I shakily stood up from couch when the yells and screams downstairs began increasing. Turning the knob, I pushed door open before stepping out cautiously. Wiping the fresh tears away with the back of my palm, I took slow steps until I was at the top of staircase.

"She's your wife!"

My breath hitched and heart skipped a beat. I gasped, catching the uninvited attention. Kabir's eyes locked with mine, and I saw confusion flooding on his face. As if he was trying to remember everything but couldn't. His eyes were blank, there was no sign of recognition on his face. It kind of pained me. I've all the memories of us, whether bad or good. But he remembers nothing. Not even my name.

I stiffened when his face hardened and eyes narrowed dangerously. At that moment I felt as if I was seeing the same old Kabir again. Those brooding eyes, cold stare, and disgust clearly on his face.

"Stop lying!", He snapped and I heaved a sigh.

"He's right, Aarav. Stop lying please.", I said confidently as I strolled downstairs. I need to play this cool and make him believe that whatever Aarav said was complete bullshit. I know his mother will support me as she's already hell bent on not wanting me in his life ever again.

"Bhabi!?", Aarav looked at me in disbelief. Did he really thought I'll be with him in this. I'm already pissed off at him because of telling Kabir everything. He broke my trust when I least thought he'll do something like this to me.

"Why would he lie, Bhai?", I closed my eyes shut in frustration when Ahana came forward.

"Just because she's pregnant with my child doesn't mean she was my wife in past. I don't remember anything agreed. But at least don't fool me!", He glared at his both siblings stepping back and shaking his head.

"We're fooling you? Do you really think we have that time to waste on you? Do you really think I have that much time and energy to waste on a pathetic excuse of a brother like you!?", She spat out and I was taken aback with the way she spoke to him.

"Watch your tongue, Ahana! Don't forget you're talking to your brother!", Mrs. Raichand warned her.

"Oh just shut up, Mom! You're so fucking obsessed in protecting your fragile child that you forgot about us! Since childhood he has always received your special attention! Why!? Are we not your kids!? Do we not matter to you!? He was completely fucked up in head but instead of showing him to some psychiatrist, you treated as if nothing was wrong with him! He needed treatment, Mom! If he was provided with some morals and emotions, instead of money and power, he wouldn't have done everything he did! Ishaan left me because he destroyed them. And now look at me, I'm still stuck in that very moment while he's already married. It's still hard for me to move on when the two most important men of my life has already did! Everything of mine was snatched away from me and there's no remorse in their eyes!", She screamed before collapsing down on floor and crying hard. Kabir took a step front but she pinned him with a hard glare. "Don't you dare!"

"Why are you blaming him for your breakup?", Mrs. Raichand asked as she crouched down to her level. She looked as if she has failed everyone.

"He- He destroyed Malhotra Construction, Mom. He's the one who ruined everything and then offered them help. And when Ishaan found out about it from someone, he broke up with me. Just like that. As if I never meant anything to him.", She whispered as she tilted her head up and looked at her mother with heartbroken eyes. "Was it that easy for him? Was it that easy for him to forget everything and move on? Was I involved too much? He's happily married with a child and look at me. I'm- I'm just stuck there. Why can't I move on? Why does it hurt so much?", She said as she laid her head on her mother's shoulder. Mrs. Raichand hugged her tight and softly emptied her own cries. "Rivaah, you're so strong. I really admire you.", She said out of the blue, freezing me. I gulped and held back my tears.

"C'mon. Get up. Let's go to your room.", Mrs. Raichand helped her stand.

"I'll be with Reyansh.", Ahana said as she stepped out of her mother's embrace. She turned to walk out but halted on her steps. "Bhai?", His lowered head snapped up to hear her. "I hope you remember everything. You need to realize what wrong and how much wrong you've done to others.", She said before calmly walking upstairs.

"I think I was too much selfish for you.", Mrs. Raichand suddenly spoke up. "Even after doctor told me that now it is fine to tell you everything, I was adamant on not making you remember anything. That was my mistake. And I regret it. Now for you to regret, you need to realize your mistakes. And that won't happen unless your memory comes back. Because honestly, this is not you Kabir. May be my I like this Kabir better. But this is not the real you. I didn't forget to teach you morals and ethics like she said, it's you who never appreciated them. Because as far as I remember, you loved us. You were ready to do anything for us. Then why was it not same for your wife? What of her who entered willingly in your life in the hopes of giving love and wanting to receive the same.", She looked at me as she said that. I averted my eyes to ground.

"I won't say that you ruined Ahana's relationship. Because if it was that easy for that boy to leave and move on, it might have happened sometime in future. But that doesn't mean you didn't tampered with their relationship. And you had no right to do so. You had no right to make fake confessions and marry a innocent girl just because she stood against you. Right now you may feel that you don't deserve such harsh treatment, but son, I can't stop anyone now. You need to face everyone and remember your mistakes.", She sighed before she left to the direction where I remember was library.

