"Why did you called me here?" I asked Ahana with a blank face.

She was sitting in front of me trying to mask her hurt expression but I knew better.

Still I couldn't help being like this. I was upset by myself that I lied to my Kiara and came here to meet my ex behind her back.

I don't know why the fuck didn't I tell her. I know she can be possessive at time and it always melts my heart but she can be very understanding. I guess I just didn't wanted to upset her or think wrongly of me. But I clearly did a mistake because my conscience isn't letting me be in peace.

"I wanted to talk to you. I know it's wrong of me to call you here. I just wanted to say something." She said with a very soft and nervous tone.

Ahana has always been a very soft spoken person, someone who lacks confidence. She never raises her voice at anyone and is very sensitive. She will cry but she will never talk back to anyone. I always tried to make her feel confident but I guess I can't really help if she herself doesn't want to.

"No, it's okay. It's not like we're doing anything wrong."

But I am. I lied to my angel.

"What do you wanted to talk?"

Looking at her now, I don't feel anything. Before I used to feel comfort just by her voice. My eyes used to brighten at the mere sight of her. We were together for three years. We were each other's support system. We have seen a lot together. But now, I just don't feel the same anymore.

It's really scary how someone who meant everything to you can become just another person in a few moments.

I feel really guilty for hurting her. But I never gave her any hope for us when I got married to Kiara. I clearly mentioned to her to move on. I just couldn't help myself.

She started saying something but my mind was somewhere else, thinking of somebody else. I couldn't decipher what she was saying as I was feeling really awkward sitting with her. It was like I was betraying someone, my wife.

I just wanted to go home, take her in my arms and go to a deep slumber sleep.

"Vihann, are you listening?" Came her voice which broke me out of my thoughts.

"Huh, I'm sorry?"

A hurt expression took over her face and again the feeling of guilt came over.

"I am moving to Bangalore."

"Bangalore?"

"Yes, I got a job offer from a company over there. You getting married, I thought it's best for me to go there and start a new."

I felt sad knowing that she is moving away because of me. But if it will make her happy in the future, it's best for her.

"I-I'm sorry Ahana. But that's actually good for you. I hope the best for you." I sincerely said.

There was pain and grief written over face. I could see it that she didn't expected me to say that but it's for the best. She would be able to move on if she's away from me.

She weakly nodded at me. She put on a fake smile on her face and glanced at me.

"So, this is probably my last meeting with you. How's your married life? I mean how's Kiara?"

Soon, a smile appeared on my face reminiscing about my marriage. My wife, Kiara.

"You know, I didn't really ever thought that I would ever come to accept this marriage. I hadn't even seen her face before our engagement day. But each day with her is something very different. Just like every other couple, we wake up together, she makes breakfast for me, we leave for our work. I get excited over the fact that someone is waiting for me back at home. It's just unbelievable that-"

"You love her?" She interrupted me.

I still didn't look up to her and was staring at nothing as I ponder over the question.

"I love her?" I chuckled. "Yes, I do love her. Hell lot. It's literally impossible not to love Kiara. If you would meet her, even you would love her as a friend. I just couldn't help myself falling in love with her."

"At first I was really confused over the growing attraction between us, but even I don't know the hell when it became a new profound love. Every morning I look up to see her face first which instantly makes my day. Every moment with her is something I look forward to. Her childishness, her sarcasm, her possessiveness is just out of this world. Just by looking at her, I feel excited and giddy like I can't explain. Its jus-"

I stopped as soon as I heard a sob. I looked up and saw tears flowing down her face.

"Shit Ahana. I-I'm so sorry." I forwarded my hand to keep on hers but then stopped as it would make it more uncomfortable. "I'm sorry. I'm so insensitive. I didn't realised you-sorry. Please Ahana, don't cry. "

She wiped her tears away and put on a happy face. "No, it's okay. You-I'm happy for you."

She smiled at me painfully, "I don't blame you. She's really pretty. No wonder, you fell in love with her."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be Vihaan. It's okay. Yes, I love you but don't worry I'll move on. I hope she keeps you happy."

"Ahana. I might not feel the same anymore but I do care for you. Please move on. You'll find a really good guy who will make you happy."

She nodded at me. "I need to go. Goodbye Vihaan."

She immediately stood up and exited the cafe.

I took a heavy sigh as I felt really bad for her.

"C'mon, Vihaan. Let's go." I said to myself

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Walking inside the apartment, I was kind of nervous to face Kiara as it didn't felt right lying to her. So I decided that I would confess to her about my meeting with Ahana as she do deserves to know.

The living room was empty so I went to our room in hopes to find Kiara.

As I entered the room, I found her sleeping with a blanket wrapped around her. It was still 11 am at morning and she usually doesn't sleep at this time.

I mean I know Kiara loves to sleep but nowadays she hardly sleeps till so late so it was kind of odd. I went to her and called her out.

"Kiara, are you okay?"

She slowly opened her eyes and it was puffy like she was crying. "Kiara, what happened? Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm okay. You don't need to worry." There was sheer coldness in her voice.

I reached out my hand to touch her forehead but she swatted it away. "Don't."

