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B E L L A

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B E L L A

He lied. He lied to me. He lied to all of us. All of these was just his wretched plan to get what he needed. A mere attempt to distract his enemy as I heard. Even his family didn't knew about his attempt on a suicide mission.

I sat there watching reporters in the news giving the details of what's happening. We have been waiting for him to officially release from all the charges. My father and his were already inside finishing the formalities.

Not for a second that man had thought what would happen to his family after this. He risked his reputation and others for what? All my begging and crying, fighting with the law—was for nothing.

Everyone was waiting for him to arrive as it's almost time. It's nine- thirty which means he'll be here in half an hour.

"Hey, you okay?" I let out sigh but nodded watching Isha sat beside me.

"Coffee?" I gave her a soft smile and took the cup from her. The bitter taste of coffee hit my taste buds. It's refreshing.

"You seem to be in deep thoughts." She gave me a look which says I'm like an open book. I sighed. I can't focus. Even when I found out what Mahir's true intentions and his idiotic attempts to risk everything he had ever build but all I could think about was—the kiss.

He kissed me and I kissed him back. Any rational person with a rational brain would have stopped or atleast try to but I was shamelessly kissing my sister's ex fiance who happens to be my bestfriend's brother and who also happens to be my husband.

My fingers involuntarily moved to touch my lips, I could still feel his lips on me, the very essence of his sweetness. Those stars swirling in my head were the witness of my sweet sin. It's still lingering in every bone in my body and I hate it.

I hate that I liked it. I hate that I'm craving for it more. And I even hate myself more that not even for a fraction of second I had thought about Rudra. It was like Mahir consumed me completely depriving me of my senses.

Why did he kissed me? He hates me right? He said so many times then why.

I'm stuck in my own unending torment of emotions. I've claimed to like Rudra and at the same time I'm drawn to his brother. This is absurd. I'm going practically insane because all I could think is Mahir.

The very person who blamed me for every misfortune in his life, who hate me for my sister's betrayal.

My sister —Aria what I'm going to say to her? That I kissed her fiance? That as absurd as it sounds I feel myself wanting him even knowing this all would end in four months.

What about Rudra? What he'll think of me if he knew about that I kissed his brother?

My chain of endless thoughts came to a stop when I heard the footsteps. My throat went dry when Rudra walked in followed by my father and brother.

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 ✓Where stories live. Discover now