It was her birthday and all she wanted was her comfort, her love.
Afternoon turned to evening but I felt no ease, the same insecurity of Rohan not being here remained. I took out my laptop and googled some recent news about Indian wars but nothing seemed to interest me. All I wanted right now was my comfort that was left with Rohan. I missed him so very much today.
I walked towards the gallery and looked up to the sky. Stars were twinkling like never before. My thoughts drifted to how we first met at my clinic. He came down with his frequent cuts, burns and fracture's. One day, in the morning when I came to the clinic, I saw whole of it filled with red and white roses, one huge bouquet at the centre and all others surrounding it. A letter came with it that was blank and only a heart drawn at the centre after which, he suddenly entered and proposed. A lone tear escaped my eye.
I closed my eyes and stood there in silence "I miss you Rohan, Please come back soon" I said it as though he would hear me say it.
"I missed you too sweetheart" a voice filled my ears. That voice, it made me comfortable, nervous, excited and happy all at the same time. I hurriedly turned around just to find Rohan, in his uniform, standing right in front of me, our noses touched. He held me tightly embracing my waist because if it wasn't for him, I would be on the ground by now. The hug lasted forever or so I thought. I found my comfort. 'Thank you god' I thought.
"Happy birthday" he said pulling away from the hug and leaned in to kiss me. We were centimetres apart when an "I love you" escaped his lips and then within no time I found our lips moving together, perfectly.
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PROLOGUE
"Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone.
"I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him.
"For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces.
"Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body.
"I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe.
"It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine?
Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you?
Why didn't you see the love shining in them?
Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you?
They search for you in every corner,
If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate.
They say, "Eyes never deceive."
But what about yours?
They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real.
They made me feel loved,
Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises.
Why did they betray me?
Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement.
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