***Amogha's P.O.V***

It sucks to be alone at home and think about my husband who is enjoying with his bimbo! So I decided to go to my in-law's place as I hadn't visited them in a very long time.

"Arre Ammu...come in..come in" mom said as she opened the door for me when I reached their place half an hour later.

"Arre Sid's papa....come see your daughter has come to meet us after such a long time" she beamed as she hugged me and called out for dad to come. 

"Ammu..." dad squealed as he saw me and took me into a bear hug. 

"Feeling lonely beta? That workaholic son of ours...I'll kick his ass once he comes back" dad said as we sat down on the sofa.

My eyes welled at the mention of Sid but I tried to hide my expression quickly. "Work is also important na dad" I said, not looking at his face.

We had a nice time before lunch, with me helping mom with lunch and dad standing there, cracking jokes and telling old stories. Time went by quickly and mom dad went for their usual afternoon nap. I went and laid down on my bed, but sleep far away from me.

I was lost in thought about my husband and how I'd even fallen in love with him, when my phone rang. I looked up at the caller id which said 'Prithvi'.

I hadn't spoken to him since the incident at the restaurant last week and don't plan on talking to him any sooner. So I disconnected the call, but he called again.

Damn he's stubborn!! But I am more stubborn than him so I disconnected the call again. Thank God he didn't call after that. But a couple of minutes later, he sent a text saying - 

"Bby, I know you're pissed at me, but hear me out once I really love you truly and can keep you happy, unlike that jerk of a husband of yours. Oh and BTW, your husband doesn't love you. He's enjoying his time here in Pune. Don't believe me? Come online and check the image I've sent you on whatsapp..."

Curiosity got the best of me and I quickly downloaded the pic which Prithvi had sent, and I felt the ground below me crumble as I saw that pic!! 

Not wanting to be caught crying by my in-laws, I rushed to the bathroom, and closing the door behind me, I sat down on the ground clutching my head in my hand, tears spilling from my eyes like a waterfall.

I trust Sid and well, I love him but he doesn't. Before our marriage, I did say him that we're both entitled to have a private life, this is a love-less marriage. But I never expected this from Sid!!! 

I looked at the pic where Samira and Sid were lying on the bed, in a very cozy manner - that bitch's head on his shoulder and his arms around her. It'd be an understatement to say I was hurt.

I knew Sid didn't like me but those kisses and our cuddles which have been replaying in my mind in these past few days made me feel that maybe he had started developing feelings for me?

But thanks to this pic, I know for sure that Sid doesn't think like that about me at all! I knew he was serious about Samira and wanted to marry her. So maybe he still has feelings for her....

A loud tap on the bathroom door and my MIL calling my name brought me back to reality. I quickly freshened up but my eyes which are looking red definitely will give me away!! I opened the door and not finding my MIL there, I went to the living room, not looking up.

"Why were you crying Ammu" mom asked, sitting next to me on the sofa and caressing my head.

 "No mom I'm not" I said but the bastard tears gave me away!!

"Aww looks like she's missing Sid...he's been gone for a whole week obviously you miss him" dad piped in.

How can I tell them that I'm crying 'coz I'm hurt?! Their son doesn't love me?!! He left me for a bimbo?!!!

"Wait this might cheer you up" mom said after some time, got up and went to her room. She came back a few minutes later, a few photo albums in her hand.

"These are Sid's childhood pics. You haven't seen them na? Let me tell you all the antics of your husband during his childhood" mom said, sitting next to me and placing a photo album on my lap.

"This contains pics from his early childhood" mom said, beaming, as she showed me cute pics of Sid's childhood - his first pic when he was a 10 day old baby, his first day at school, his first football match, etc. Mom was telling me about his antics, like how he once climbed a tree and was too scared to climb down from it, how he bunked school and went the city all by himself to buy her a secret birthday gift, and so on. Sid was indeed very cute in these pics. 

We moved onto the second album, which consisted of pics from after his high-school. In most of these pics, Rishi too was with him as they were all taken during some of his school/college events.

There was a pic from his 1st year of Btech were he had come to my college for an inter-college fest. The pic was taken after he'd won the football match against Prithvi's college.

Sid's teammates were all seated on the ground, our college banner formed the background, a football in Rishi's hand and a trophy in Sid's hand who was at the center. The smile on his face indeed made me smile too! He looked so happy!! I must say that Sid indeed looked very dashing in that pic!

"You were in your 11th grade in the same college that year right dear?" mom asked me and I nodded.

"Ah I so wish that Sid had seen you that day, and you too had seen him and you both would have fallen in love and created a very beautiful love story" mom said, sounding wistful.

I couldn't help but blush and giggle at that. How do I tell her that Sid doesn't like me even now? 

At the end of the day, my mood was moderately lifted and I made up my mind to confront Sid about his bitch and put this whole matter behind.

If he wants a divorce, I'll give it to him and well, if he's happy then I'll be happy, though my heart broke into another million pieces at the thought of Sid and that bitch! 

Wait...what if...what if I'm not really in love with Sid? What if I'm just thinking too much?? I know I enjoyed those kisses and get these feelings in my tummy whenever he touches me or whenever we have an eye contact but what if it's just normal and I'm making it special by over thinking?

"Ammu, here take these" mom said as I was getting ready to leave and handed me a bag, similar to that of a shopping bag.

I looked at her questioningly to which she said "There's dinner for you in it and also a few snacks that you love. Also, I kept a photo album of some of Sid's special pics. I'm sure you'd love it" hugging me. Not saying anything about the album, I hugged mom back and made my way back home in my car.

