|Agastya|
She's kissing Aditya. Passionately. Like her life depends on him. She's letting him kiss and devour her on each and every part of her body, where I had claimed her.
She's wearing nothing but his shirt, that covers her mid thigh, she's making a wish, clasping her hands, in front of a lit cake, while he kisses on her neck and she giggles, melting at his touch.
"Happy Birthday my love!" He whispers in her ears.
She cuts the cake and Aditya smears his finger covered in cream, on her cheek and licks it up, making her blush.
Aditya is bare chested, for they were making love before celebrating. She kisses him again, almost eating him as her savoury.
The shirt is tossed and Natasha instantly moans at the sweet pain she feels down there as Aditya fucks her. They mumble "I love you" for the camera, shutting the video recording.
Below this video, lies the same picture he had posted with Lavanya a few days back and a message that reads -
"Thought a lot, what should I gift you on Natasha's birthday eve, this year. Found these assets in my gallery and no gift couldn't be better than this. You will agree, right? I hope she's fine in heaven. And about Lavanya, I can assure you, I'll take good care of her. Just kissed her moments ago. I'll be good to her, I promise."
I never accessed Natasha's phone after her death. It's still present in the locker, untouched. Whatever I knew of her affair, was through what she used to tell me. This is the first time, I have got to see something with my own eyes. And it hurts.
I thought I have moved on, but her betrayal just doesn't stop hurting.
I was out of the country, for a conference, with my team which was covering it. I couldn't postpone it or cancel it. I remember being grim and sad about not being able to attend my dearest wife's birthday. At that time I knew nothing about her affair with Aditya. She lied to me on my face that she would be missing me on her birthday, and when I called her to wish, she said that she dozed off and couldn't pick up the call.
I feel like a fool.
Worshipping Natasha like some goddess reaped me unfaithfulness, betrayal and insecurity. And all this has made me what I am today.
I understood Lavanya's feelings so late, that I have lost her.
Everything is wiring my brain the wrong way, I dont know what to do. Natasha's birthday cake is lying on the center table, with beautiful candles waiting to be lit, while I was drinking because I missed her.
Only half an hour is left to celebrate Natasha's birth anniversary.
It has become a ritual for me to cut her birthday cake, irrespective of what we did to each other. It's the least I can do.
But I don't know anymore. After witnessing what I just saw, I don't know what I should do.
I pour some more in my glass, to now, mourn her birthday.
"To you and your fucking betrayal. Cheers Nats!" I chuckle, loudly.
"Cheers!" I hear her.
Natasha!
Not again.
These hallucinations will kill me one day.
"Cheers Agastya!" I see her visage.
Not again! After two long years. When I am at my weakest, I don't want to -
"Didn't you say, it was the last time you are coming to see me?" I force a dead laugh, upon seeing her, looking devilish and pretty in her yellow sundress.
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The Blurred Lines
Romance"Oh Love! You are finally here. And I" he took a pause and roared with a sly smile "am NOT AT ALL pleased." He looked at me, as if I am his prey. Well he's a beast nonetheless. "Stop calling me Lav. It's Lavanya for you." I replied, with fierceness...
