𝑩𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 |18+

86) Vulnerable

It was the longest night of their life. Every tick of the clock was like one step closer to something haunting.

The three men found themselves outside the room she was sleeping in, on the floor near to the door.

The heaviness that they carried in their chest was immeasurable.

The night was the longest so was their sorrow.

On the other side of the wall, Aadya could not find the sleep in her eyes either.

She was physically unfazed but mentally entirely restless.

She laid on the blank bed, looking up at the ceiling and going through everything that happened.

A huge part of her knew everyone was going through the same thing but a small part of her blamed them for everything.

She could tolerate what happened between her and Digvijay. However what Vikram confessed was entirely out of her tolerance. And Rudra... more than anger she was concerned for him.

He never had a panic attack before that too in a delicate situation where they were too intimate to think about anything else.

In the middle of the thoughts and inner rants finally tiredness enclosed her mind and slowly she drifted into a deep slumber.

....

The next day -

The triumvirate waited for their wife all dressed up in their signature suits and pants.. It was 7 in the morning. They will leave for the Airport. It was time to go back to their real home.

They looked at one another, all three of them having questions of their own to ask but not even one of them could eye contact with each other let alone having a thought of maintaining it with Aadya.

"I never thought even in my worst thoughts that you will kiss another woman after whatever we feel for aadya," Rudra broke the silence, his hands tucked inside his pockets and shoes brushing away the invisible dust from the floor as looking down at the floor he asked.

His question was directed to Vikram who was too deep into solemnity. His hands joined together over his thighs and head down out of shame and guilt as he sat on the couch, shoulders sludged as ever.

"I don't know...," he said in a small voice before letting go of a frustrated sigh," I don't know brother, how could I do that !" He exhaled out of frustration,"I can sense Aadya by her smell. By that rare gaze through which she looks at me so I don't know how the fuck I did what I did last night. Yes when I had first seen her I was literally imagining her in every other person but after getting my darling I never did something like that no matter how drunk I was. Then why did I do what I did last night......I have no idea."

By the end of his sentence tiredness completely enraptured him and his shoulders slouched more, in one night his face was looking tired and pale. He looked nothing like a Mafia King. Instead he looked like a loser who had lost the most valuable thing of his life.

"Aren't you gonna say something to me ? Perhaps an advice or a lecture on how should I have not fucked up," Vikram said looking at Digvijay who was standing by the end railing with his hands crossed across his chest and face as blank as ever, looking down as ashamed as the other two to meet anyone's eyes.

Digvijay slowly looked up at Vikram and then moved his eyes to Rudra.

Both of them were looking at him with some kind of expectations, he knew what that look meant.

He was older than both of them by age and experience.

His silent personality has always helped them in seeing the situation much clearly but today even the silent older brother was speechless and as lost as them.