Mohabbatein only love

Part 51

Annaya's POV

I felt my heart stop working. I still can't believe what I heard. I want all this to be a dream, and if it is, then it's the worst dream. But no, this is reality. He is right in front of me, standing with her, hand in hand. My eyes are not ready to move from him.

 I gulped the lump, tears threatening to fall, but I controlled myself, digging my nails into my palm flesh.

"Oh, congratulations! So happy for you both," I said, forcing a smile. I know they saw it was a fake, forced smile. 

I don't know what is happening; I just want to leave or else I'll end up crying, which I don't want. Giving one last glance...

I started walking away. My family was calling me, but no, I couldn't stay, or else I would break down. As I descended the stairs, it started raining again. The guards were coming towards me, but I stopped them in their tracks by showing my palm. 

"Don't dare to follow me," I said and went ahead. The rain drenched me completely, and tears were streaming down my face. I was just walking on the streets, not knowing where I was headed. I didn't know anything; only Abhimanyu's words were ringing in my ears: "Meet my wife, meet my wife."

"Ahhhh, stop, please stop!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, closing my ears as I collapsed on the floor.

"Please stop," as it was hurting me very badly.

I'm hating myself now. I only wanted all this. I only wanted Abhimanyu to move on, right? So, he is moving, so why am I not happy?

I should be happy, right? But why am I not? Why do I want to be in Nupur's place? I wanted was finally happening; Abhimanyu finally moving on, but why am I not happy? Why, why?

Why did I make my life hell? Why now? Why am I feeling so bad seeing them together Why do I want to be in her place? I let out everything that was there. Tears were falling, and rain also pouring, making me completely drenched.

This life is very tough, and I can't bear all this I am really hating myself This is all happening because of me.

I made Abhimanyu's life hell, and I should now be happy he is moving on. He deserves to be happy; he really deserves to be happy.

Getting up again, I headed onto the road. Why am I left alone always? Why

 My head aching so badly that it feels like the pain will rip me apart.

I stopped a taxi which was passing by. "Madam ji, are you fine?" he asked, looking at me from top to bottom in a concerned way.

"Yes, I am. Can you drop me?" I replied.

"Yeah, sure, I will. Please sit."

I sat inside and told the driver the address. I was just looking out of the window. The rain had gradually stopped, but droplets were still falling slowly.

Resting my head on the headrest of the seat, tears were still leaving my eyes. "Madam ji, are you fine?" the driver asked, seeing me from the rearview mirror.

"Yes, I'm fine," I nodded, but he was still not convinced but nodded.

Then my eyes stopped at a garden. There was a cute couple, maybe in their twenties, looking drenched. I think they were playing in the rain. How cute.

I don't know when my eyes got shut. I woke up as someone was calling me, and I saw the driver.

"Madam ji, we reached," he said, and I nodded. Then I remembered I didn't have cash or my mobile to pay him online.

I started thinking. "Madam ji, what happened?" he asked.

"Huh, actually I was a bit stuttering. I don't have cash or my mobile to pay you online."