Broken promises

Closure - final part

5 YEARS LATER.

In a small yet comfy apartment, the dream catcher hung near the window, its feathers rustling softly in the early morning breeze. it was Saturday and the whole city was asleep in this early hour, a woman was cooking a table full of food in the kitchen humming her favorite song from the 90's.

she was assembling all the dishes one by one at the dining table excited to meet them. after preparing everything she went to freshen up. after having a hot shower she looked herself in the mirror and smiled, she had changed, changed a lot. not in appearance but as a person. 

she walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa waiting for them.

MUSKAN'S POV

These five years were a roller coaster ride for me, many things changed my life took a 180-degree turn but for good. it's been five years since I left that house, the same house where I was never valued.

after that night when Kairav ji came here, we had a heartfelt conversation pouring our hearts to each other. we cried together that night, he left trying to convince me and I wanted to go, give him a chance but something inside me refused. he left from here. I still love him I know but I have lost the respect I had for him.

I never wanted to see that family again but the irony is I am still in touch with them because, after a few days, I got to know that my bhai ji had left something so precious before he left us. Akshara Ji was pregnant with his child. I went there the moment I got the news, everyone was there the goenkas and the birlas including Ms. Manjari Birla.  I was fully prepared to give that woman a piece of my mind if she asked Akshara ji to give up on that baby but surprisingly she didn't, she only said that she would try to accept that child as her grandchild. 

the other family members apologized and asked me to come back but I wasn't going to do that. I left that house. the only thing I was grateful for was that they let me be a part of Akshara's pregnancy. we never talked much as we used to but we understood each other.

and finally, my only family left me alone. my Neela Amma, she went to my bhai ji and I am sure that they would be having their usual gossip now also.

the last thing Amma asked me was to move on and I did. sometimes moving on doesn't mean marrying someone and having a family, it also means leaving the toxic past and starting life anew. tbh, I have never felt that I needed a man to complete me and my biggest inspiration was Arohi Ji.

she was the one who supported me when I needed someone to hold me while was falling into darkness. she set an example to me that a woman can live her life without any other help.

years passed like this and one thing was constant...

she came out of her thoughts hearing the calling bell and soon a wide smile came to her lips.

she opened the door and saw Arohi standing at the doorstep with 3 kids

abhir Ruhi and Navya. the only constant in my life.

I welcomed them inside and the kids were happy with the aroma coming from the dining table.

we all had a great day together, they come to me every Saturday, stay here, and leave on Sunday evening.

and Navya, the mini version of Bhai Ji and the most important person in my life, I am glad that they kept my bhai I as a part of her life. navya knows about her father and how good he was. She loves hearing about her papa and I enjoy sharing every thing about her father with her.

this has been my life and I would like to continue like this, maybe this is the closure I deserve.

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so that's it the story ends here

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