when she was only in the distance of my hand. The circumstances and the situations made that harder than before when years passing.

When I was a hot blooded teenager I could not control myself. So I got into fights and started to smoke to vent out my frustration. That became a huge issue when our principal caught us on the spot. That day my father beat me to dead. And still I remember how she cried when my father hit me. She also got some shots when she jumped into middle to save me. Even my own sister tried few times but stopped in the afraid of my father's hitting . For that too my father started to blame her because of her only I turned into waste peace. After that I attended counselling sessions to avoid all these things because I do not want to create another new reason for her to get my father's tantrums . Only for her and my mom I tried hard to change myself. And successfully I overcame from that habit.

After that I started to concentrate on my study to control my emotions. But that was not enough for me. I wanted to implement myself in some hard ways . So I started to go boxing classes. In starting my father did not allow me but since I completed my high school with successful grades he gave me permission. Apart from everything the one thing Brought me peace was the moment at morning and night when I see her face. Whole day I wait for her hand made food and few glimpse of her look.

I closed my eyes and thought about that day. Still I remember that particular day very well when my mom took promise from me,while she was on her death bed to look after her and my sister without any problems . I was fourteen at that time. My mom knew that our father was not fond of her. That is why she told me the whole past story and made me promise .

We no one dared to say that she was not our family. When my mom passed away she also cried and starved like us. Kavya had our father and me to lean on to cry. But she did not had anyone . From the young age onwards she knows that my father did not like her presence so she did not try to disturb any one of us. I too did not try to persuade her because I know my father will punish her for that. But on that day I took oath to look after her , even staying from long distance.

I also could not control my pain after the lose of my loving mom. However I managed since I have two persons to look after. My mom believed me that's why she asked me to look after them. I do not want to disappoint her on her decision . I helped to father with every funeral arrangements. Because he was too devastated for the lose of our gem.

Time passed like that and I started to keep an eye on her for her safe. Since she was not my own sister first I started to look after her as my obligation, who was my uncle's abundant daughter. Day by day, gradually that obligation turned into genuine caring. I started to keep her necessity things even she did not ask from anyone. Sometimes I have helped through third persons because I do not want to show her that it was me.