It was like someone has run a truck over my heart and trampled it. I was so hurt as she didn't even let me touch her.

By looking at her face, I could make out that she was not okay. Her face held pain and suffering. Like something was bothering her.

"Kiara, you're not okay. Let me just-" I moved my body forward to bend towards her but she cut me off.

"I said I'm fine Vihaan. Why don't you understand? It's just a headache. It will go away. But can you just leave me alone for a while?"

She turned to the other side without even glancing at me, her back facing to me and covered her body with the duvet.

There was chill in her tone and it made my heart ache so badly. It was like my presence bothered her and she wanted nothing more than for me to stay away from her. She had never been so upset with me or ever talked to me in such a tone.

I pressed my lips into a thin line and covered her properly with the blanket. Taking a last glance at her, I left the room.

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So much for leaving her alone for a while.

She's constantly ignoring me for four days. She makes breakfast for me, leave it in the kitchen and leaves for the hospital early. She comes back late at night and or even stays back. She hasn't even talked to me properly. This has been going on since four days.

Tit for tat. Isn't it? You did the sme thing to her.

Sitting in my chair at my office, my mind was clouded with the thoughts of her.

I remembered I did the same with her when we came back from our honeymoon. After the kiss back in Italy, I was very confused over my feelings. For the past three months, I did came to pact with my growing feeling towards her. But after our kiss, it was like I had never felt so strong feelings towards anyone, not even Ahana.

So I did the most stupid thing, ignoring her. I went to office early and came back late at night just to avoid any confrontation with her. I failed to realise that it must have hurt her so bad. But with passing days, I realized that I have fallen in love with her.

Fallen in love with her smile. Her smile is literally the most precious and it just takes her one smile to light up my whole life. When I agreed for the marriage, I didn't thought that I would be able to move on from Ahana, but the moment I saw Kiara, I was alreday proven wrong.

Since the first day, she has consumed me fully. My thought always revolves around her. It's impossible for me to stay away from her. I love her possessiveness over me . It makes me feel very special.

Sure I loved Ahana dearly, thought to spend my whole life with her, she was my first love. But with Kiara, it's totally different. She calmes my nerves and soothes my soul in manner no one can. She is like my bestfriend I can share any single thing without any hesitation.

When she is around me, I feel extreme happiness. Her presence is like a heaven to me which calms me whenever I had a bad day. All I want to do is lay beside her, hold her, kiss her and laugh with her.

I don't know if she feels the same way towards me or not, but through her actions one thing I surely know that I do mean a lot to her.

I just can't wait to confess to her.

I called Meera, Kiara's best friend. I got her number when she knve called me because Kiara wasn't picking up her phone.

"Hello Vihaan? You need something?" Came her voice.

"Yes, actually I-I don't know how to say this but I need your favor." I don't why did I was I nervous but it was kinda awkward for me to tell my wife's best friend that I have feelings for my wife.

"Yes. You may order and I must heed." I chuckled.

"I need your help in order to surprise her as I have something to say to her."

"Don't tell me you are in love with my best friend and is planning to propose her." She uttered with an overly excited tone.

"Umm yes." I hesitantly said.

"Oh my holy freeking goodness. Wow. This is great. Like really great. Like amazing. Like-oh I'm sorry."

"No it's okay." I stiffled a laugh. "I don't know how should I do it. Like what will she like?"

"Hmm. I think you should propose to her in you balcony. It's quite spacious and she always bragged about how she loved it. And then maybe it will comfortable for you both to do the *cough*deeds in you house only." I rolled my eyes at this but still it got me weirdly excited.

"I can help you in the decorations."

"Well that will be a great help. Kiara would in hospital right now and won't come back till night. So-"

"Perfect. I'll go and put on the decorations." She said in her chirpy voice.

"Thanks."

I hung up the phone as I looked out the glass pane with the city view ahead of me praying for my the proposal to go well.

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Standing in the middle of the balcony, I was in awe looking around me.

Meera sure did her job gracefully. The lights made the place more dazzling and I couldn't thank her enough.

It was 8 pm when Meera called me and informed me that she had forcefully picked her up from hospital and send her to our place.

The noise of the opening of the front door came over as I got alerted. It must be Kiara.

Sauntering my towards our living room, I towered over Kiara.

"You came back. I was waiting for you." She looked me in the eyes with a blank face.

There was no hint of joy like it used to be there when she saw me. It pained me to not see her usual smile.

Looks like she's still angry at me.

"Yeah." She replied me dryly. She was making her way towards our room when I grabbed her arms and pulled her towards me but she quickly stepped back. "Don't. I'm tired."

I sighed heavily. "I need to show you something. It will take a little time. Please."

She still didn't say anything and continued looking at me with no emotion seem to be displaying on her face.

I hesitantly took her hand and when she didn't protested, I lead her to the balcony.

My hands were sweating due to nervousness and her behavior towards me wasn't really helping.

When we entered the balcony, I removed my hands from her as she took her small steps ahead absentmindedly looking around her surroundings with a slight open mouth.

Her face finally showed a bit of emotion as I know she was charmed by the decorations.

