Chapter 35

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~~Nandini's POV~~
I wake up and find myself in a similar surrounding. I turn and find my Manik shirtless, sleeping on his stomach with his arm around my waist. What am I doing here? What the hell happened last night? This is his room. Shit! Did we? Wait, what? I try to get up but I find myself being pulled down. Ouch! My head! God! What the hell! I hold my head and sit up. How did I get here? Where are my kids? Why can't I remember anything? Wait a minute... Did I get drunk last night? I just had a cup of coffee right? Or maybe Manik spiked it? I have to find out. First, I need to find the kids. I jump out of the bed and wash my face. I gotta do something with my head too. It hurts so badly. I freshen up. I come out of the bathroom and see Manik standing there with a glass of black coffee, I guess?

Nandini: "Manik, how did I get here?" I almost shout at him.

Manik: "You were drunk last night. Here you go, drink this and get ready. I'll drop you home. Naman is waiting for you." He says in a soft voice. I never drink. He must've spiked my drink, if I did have any.

Nandini: "Manik, answer me." This time I almost scream.

Manik: "You will remember soon. Now just drink this coffee and I'll drop you."

Nandini: "You spiked my coffee na?"

Manik: "What? Have you lost it? Why would I?"

Nandini: "Oh just stop acting Mr. Malhotra. Tumhe kya lagta hai? I'm a fool? Mujhe tumhare yeh cheap plans samaj nahi aate?"

Manik: "Nandini, please na? Drama mat karo. Subah-subah I don't want any lectures or arguments. I'm telling you na? I didn't spike anything. Don't you trust me?" He almost pleads. What the hell? This is so not Manik.

"Nandini, get a grip of yourself. This guy deserves all the pain in this world for what he did to you."

Nandini: "Drama? This is drama? Guess what, Mr. Malhotra; you don't deserve my trust. I've stopped trusting my judgements 10 years ago and you know that I don't repeat my mistakes, don't you?" I take the coffee and drink it.

Nandini: "Aur haan... Mujhe tumhari sympathy nahi chahiye. I know you saw me in a weak state last night but get it straight, Mr. Malhotra; I don't need anyone's sympathy or anyone's care. I can take care of myself and my kids." I say and pick my bag, my book which I don't know whether he opened, and leave.

Manik: "Nandini, they are OUR kids!" He shouts and I walk out through the door. I hear him calling my name. I ignore him, hire a taxi and go home.
~~POV ends~~

~~Manik's POV~~
Nandini: "Oh stop acting Mr. Malhotra. Tumhe kya lagta hai? I'm a fool? Mujhe tumhare yeh cheap plans samaj nahi aate?" Now she's accusing me? For her getting drunk? My blood boils but I try to suppress my anger. She is very hurt. I can't justify whatever I did. I was wrong. Instead of scolding her or shouting at her, I almost plead to her.

Manik: "Nandini, please na? Drama mat karo. Subah-subah I don't want any lectures or arguments. I'm telling na? I didn't spike anything. Don't you trust me?" What the hell? This is not what I was gonna tell her but it's fine. I love her.

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