Isn't Exactly A Fairytale

part 31

Sanyu's pov
I dont why my tears rushed out of my eyes thus wetting his shirt.

Well I suck at supressing my opthalmic tsunami.

I quickly broke the hug and wiped my tears.

He sat up and placed his palm on my cheek.

" go get ready " randhir hushed.
" drop me back home" I groaned jerking off his hand.

" okey" he smiled and caressed my cheek a bit more.

I was caught off guard but still I maintained a straight face.

" dont have my clothes here" I looked at him.

" U have !emm here" he opened the cupboard and handed me a Salwar suit.

" remember!!!" he pecked my temple.

Ohh!! Ya how can I forget this one. It was the first thing which randhir got for me.

" Mumbai trip!!" I hushed.
" yea!!" he shook his head.
en I kept looking at him.

" remember I wore it only for when you were supposed to take me out on a dinner. En I waited for till midnight. But U didn't turn up." I hushed in disappointment.

When he pulled me in a slight a back hug.

" dont make my wounds malignant. Just dont season them with spices.

" I groaned and freed myself.
" come on get ready fast" he wiped my tears.

I scowled and dashed inside the loo.
I dont know why , his efforts en attempts seemed made up to me.

As if he is Trying hard to win a bet regardless of my emotions.

I wanted to cry , howl , en sob alot.
What's my fault, just that I wanted a fairytale romance , like in the life of Cinderella and snow white. Where the prince ceases en soothes all their pains.

But here my prince is responsible for all my burns.

But still this blood pumping organ inside my rib cage beats for him.

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