Sometime life shows us those things which we never really thought existed. How funny it is, about who I thought is a holy cat comes out to be a lion. The one whom I thought is my saviour comes out to the one who is behind all my miseries.

Come on, how do I think, the one whom I consider to be the hero of the story, he turned out to be the main villain of my life...

For the past half an hour I have been sitting on the balcony looking at the moon which will soon be covered with dark clouds. I'm still trying to process everything happened today, which somewhere forces me to think things through clearly.

I really don't want to think about it all, but I can't help it. The videos and pictures that Rudra sends me via text in these last days were nothing but a trailer; the whole picture I saw today put an unknown question mark on everything.

I know that I should not doubt him, and certainly I will not doubt him. I know we promised each other that we were never going to hide anything from each other. I know I should wait for him and ask him for some answers before jumping to any conclusions. but.....

I can't help but be in awe of those videos, along with the pictures, and his own words in those videos. I don't know who to trust now.

For me already pulling someone inside my personal space is hard and still he.... but before that I know what to do.

I pick up my phone form besides and stare at the picture on my phone screen, staring at his picture various question run all over my mind.

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No Ishika you can't think like this. He is your own Ranveer. He will never do anything which would hurt you.

Do not think too much, he-

I unlock my phone and dial the number I want to dial from the time I have returned from office.

"Good morning babe." Cheerful voice came from other side, making me heave a sigh. (Different time zone.)

"Sugar pie are you okay? Tell me what happen? Did Ranveer do something? Wait I am coming-" his voice changed in panic, when I dint answer, like always.

"Jason." I murmured and the shuffling sound stops.

"Babe you are scaring me?" his voice desperate. I wipe my tears flowing down the cheeks.

"Tell me the truth. Jason, I want the truth. And I know you know about it, Leo must have told you." I asked, my voice so low.

"I don't kno-" he started.

"Please Jason. Please." I begged. He took a deep breath and hums agreeing.

"it's all started back then when we-" He started, I listened him wiping my tears, controlling my sob which can broke out anytime soon. After an hour or so he ended with whatever he knows.

"But please try to understand him; he did all this for you. For your own benefit. He lo-" He start clarifying Ranveer deeds but I cut the call and start crying.

I know I sound stupid crying over this issue, but I can't help it, I don't know why I want to cry. Somewhere there is a small voice that is telling why I am crying but I do not want to admit it.

How silly of me to ignore all those clues which I am getting. Why I am so stupid. Why?

I am feeling so miserable but in all I want him to be here with me embracing me in a tight hug, telling me he didn't did anything as everyone saying.

After crying for some time, I wash my face and lie down on the bed switching on the TV, turning channels. Waiting for his highness to come so that I can get some answers.

When the clock strikes 11:30, door of my room click open slowly, and I pull myself in sitting position looking at the TV with fake interest.

His highness walk inside the room, towards me and embrace me in a tight hug, I reciprocated it wrapping my hand around his torso.

This is heaven. Only thing I want in this life. In his embrace I totally forget about all the betrayal he did. But when he pull me on his lap, everything, every memory came running and I jerk away from him, he look at me in confusion, but I turn my face towards TV.

He cups my face and turns it towards him and said after examining my face,

"You cried." I shook my head and tried to come out of his hold around me. I push him and stood up from bed to go downstairs, and ask him to change his clothes. He tried holding me but before he could do anything I run out of the room, controlling my tears which can leak out any second seeing love for myself in his eyes.

I walk inside my room with plate of food in my hands and place it on the table, and turn to walk away from him, but he pull me swiftly that I landed on his lap, he encircle his left hand around my waist and with right hand he start eating. In-between he tried conversing with me but I didn't reply to any of his words.

"Is there something you want to tell me Ranveer?" I asked looking directly at him, who just came out of bathroom after brushing his teeth. His eyes shoot me in a jiffy not because of my question but because I called him with his full name.

"What are you talking about sweetheart?" he asked coming towards me but I stopped him showing my palm.

"Are you hiding something from me? You think there is something I should know?" I asked controlling my anger and disappointment, when he again shook his head negatively trying to come near me. I control my tears from flowing,

"I am asking last time, is there something I should be aware of?" I stated raising my voice, the lump in my throat didn't help me in saying much, and in fact it made my voice heavier.

"What are you talking about?" he tried; I gave him half smile and move towards the bed, nodding my head.

I open the bed side drawer and took out the pictures with trembling hands, throwing them at his face, and playing the videos on my phone.

I looked at him, who looks at the pictures in shock, stumbles to his place and blinks his eyes, raises his face to look at me. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out of his mouth.

"What about this then?" I asked glaring him.

"What is this Ranveer, answer me god dam it. Whatever the pictures implying is true or not? Ranveer." I asked. I took a deep breath and walk towards him holding him but his shoulders softly.

"Ran, babe, see I am your Ishika, your sweetheart, please say something, whatever you will say I will believe you, not anyone else. I trust you not this crap, even if it's true I don't care but please say something." I asked holding his face in my palms, but he didn't lift his head for ones.

"I .... a...."

"This ... it ... is true." He whispered and my hands slid down, I stumbled backwards and was about to hit the floor when he grabbed me by wrapping his arms around his waist. My body feels like jelly, like if it doesn't hold me I'll melt in an instant.