"What's this?" Confusion was clear in her soft whisper.

I moved towards her and cupped her face with my hands. There was some uncertainty in her eyes but I was determined to confess.

"Kiara, I cannot hide it anymore. I just realized it now that I wanted so badly to tell you. I'm in love with you angel." Her mouth slightly opened as she couldn't believe what I said. As if she was never expecting to me confess.

"Words are short of describing how beautiful and lucky you make me feel. I feel endless joy when I see your beautiful eyes. And your smile." I chuckled.

"Not even a billion stars could compete with your smile. It lightens my day, my life."

I stared right through her dark brown orbs as if wanting to convey just how much I love her. How much she means to me.

"I'll be honest with you I didn't thought I would ever feel anything for you. But since the first day you have enchanted me, bewitched me completely. To be in love with you is like being in love with an angel. And that's why you're my angel. The day I saw was the best day of my life and ever since then you have stolen my heart. And I'll be forever grateful to my grandma for doing this. I love you so much. I want to spend the rest of my life with you because I can't live a single second without you."

I joined our forehead together as she closed her eyes. I still couldn't figure out what she was feeling. Even thought I was standing here confessing my love to the love of my life, I was having a weird feeling inside me. I didn't understand that. It was like she was so close to me yet so far. I was nervous. I was afraid. But nonetheless, I went on.

"I want to wake up every morning cuddled up against you. I want to have our little ones running around our house. I want to grow old with you. I want my forever with you. I need you in my life for forever. You own my heart, my body, my soul completely. And I want to own your heart too. I love you angel. I love you so much."

She still had eyes closed but there was a tear running down her cheeks. I wiped it away with my thumb before I left her hand and picked up a bouquet arranged with dazzling white and pink roses. I know my angel likes these roses more than red ones.

I handed it to her as I took a look at her face. Even after saying all the things I wanted to say, there was no ounce of happiness in her face. No smile glorifying on her face.

She downcasted her gaze and looked at the flowers before I heard her chuckle. But a painful and a sarcastic one.

She raised her head and glared at me. My heart broke at the sight of the emotions whirling in her eyes. It was hatred, pure hatred and I realized that it was for me.

And looking at her then, I realized she don't feel the same for me. I realized my love for her is not reciprocted. I realized she hates me.

By now I had a vulnerable look on my face caused by the intensity of the coldness she was showing me.

She gritted her teeth in anger and threw away the flowers. She was looking at me with so much bitterness like she despised me.

I turned my body slightly and stared down to see the bouquet I brought with so much love for my angel lying on the ground.

My heart started thumping but it dropped right away when I heard her next words.

"How can you be so cheap, Vihaan?"

I felt the world slipping right beneath me. I wasn't able to move as if I was rooted to my spot. I was shocked at the tone of her voice, at the choice of her words for me.

"Love, huh. You love me? Seriously." She laughed a bit and started clapping.

"Kiara." I moved towards her to grab her but she cut me off.

"Kiara what, huh? Did you enjoyed making a fool out of me? Was all those gestures throughout the three months was an act?"

"No Kiara. Please listen to-"

"Listen. Yeah. That's what I was doing since three months. Listening to all your sweet talks like a fool. I thought you were a good man. But I never thought that you could be this low Vihaan?"

Every part of my body was hurting by her words. My heart was aching at the coldness laced in her voice. It was like someone squeezed my heart badly. I, never in my dream, imagined this proposal to go this way.

"Why Vihaan, Why?" This time her tone was soft, almost fragile.

But only for a few seconds. "Playing around with two women. How did you feel?"

"Kiara. What the hell are you saying?" I was in extreme shock. I was in extreme pain. Like someone was poking needles.

"I'm saying the truth. You enjoyed it right. Being so lovey-dovey with me and then going outside and having your part of fun with your mistress. And now you have the guts to come and propose to me. If I hadn't known better, then-Thank god, I came to know about your true self."

She started poking her fingers at my chest. "You, Vihaan Agarwal, you are the most disgusting man I've ever met. I hate you. I hate you so much."

She moved back and walked away inside, stepping on and crushing the bouquet.

I looked down staring at nothing. My mind was blocked. Kiara's words were the only things constantly repeating in my brain as if taunting me for being rejected.

By now I had tears flowing down my face. But I didn't cared about it. I ran my hand through my hair frustratingly.

There was this buring sensation going on inside my body. A sickening feeling in my stomach.

I was hurt, very much hurt that she think so low of me. She accused me of such things. She feels like all our hugs, our cuddles, our kisses, our sweet talks, all were fake. How can she even think like that? It was not fake. I knew it. It was all genuine from my side. Then why does she think like that? Why?

My mistress. Where the hell does that even came from? There's been no one other than Kiara since the day she entered my life. And I would never ever even think of cheating on her.

I'm anything but a cheater.

I still wasn't able to comprehend what actually happened. What exactly went wrong with us?

I covered my face with my palms as our moments came infront of my eyes playing like a happy memory.

But then reality came upon.

My Kiara.

My wife.

My angel.

She doesn't love me.

Instead she hates me.

And that was enough for me to drown on the pit of my sorrow.

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