I don't understand what I'm supposed do now. He's pulled in his own thoughts, processing everything and may be trying to remember his past. But I don't want that. I'm again forced here without my will but this time I'll not cry in some corner and then try to adjust. Because frankly, now I only live for my son, and if the sacrifice isn't for him, I'll never go ahead with it. I want to escape this man, go back to my safe haven, treat my son and make him healthy again. And then work hard for my kids better future. That is my only goal. And I'm not gonna tamper with them just because he wants to remember, realise and regret his mistakes. I've wasted my one year on this man, and nothing came out good. I've only received pain and this time, when my kids will be involved, I'm not looking for the same drama again.

I turned around and headed back upstairs. Right now he's confused and hit with allegations, and I don't want to anger a bruised lion. So quietly but quickly, I rushed inside his bedroom and sat down on my previous position.

I looked around. Nothing has changed. Well, there was nothing much to change to begin with. His bedroom was always a bland and tasteless one. When I first had a wish of having a sappy dream wedding, I had initially decided to paint my new bedroom purple. I loved purple that time. And then I was attracted to blue. I was really your typical teenage girl who had the same normal dreams every girl has. Of course I was a romance addict, I used to love to gush over handsome male leads when they did something swooning and cry over second male leads when they never got the girl. Now that I think back to my old days, I was so plain and simple. But moreover, I was happy. I was satisfied.

And then, I fell in love.

But nothing that those beautiful female leads of books and movies got to experience in their love tale happened with me. I only chased the redness of rose, never paid attention to the thorns it brought along. I was only lost in his eyes, never thought of the abyss they carried along.

And now, when I'm happy again, may be not in the way I dreamt to be, but still. I can't afford him wanting to come back in our lives. I can't offer myself and my son on a silver platter for him to use and hold hostage.

I just hope he asks me to leave in frustration. I just hope he gives up on the thought of trying to remember everything and move on with his life. I, honestly have no problem if he wants to get married and create his own happy family. That's none of my business. I've detached myself completely from his life and I intend to keep it the same.

I stiffened when the door to bedroom opened. His cologne surrounded me almost immediately. I gulped as the anticipation of what will happen next flooded inside me.

He sat down beside me and cleared his throat.

"I--I honestly don't know what to say right now.", He started sounding awkward and uncomfortable. I sighed. I don't want this conversation. I'm better off without it. Just let me go. "And I don't know what to say to you most of all. Because I can't ask anyone. After seeing only disgust in my family's eyes for me, I'm afraid to be met with new accusation. And this is new for me, Rivaah. I don't know what I was before the accident and I'm not trying to victimise myself just because I don't remember anything. It's just that, I'm frustrated and confused. It hurts when the people you love kept these many things hidden from you. I don't know how to cope up with this. There are actually many questions in my mind. But I'm afraid of the answers. I remember the words you said about your ex husband, or more precisly now- about me. I know you hate me. And I know I've made infinite number of mistakes in my past. Although I still really like you so much, I don't want to be selfish anymore. I've hurted you many times in past and unknowingly I was about to do the same. I don't know why you came back here when you were better off without me. And I won't ask you the reason. I've no right. I shouldn't have stopped you today, but now that I know that there's my child in your womb, I can't let you go either. So let's do one thing, after this child is born, I want it and you can go back. Wi-With Rey-Reyansh. He lo-loves you more than he'll ever want me. And you love him too. I don't want to separate you both. But this child, I want it-"

"Are you done?", I asked as I annoyedly looked at him.

"What?"

"Are you done playing the innocent. Accepting all of your mistakes and then innocently wanting to take my child won't work, Kabir. First of all, this is not your child so stop claiming it as yours. You don't remember anything? I'll help you enlighten some parts then! I was thrown out of your life because I cheated on you! I was sleeping with some other man who satisfied my urges. So don't worry, I'm not blaming you. I do hate you, but it's not a mystery that you hated me too. We were equally involved in ruining each other's life. And Reyansh? You don't need to worry about him too. He's not your son! He's the son of that man I used to sleep with! If we're done here, I'll take my leave. Good bye!", I said in one breath and stood up, wanting to rush out from here and from his life permanently.

A harsh painful tug yanked me back and I collided with his hard chest.

"Don't ever name my son a bastard child! You get that!?", He growled as his eyes blazed in fury. He was shaking with anger. "He's my son and this-", he pointed to my stomach, "-is mine too!", He whispered dangerously low. "And you-", he pulled me closer, "-are mine too, Rivaah!", He gritted out.

"I've done enough damage to you so I'm letting you go. But that doesn't mean I'll let you escape my eyes. You'll be always under my watch. You're just allowed to live in your own space, but whenever my son is involved, I'll be there for him. And this child, will stay here with me. I don't want to take Reyansh because he loves you a lot.", He said, his lips set in a snarl. "You can take Reyansh with you. But not this child. So until this is born, you'll stay at your parents house!", He said. No stated. And I was done obliging his demands anymore.

"Mommy was right. You don't want me.", I heard a broken murmur and gasped. Snatching my arm out of Kabir's loosened grip, I turned around and my heart snapped in two halves seeing my son's puffy red rimmed eyes again brimming with salty tears.

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