2 - Who is she?

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Diya pov

I don't know how many hours I am sitting here like a dead person.

It's a temple with very little crowded which I found yesterday morning after I left him taking his memories and hurtful words which is killing me each and every second.

I can't cry.

I can't laugh.

I can't be sad.

How can a dead person have any feelings?

He killed me.

Killed me alive.

Along with my heart.

Every part of me is screaming in anger on me for loving such a person without knowing his intention behind it.

'Just die'

A part of me keeps on yelling at me.

But I don't want to be a coward dying for the person who used me for his revenge.

I left everything behind to be with him.

Even my father.

How I am going to face him now?

What will he think about me?

I am not the one who once gave pride to my father. He will hate me.

"Why is she sitting here like this?" I heard a soft voice very close to me.

I saw many of the women giving me a pitiful look, looking at my state now.

"Don't know, I tried to talk with her but she is not uttering a single word. Poor girl, not even left this place from yesterday" pandit told to something behind my back.

Yes, I am a poor girl. Having nothing with me even I have much on my name.

A poor girl with nothing inside me.

Hollow and empty.

I closed my eyes.

"Diya where are you now?" He asked me happily over the phone.

"It's 12 Arju where will I be? Sleeping in my room" I said sleepily hugging my teddy closely to my chest wanting to get it's warmness to me.

"Who will sleep at this time? Can we go out?"

"You definitely got hit somewhere on your head. I feel sleepy Arju" I said opening slightly my eyes which is not letting me open them.

"Okay you sleep," he said disappointed.

Is my sleep more important than him?

Definitely no.

I don't want to hurt him.

I dialed his number again, "I feel sleepy" he said before I speak.

I laughed at his childishness.

"I am getting ready. Come and pick me up" I said moving my duvet from my body.

"Is it? Then come this second" he said enthusiastically.

Now?

"Arju are you here?"

"Yes my queen" a smile automatically formed on my lips.

"Will be right there my king," I said grabbing a jacket and wore it above my pajamas.

Once I got down I saw him standing there with his hands folded below his chest leaning on his bike looking at my way with a beautiful smile.

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