I slumped back on the couch as soon as I reached home and locked the main door. Let's think back - am I over thinking these events and making myself believe that I'm in love with Sid when infact I'm not?? But what about Sid?

Does he like me?? No ofcourse not! 

Then what about those heated moments with him, those kisses mean?  Maybe it was just the spur of the moment?

Then why did he feel so...what did his expression mean at the restaurant when Prithvi was speaking about us? May not be jealousy! I need to re-visit that memory wait!!

*** A week ago in the restaurant with Samira the bitch and Prithvi***

 "So Prithvi, tell me how you and Amogha lost touch? You say shes your good friend but you didn't even know that she was married!" Samira asked as soon as the waiter left, taking our orders.

This is something I don't want Prithvi to answer, specially to Samira! I am sending mental prayers to all the Gods I know that Prithvi doesn't answer the question! But...all my prayers are in vain as Prithvi started answering the question - 

"Ah well, this baby girl here was my gem. We met when I was in my 4th grade and she was in her 2nd grade. We went by the same school bus and hence always ended up sitting together. As time passed, we got really close and became good friends. We knew each-other very well and well, we could read each-other like open books! I knew and I still know her likes and dislikes...I enjoyed her company and felt a bit lonely after I left school for my 11th and 12th, but still we were in touch for a bit, which slowly died out. Again, I got in touch with her after I called to congratulate her after her 10th board results were out. We would regularly hang out or call or text. Due to her hectic schedule during her 11th and 12th std, we lost touch slowly again and I got frustrated not being with her. I slowly realized that I had developed feelings for her. I knew she already liked someone else, but well, I couldn't take it anymore so I proposed to her on my last day of my master's and well, she said she only saw me as a friend, so she rejected my proposal. I was definitely hurt and well, she felt awkward in my presence and so we both agreed that I needed time to move on from her because she's my first love. Hence, she walked away, dropping all contacts with me" 

For some reason, I looked at Sid, who had a mixed expression on his face! He was smirking, with a look of....happiness in his eyes, but also a small frown formed in his face a couple of seconds later and that look in his eyes was replaced by something I'm not able to comprehend!! Nope not possible...it wasn't happiness. Why would he be happy? He loathes Prithvi and since Prithvi didn't get his first love (me) so maybe that's why Sid looked happy?

"So...do you like her still?" Samira asked and I glared at her. Sid looked very curious though! 

"Ah..well...she's my baby girl and she'll always be my baby girl" Prithvi said and winked, emphasizing the word my. He still can't have feelings for me?! I don't know why but I suddenly despise him! 

The dinner went by and well it was obviously awkward! 

We went out of the restaurant to head on our way when Sid got a call and he excused himself and went aside. Samira had gone to the restroom and I and Prithvi were standing near the car-parking, a cool breeze blowing and making my hair dance. I was about to put the strand of hair behind my ear when out of no-where, a masculine hand did it for me - Prithvi's hand! I moved away from his touch but he came closer. 

"I still love you Ammu and I know you don't like your husband! I know you were dating Adi and broke up and were still hung up on him when you got married to Sidharth! I know that deep down that you have feelings for me. I can help you move on from him you know? You should give me a chance! Those long talks and long walks that we used to have, those sweet moments we used to have...those all definitely mean that even you too had some feelings for me Ammu. Open your heart for me and I will make you the happiest person on Earth! You can't deny that you never felt anything for me, especially after that kiss of ours..." Prithvi trailed off and broke abruptly, while I'm still contemplating his words.

When the heck did I kiss him? I've never even kissed his cheeks, let alone smooch!!! He's lost his marbles!! I turn to look at him and reply to him that we've never ever kissed and I always thought of him as a friend, nothing else. But I was surprised to look at the smug expression on his face. I turned around to see Sid standing feet from us and Samira clutching onto him as though her life depended on it! I am trying very hard not to rip apart that bitch and smother her with my bare hands when Sid spoke up "Let's go" and pulled Samira into the car and just drove away?!!!

I was just staring at the way in which Sid drove away his car, a million thoughts running in my head.. So he does love Samira...I'm nothing for him!! He just proved it to me tonight that he loves her.

Whatever we shared..those kisses...every-thing was just due to the heat of the moment. Tears spilling from my eyes confirm that my heart was broken and from the shattering sounds of this poor heart of mine I can guarantee that it's not gonna heal any time soon!!

"Shush don't cry baby...I'm hear for you. See didn't I tell you that he will break you? Didn't I tell you I'll keep you happy??" Prithvi said, wiping away my tears and hugging me.

I don't know what made me do it but I just pushed him away and gave him a tight slap saying "Don't ever dare to touch me.  You knew he was watching and that's why you lied right?! Asshole!! Fuck off from my life and dare you ever show your filthy face to me again!" and I walked off...

I reached home a couple of hours later, completely disheveled and broken and in desperate need of a hug! I opened the main door to find the house in a complete mess....clothes thrown away...Couch cushions all messed up...and Sid's bedroom opened. His room was also messy. His bed clearly shows that two people had slept in it...did he and Samira sleep together???

Tears spilled from my eyes and I did nothing to stop them because yet again, my heart broke. I cried for a very long time, sitting there on Sid's bedroom floor and clutching my knees to my chest.

After what felt like years, a sound from my phone broke my thoughts and I looked at it, hoping for Sid's message saying he loves me. I was happy when I saw Sid's name as the contact who sent the message, but was broken again when I read the content of the message- 

"I'm leaving for Pune and I won't be back for a couple of weeks. Don't contact me again"

To be continued...