Samaira was on cloud for finally she was going to propose Idhant today. She couldn't contain her excitement as she was jumping around and throwing her whole wardrobe out in search of "perfect outfit".

Finally after trying thousands of dresses she settled for jeans and a red top.

Then paired it with her favourite black heels. She let her hairs open and did her make up. Idhant loved her in makeup.

Having a last look at herself she left for their decided place not before informing her mother that she might be late. Her mother tried to reason with her but to no avail. She reached their before time and sat at an isolated place.

Soon Idhant joined her. They ordered their coffee and talked normally like always but Samaira was nervous a bit today. She knew for a fact that Idhant also loves her. They shared a few kisses here and there but still none of them confessed their feelings.

"Idhant, I want to say something." Samaira stated nervously looking at her fingers on the table which were just inches away from his.

"Go ahead, Sammy. I never knew you had such manners" he chuckled while grazing his fingers on her hand.

"Umm.. actually I.. I love you. I know you dont want this all again given everything Ananya did but please give me a chance." she said looking directly in his eyes to show her sincerety.

"Samaira, I knew it from the first time we met. You confessed to me during our first poper meeting a year back remember." He said in a fond tone. "I've also fallen in love with you when we kissed for the first time." saying so he leaned a bit towards to kiss her.

"Idhant thought that Ananya left him for Aarav. I lied to him that they are happily married. But in reality Anaya was in abusive relation. " I said to Hitesh he just nodded.

"Our relationship was perfect. We both were madly in love with each other. He was a perfect man. He cared for me deeply. He never denied me for anything." I said reminiscing my happy days.

"Then why did you became prostitute. If everything was perfect?" he asked me looking a bit confused.

"Because of Aarav." I replied ane he looked a bit shocked. "He was your cousin right?"

"yes, he was my cousin." I said then looked at him. "Then..."

"Aarav loved Ananya more than anything in the world. He knew that I know about Ananya's previous affair. He was afraid that I might tell everyone about that and it could tarnish his and Ananya's perfect couple image."

I paused a bit and drank some water before starting the darkest past of my life.

"I use to bunk college to meet Idhant. He never liked it. For him studies were very important but for me he was more important. My family didn't knew about Idhant. I was afraid of their reaction. My father was strictly against love marriage and Idhant was not hindu as well. "

"That's just bullshit. If someone loves someone then all this crap doesn't matter." he said sounding a bit angry now.

"Sadly, that looks good in stories not in real life. According to my parents."

"So how all this is related to Aarav?"

"Aarav was a cop. He got to know that I bunk college. So he spied on me and that bastard took pics of me and Idhant together. And showed them to my elder brother and father.

Before that Idhant saw those pics of him and Ananya in my phone and lashed out at me real bad. He made me spill everything. I was miserable."

"When I reached home I saw everyone waiting for me...

Bhai and dad were looking pissed off. Ma was also angry but there was concern in her eyes for me?

"What happened?" I asked looking at them. Instead of answering me Aadhik bhai came near me and slapped me hard across my face.

"What the hell were you thinking, when you were roaming with that bastard. You didn't even thought about us." he shouted at me.

I kept my one hand on my burning cheek and looked down crying. I knew if I don't speak now then it's over for me.

I looked at bhai and "Bhai, I love him. He is very nice man meet him once. I want to marry him." as soon as I completed my words I was slapped again harshly. I gave pleading looks to ma, and dad.

Maybe understanding my situation ma came forward." Aadhik, leave her. We can.." "Don't stop him. Whatever he is doing its right. If you have any problem then get out." Dad cut her off in between and Bhai getting permission from dad gripped my hairs tightly. My scalp was burning.

"Samaira Sharma, if you keep your foot out of this door then, I will break your legs." he looked dead in my eyes and left me with a jerk. I fell on the floor.

He angrily stomped out. Then dad came and grabbed my chin. "Forget that boy Samaira. And if you don't then consider us dead for you" saying so he also left taking ma with her.

I stood up and ran to my room, closed the door. I tried to calm down then washed my face. I called Idhant he didn't received probably still angry at me. I tried many times but he didn't respond. Clutching my phone I slept on the floor.

I was woken up harshly by my brother. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the drawing room and threw me on the floor near dad's feet. I didn't knew what I did.

"Baba either she will leave or I. I can't tolerate her presence anymore in my house." he said without any emotions.

"Get up, Samaira and leave right now." My father stated coldly. I stood up and looked at them shocked. I couldn't believe what they were saying. Ma was standing there without saying anything. She didn't look like she wants to help.

"Baba, what are you saying. Where will I go, please I didn't even did anything wrong." I replied crying.

"Oh.,, so Ms. Sharma. Oops Mrs. Idhant doesn't know what she did. Let me show you princess." He said mocking me with my nickname which he used lovingly always except for today.

He came near me and showed me pictures of mine and Idhant together. There were pictures of us holding hands, hugging each other. Me kissing on his cheeks and many more personal photos.

I couldn't believe my brother checked my phone. Then he showed me our chats which according to him were disgusting.

"Thats, my personal stuff bhai. You can't go through my phone." I said trying to be strong. He didn't listened to me and showed me door.

"What you did was grave sin. We don't want a sinner in this house. Get out Samaira before I drag you myself." These words came from my father.

I didn't even got the time to comprehend anything. My brother was dragging me out. I cried, pleaded, shouted at them but they turned deaf to my voice.

He threw me out and closed the door shut. I banged on it but it was like I no more mattered to them. Our neighbors came out to enjoy the drama. I stayed there till night.

When my brother came out to go somewhere. I clutched his hand pleaded him. Tried to convince him but he slapped me in front of everyone and told me to leave.

" How can families be this cruel?" he asker more to himself than me. There was some hidden meaning behind his words. I didn't wanted to be nosy so I refrained myself from asking anything.

"Anyways what did you do then?

" I was ashamed of everything. They were all looking at me like I am some criminal. I wanted to go to my friends for help but didn't wanted to be a burden. I didn't had anything with me. Not even phone or money.

"I couldn't go to any of my friends house as well as it was late. I went to a nearby bus stop and stayed there till morning. Next day I met my friends and told them my situation. They understood me but none of them could keep me with them as they all lived with their family."

" You could've lived with Idhant or he could help you out." Hitesh said.

" I didn't wanted to be a burden on him. So Aslam gave me his phone and some money. We decided that I could rent a small apartment and maybe I could do a job. I also knew that I have leave my studies as well."

I started living alone and also got a job in a bakery shop. I tried to talk to my parents. They still didn't cared. I went to meet Idhant. He didn't knew anything. He was still angry.

"Look, Samaira I don't think I can love you like old times. If you would've told me about her being engaged then may be it could've ended better. I am sorry but I can't be with you anymore." has said and left me. I didn't even replied knowing very well that I did wrong.

I went to a park and stayed there. It was late maybe vey late by the time I realized it."

A sob escaped my mouth at the end. I could never forget that nigh ever. It was most probably the darkest night of my life. Worst than my wedding night. I tried to keep my hand on my mouth forgetting my broken wrist.

Hitesh gave me water and rubbed my back to calm me down. He kept my wrist back on sofa and gave me my meds. I was a crying mess by now.

" Can we please do this after some time?" I requested and he nodded in understanding. He helped me to my room and after instructing me to rest he left.

I didn't knew why I was crying. Whether because of pain of my wrist or because of that night or for Idhant. I didn't knew. I just kept crying untill I slept.