IT'S ALL ON NEWS

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ISHITA SHARMA

It was all on news.

There were hate comments on the news pages. 

I didn't like it. 

I don't like it now either. 

I shut my bedroom door and locked myself in last night after that incident. 

What on earth did I ever do to her that she has ruin an important day in my life?

I always tried to be good to her or my step-mother. 

I tried my best to be the perfect child. 

I don't care about me but I do care about my Rana Sa's reputation. 

People have already started opposing his choice to marry me on social media and calling me names.

I heard soft knocks on my bedroom door. 

"Ishu. Love it's me. Please open the door" Ranveer spoke from the other side of the door.

 I didn't answer.

 Knocks on the door became a little stronger and harsh. 

I didn't bulge from my place nor speak a word. The door suddenly opens with a loud thud.

RANVEER RATHODE

Last night she left with her family after that incident. 

She looked hurt and sad. 

I tried calling her but her phone was switched off. 

My messages were undelivered. 

I want to hold her close to me and tell her that it's fine. 

Ever since the incident there have been negative comments about her, about us. 

People who liked her were now disapproving my marriage with her. 

Like they think it will make any difference. 

I am done now. 

I need to see her NOW else I don't know what I'll do. 

I rush to her home.

I see her grandparents and Avinash sitting in the living room stressed. 

They got up as soon as they saw me. 

"Why are you all sitting like this? Where is Ishita?" I ask. 

"She has locked herself up in her room. She hasn't come out since yesterday. We thought to give her some space yesterday but today morning she refused to come out too" her dadi explained.

 "I'll go and check her" I say and rush upstairs towards her room.

I look at the locked door.

 I knock softy "Ishu. Love it's me. Please open the door" 

I didn't get any answer so I knocked a little harder still no response. 

I use all my strength to push the door open with force and it does open. I enter only to see my bubble of joy sitting in a corner and crying. 

She hasn't even changed from last night and I don't even think she slept. 

I broke my heart to see her devastated and broken. 

She looks at me with her teary eyes. "

Ishu, baby please don't cry" I say while walking to her and I kneel in front of her. 

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