Her Heart's Desire

Chapter 17 - Promises are Meant to Broken

Sanchana's POV:

I hurriedly went out before he could follow. Only when I reached out I realized I forgot my bag inside the hospital and the driver has left to home with my luggage. So I took a cab to home and went to pack my things.

"Sanchu" he was panting for his breath. Seems like he was running.

I didn't pay any attention to him; I started to search for another purse where I have alternate cards. I need to leave to my home.

When I turned around he blocked the way. I glared at him.

"Where are you leaving?" he asked.

"None of your business." I snapped at him.

"It is my business when it concerns you." he said. Again I glared at him. After everything he has the nerve to tell this to me?

"Move Krish." I stressed at his name. This is the first time I am calling my husband's name. Wait, am I really his wife? I need to find that.

"No. You are not leaving anywhere. Stay here. We will sort it out." he suggested.

"There is nothing to sort. Everything is over." I shouted in frustration.

But he didn't bulge.

"Krish, let me go." He shook his head.

Why can't he understand that I can't stay another minute here? He wanted to sort things out, right?

"How could you this to me? How?" I asked him.

"I didn't have a choice baby. I am really sorry." he let the tears flow and bent his head down in shame.

I used to hug him and pat his back whenever he cries as I couldn't see him broken, but today I made my heart stone and watched him cry.

"You could have at least told me the truth before all these..." before I could complete he cut off me by saying,

"And lose you in my life?" he asked.

True, I would have left him long back.

"But you lied to me. You pretended in front of me like... like..." I broke down in front of him unable to continue. I couldn't even say his name. Oh god, I didn't even have time to mourn for him, and I started a new life with his brother.

"I am sorry." He whispered.

"I HATE YOU!" I shouted at the top of my voice.

"Don't ever show me your fa..." before I could continue, I felt like I have been through the same situation before. I said the same line to him.

I asked him to not show his face to me ever. Till end I didn't even had the chance to see him. Thinking that I started to cry.

"What have I done? I shouldn't have said that." I started to slap myself.

"SANCHANA!" I heard him shouting and holding my hands.

Why did I have to tell that? If I had accepted his apology, he would have been alive. Whether we would have been happy or not is another issue, but he doesn't deserve this.

I killed him, I killed Kishore with my words.