" Trust is the foundation of a strong relationship."
                          ~ Anya
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Chapter-5✯

Vanya's POV:

      I felt like crying in the moment. I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do. It's like my nightmare is standing infront of my eyes. Staring deep into them. My heart is beating fast. Anxiety, confusion every emotion is rushing in my veins.

                 My breath is becoming uneven. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Just then I heard my phone ringing. " Babies you both sleep. We will talk some other time." I said and rushed out. I looked at caller ID. It's Jhanvi.

      I lifted the call. "Hey! you slept?" She asked. "No. Was with kids." I replied.
  
            "What happened? You called at this hour?" I asked. "Nothing. Just wanted to check up on you." She said. After talking for sometime we both bid byes and cut the call. I laid on the bed.

       The Jaanu i know is not her.. she is bubbly, lively , a free spirit and a girl full of life with whom you won't mind talking for 24 hours.

        True that people changes drastically at some or other point in their life. And maybe it's ours..

        I remembered my babies asking about their father. I wonder what will happen if Surya comes to know....

Surya's POV:

      Reaching my always empty apartment I went straight to my room upstairs. Took a warm nerve calming shower and.
  
          Changing into a black night pants and white t-shirts I sat on the bed and started working.

           Some times I wonder if I can again be happy like used to be like when I was with her... I wonder whether I can move on, I wonder whether someone can take her place- the thought of letting another woman to break the walls seemed impossible to me.

        She clams my soul, and tames me. She knows when to wake the beast and when to clam me down. Her memories always haunts me no matter what and moving on is the last thing I will do. No one can force me.

        I sometimes wonder whether she moved on. It isn't hard for me to find whether she is with anyone. The thought that she will look at other man the same way she looked at me, the thought she smiling with that man the same way she did with me, the thought any other man can touch!!! Aaghh. I threw my phone to the wall.
  
       I went downstairs and opened the fridge. I took a beer bottle and started drinking until I passed out...

Vanya's POV:

" Did you know what happened to Mr. Subramanyam's daughter that day? She already pregnant with some Rajput guy and almost got raped by some goons."

       " Humph.. too much liberty for girls leads to situations like this only"

         " Hey did you know Vanya? Our senior? She got pregnant by her boyfriend... She almost got raped by some goons out there! I feel bad for her."

          " Hey! Don't say that she deserves it for whatever she have done to Surya Sir."

          " You bloody bitch shun the family's pride. How dare you come here in my brother's home? It will get impure. Just get lost!"

          " Aww so sweet and so vunerlable.. guys we got a treat" They all laughed looking at me...

" No please... Please dont do that!"

*Gasps*

 I woke up sweating as again the same nightmare repeated. I took the water bottle from the bed side table and drank it. Tears are leaking from the corner of eyes as I try to catch my breath. A painful sob left my mouth as I cried harder. I can't take it anymore. It hurts...

    I hugged myself so that no one can harm me again. Hiccups are followed too...

      Stay strong Vanya... Stay strong Vanya... You have kids to take care of... You have kids to take care of..  I started chanting so that I won't harm myself again...

The morning Sun rays hit my face. I grimaced at that and woke. A sleep after a crying session is better that to have a sleep with nightmare. I rubbed my face and saw it 5:30. 'Time to jog' I told myself and got up. Changed to my sweatshirt and sweatpants. I started jogging in our house garden which is big enough to jog.

        I don't go outside alone much as the scars are still fresh as new.

         After that I went and greeted my kids. I showered and dropping them at school I went to office and is greeted by Jaanu who is looking pissed.

            "What happened sweety?" I asked her. "Nothing baby. And Today we have a meeting . Iam going to get prepared. Bye." She said and left.

      I busied myself and started working . Soon it's evening and we left.

I reached home and to my surprise, I saw Mrs. Niyati there. "Hello madam! How are you?" I asked the elder lady who is now having my kids in my lap. If you wonder why we are this close then let me tell you she and her husband are the persons who saved me. She helped me alot. She is woman of age 50 and her husband is what like 55 I guess. They both are very lovely.

          "Now I saw you. Iam fine. And look sweety Neha is getting married day after tomorrow. I invited you right?" She asked and i nodded. Yes fifteen days back only they Alon with their family came to our house and invites us.

               " I came here in the this route to buy some stuff. I thought why not remind this old lady. So be ready I want your presence first thing." She said.

       "And... Bring these munchkins too. It would be lovely having them." She said and kissed their cheeks. Vansh smiled while Sanya too gave her smile by immediately rubbed her cheek. Just like him.

        After sometime of chit chat she left saying she have stuff to do. Later the rotinue started again...

Hello guys. Iam back with an update today too.

A STRONG WARNING:

This book contains, sexual assault like  molestation, voilence, romance, curse words etc..

      Remember I never supported any kind of abuse and will never do and is against it. All situations in the book are imagined by the author aka me. I never appreciated martial rape and will never do that in future also I will not wrote such scenes where the female lead falls in love the her husband who forced her.

         There won't be such things. And also I came across few people who criticised someone's hard work and made fun of some Author's Grammer and the thing is that many readers are supporting it. I even saw some people supporting that who are my readers too.

       So what are you guys huh? Are you all so perfect in everything? And some people stoop so low to even talk about upbringing just because the author used curses and bad words. I don't know who the hell is that but remember you PEOPLE who are saying like that just because of usage of curse words NO ONE I MEAN TO SAY NO ONE are allowed to talk about someone's upbringing. I strongly believe that KISI KO KUCH KAHANE SE PEHLE KUDH KO DEKHLO I am not saying that someone deliberately pointed me or any other author here.

    So what their story is general like others? So what if their Grammer is weak? Who are you to judge? Who gave you the right to talk about upbringing. If wattpad don't need Authors like them then it doesn't need people like you guys too who criticises badly on someone's hard work. THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK.

        Making fun of someone's situation became cool to you all? Huh? Grow up guys! People learn through their mistakes and no one is bloody damn perfect. Everyone has their own flaws and unlike many here they are trying to show their skills bravely. Wattpad is a place where anyone can write any types of stories. You are no one to judge. If you feel that author is wrong or writing immaturely then you are free to remove the book from library and from reading list.

         Iam not talking about myslef here. Iam just explaining my point of view.. Iam telling that it's bad to criticize in a bad way. If you feel their Grammer is weak suggest them. If you see some stories where some illegal things are going then report to Wattpad. You are no one to state who have the ability to write in Wattpad or not.

Remember. I see everything.. I might stay quiet that doesn't mean I know nothing so before commenting absurd things on my books think infinity times. Cause Iam not like other authors who would take the bashing silently.

       Many are saying that I support abuse and against feminism. That I made my female characters weak. In India still in the area you are living there will be atleast one girl who always obeys to her husband, father or brother. Just because my femal leads are weak sometimes they don't take bullshit. So before arguing with me think twice.

Anyways.

Love-Anya.