You, Have My Heart (Season 2 not a sequel ) Completed

Chapter 63

Avni

When it's real you can't walk away.

I wish I could have curtailed my heartache. I wish I could have forbore the heartbreak he has caused me.

Everything is inscrutable around me, the people, this moment, this hour, the pain. Nothing able to wane anymore. Only the agony, the woe will suffuse.

I felt halves in my lungs, in my heart. They are bleeding.

Would I ever circumvent his presence around me? Is this heartbreak going to be incessant?

Oh god my heart can't bear this pain.

My body trembled stifling an unrestrained sob while my cheeks drenched in tears. I shook my head vigorously biting my lips. I can't break down, not here. This is my work place I can't shard into some easeless, fragile, soppy teenager in heartbreak.

This is nothing new to me that I haven't experienced before. I know how it feels when a heart breaks.

I had it, the first was when I got to know my Mom is not going to come back to me. She can't.
I had_that day when I realised my Dad would never keep his promise, attend any of my school events, ever.

Myriad of emotion aggravating my heart to blast. Why this time I am struggling to breath; there is a ripping ache inside my chest! My throat carrying some huge excruciating lump! I can't breathe.
Never felt before, the pain I'm suffering from. Not even the day I got to know my Mamma is dead when I was only seven.

Suffice of gloating over my melancholy state in my work place.

I ponderously wiped my face with the help of my sleeves, there was a cumbersome sigh blew out my chest, earned me straightened up my face. My visage determined, I have assembled back my strength I was loosing sobbing over that heartbreaker Neil Khanna.

I left the spot before someone could have noticed my absence, come in search of me and then see me in wreck.

That's how I got back, resumed the day.

It's gonna be a long day.

Neil

What I have with you
I don't want it with anyone else

Yes I don't want with anyone else. Only her.
I roughly scrubbed my palms over my face, my head hunched backward. I looked up at the ceiling. Only I know how the day I passed not talking to my love.

Why Avni!

For once you could have asked, for an explanation.

It was too much of panting, originated by my loyalty to the lady I'm so much in love with. My fabric less entirety was under the shower, the cold water cascading over my body creating burning sensations inside me with those thin streamlets travelling down my chest. I'm drowning into grief for throwing some unspoken challenge on her way not to show up closer me, while insomuch as I know I'm no way gonna survive a day without seeing her, talking to her.

My muscles flexed, I pushed my hair away my forehead. My face downcasted, eyes closed.

Love!! This gonna be worst of me.

How could she turn deaf ear my all entreaties before her! How could she shrug off my love, dedication just in a finger snap_
that any outsider could come and shake the foundation of our relationship. Is it this fragile, this shallow? Didn't she ever see how much I'm into her since the day I confessed! My heart twitched reminiscing that day.

It's hurtful when you love someone but fails to express the depth you have in your heart for that person.

I so wanted to call and spat on Simran Raichand for messing up with me. But then it will be an act of more like giving her a cue to get some pure sense of my misery. There is no way I'll let her flattered in complacent, she wouldn't get any clue of the confrontation,(me and Avni) roused between us because of her.
Superfluous it would be, to get into any contact with that preposterous woman.