The morning turned into night. I felt horrible. Thinking again and again what got wrong? The only reason I came up was he took advantage of me. No he can't do such a horrible thing? Can he?

No! Please kanha don't let this happen. Why are you playing so horrible games with me? Some time I feel like my life is beautiful and the next moment everything is shattered.

I went in the house temple to ask my answers from my kanha.

I enlighten a diya in front of him and joined my hands.

Thankfully ma was in her room taking rest. Same goes with dada ji and Dadi. While papa is in office otherwise they would have understand something is wrong.

"Kanha I don't know how to trust you. But I want to. I don't understand why are you playing with my feelings. Don't fill my life with happiness and then snatch it from me. You know very well for the whole world you are god but for me you are like the elder brother I never had. You have to keep the dignity of my rakhi and take care of me like a true brother. I know you are listening to me. You always do. If this is some kind of game to test my patience. Then please don't play with my feelings. You know I am very vulnerable when it comes to my feelings. Please show me a way. Back home as well I wrote you so many letters and kept them in your mandir to not let me marry Rehan ji. But you didn't stop the wedding. I thought it is good for me. Then the reception party then our last night and now this morning. I am unable to understand him. Please show me a way to take care of everything", I asked him with tears in my eyes.

Then completed my prayer with the aarti.

It was then time for dinner.

"Shreya you don't have to prepare the dinner. Bacha", ma said but I insisted and she let me.

I placed the food on the dinning table when ma told me another heart breaking news.

"Shreya it will take time for Rehan to return back. Your papa is coming in few minutes Okay remove Rehan's plate", she said caressing my head and left to hear why Dadi was calling her.

Was he ignoring me. No he must be busy Shreya stop thinking rubbish. Shouldn't I wait for him before eating but ma wouldn't let me.

I went to our room and called Rehan ji but to my dissapointment he cut the call.

He may be busy. But he can at least send a message or I don't deserve it as well.

Rehan ji you are doing wrong very wrong.

I called him again and again. On my third try he finally picked up the call. I was about to ask him whether he had his lunch when I stopped hearing him.

"WHAT THE HELL SHREYA IF I AM CUTTING THE CALL IT MEANS I AM BUSY. DONT DARE TO DISTURB ME OTHERWISE YOU WOULD DEFINITELY EXPERIENCE THE HELL WHEN I WILL BE HOME. NOW STAY IN PEACE AND LET ME LIVE IN PEACE AS WELL. IF YOU DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO IT DOESN'T MEAN I AM FREE AS WELL. ", he shouted and cut the call without hearing me.

Unknowingly a sob escape from my lips and I realised I was crying by now. His cruel words sliced my heart into small pieces.

Controlling my self I went downstairs and told ma I was not feeling like eating. But actually I was lost my appetite

She tried to convince me but I said I will eat with Rehan ji. She looked satisfied with my answer and asked me to take rest. That was the only thing I wanted.

I went to the room of the man who was supposed to be my husband. Who should have loved me respected me and have been gentle with me. I hate him for having such an affect on me and hate myself more to let him have such kind of effect on me.

I wanted to cry. And that's what I did holding one of his picture near my chest. Hoping to ease some of my pain. I felt tired.

Exhausted of everything happened today and after an hour of crying I felt my eye lids getting heavier and I fell in an uncomfortable darkness who was supposed to be my sleep. My first love. I wanted to laugh out loud on my luck and also moan over it but I preferred my sleep more than it.

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I felt somebody's eyes on me and I shifted a little in my position. My back was hurting a lot and a small whimper escaped my lips and I opened my eyes. I found myself in the same heavy Saree I wore in the morning with my hair open. The heavy waistband was not helping as well. I sat down on the bed and put Rehan ji's photo aside and removed the waist band. It left reddish marks on my waist. I touched them and they were hurting like hell.

I then removed my jewellery and my neck and earlobe were not in a better condition as well. I run my hand on my ear lobe trying to ease the pain by moving it a bit.

Then I felt like someone was watching me. I looked ahead and found Rehan ji sitting on his dark throne looking at my every moment with his intense gaze.

Not wanting to talk after our last conversation. I made my way towards the closet to find my night wear but as I tried to leave. I felt a tug on my hand and the next moment I fell in the lap of my husband.

He was looking at me with the same intense gaze. The moon light coming from the window was making his face more beautiful like an angel. Only I was aware about the fact that he was anything but an angel.

Suddenly I felt him caressing my waist and I felt a chill ran down my spine.

"Who asked you to wear this outfit at home", he said in a cold but caring voice.

Was he really bipolar. I mean why he always change at night. I don't what is coming for me this night.