Disha glanced at the piece of paper kept on the side table...open, she moved towards it as she picked it up starting to read it.

"Disha...I know I hurt you a lot, a lot, might be I gave you so much pain that no one can heal, not even time, I hurt you at the time you needed me the most, I pushed you away from me at the time you needed someone's succour the most, I hated you without any reason at the time you loved me , you needed my love the most, I never hated anyone as much as I hated you, maybe because I knew I had the right, the right to hate you because you, you loved me...You never retaliated because you thought you didn't have the right, you didn't because you thought I didn't love you but today, I wish to give you that right, that right to hate me, hate me as much as you wish, get angry on me as much as you want because I...I Love You..."

Disha couldn't say anything, she just smiled, she kept smiling as tears took their way out of her eyes, they were of happiness.