As soon as he came out his eyes fell on Ankush, Shreya and Varun who were looking at him and he realized his inner turmoils must be visible to them. He took a deep breath and tried to show himself sober.

" Ise kya hua ?? " Ankush mumbled. Vardaan heard him and gestured that he'll tell later.

Their attention was diverted with some announcement. The couple was having a photoshoot. People were dancing and having fun. Everything was going how it was supposed to.

Shehnaaz stood there constantly reminding herself not to recall anything for sometime. She just doesn't know what exactly and how exactly she should feel. She was confused with her reactions... All she knew was that it wasn't good and this feeling felt like choking her.

Sidharth looked at her and even though he was himself hurt but his heart stung for her more and a sudden escalation of anger and frustration took place. He was frustrated with her actions, mad at her words, sympathetic for her suffering but firstly, he wanted to hug her and push whatever was troubling her away, to hold and hide her in himself, he wanted to scold her for getting affected with the stupid people, he wanted to kiss those tears away she was holding, he wanted to make her sleep on his lap shrugging all the bad thoughts away, he wanted to take her away... from everyone... just hold and hide her in himself.

Thinking for some seconds he directly reached Aman and took him aside to know every damn thing happened.

Shehnaaz came aside to Misha as she remembered that she came here for her.

" Tu theek hai na ?? " Shehnaaz asked Misha.

" Mujhe bhi yahi puchna hai... "  Misha questioned back.

" Teko rest karna hai to andar chal.. " Shehnaaz said avoiding the question.

" Wo necklace tu kisko dene wali thi aur kisko derahi hai ?? Kyu ?? Tera koi matlab bhi nahi banta fir bhi ?? Tujhe nahi lagta bevkoofi hai ye ??  "

" Jisko dena tha unki izzat zada pyaari hai mujhe ?? I can't fail her... "

" But Shehnaaz this is not.... " Vardaan tried to speak but was interrupted by her phone's beep sound.

Reflexively, they all looked down at the phone in her hand and then Vardaan and Misha kept quite as she checked what it was. They looked at her waiting for her to get over with that and they could talk to her but they got slightly confused watching her expressions going straight. Her face showed nothing for sometime. She was still looking at screen but unfocused. Her mind running something which even Misha couldn't guess. Shehnaaz turned her face subconsciously to other side realizing their gaze on her leaving them more confused. She stayed still for some seconds and turned again.

" Vardaan jab aayega uske sath ghar chale jaana... " Shehnaaz said taking keys from Misha's hand of her car and moved away.

Vardaan and Misha stood there processing what exactly happened and whatever they could made them go behind her.

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Then the rituals were started and everyone gathered around the stage. The elders of the family performing some rituals and the one's for whom the rituals were being performed just lost the meaning and charm suddenly. Whatever happened was not letting them come out of guilt and they were embarrassed.

Raghav's uncle & family came forward and started thee rituals.

" Ek minute !! Mujhe bhul gaya nalayak ?? " Raghav's grandmother said who was sitting aside on a wheelchair.

Raghav's Dadi, the senior most member of the family, carrying multiple shades owing to the age and her Alzheimers but a stubborn kid was always there in her. She could be all loving for a person in a second and could bash the same in another second.

" Arey Maa... aap to dadi hai aapka maan to sabse bada hai... " Raghav's uncle said.

" Haa Bahu ko haar aap dijiye... " Raghav's aunt said.

" Ha to mai hi dungi meri Shweta bahu ko haar... " Dadi said like a stubborn kid.

" Aapki Shweta bahu ki shaadi ko 30 saal hogaye... ye Ankita bahu hai.. " Raghav's mother said chuckling as her mother-in-law was talking about her only.

" Ha ha wahi... Anita bahu... " Dadi replied irritatingly making others giving up on correcting her.

" Shravan !!! leke chal mujhe " Dadi said looking besides.

" Dadi Sidharth hu mai !! " Sidharth corrected and came behind her.

" Ha ha chal... "

Sidharth held the chair and took Raghav's dadi forward. She did the rituals forgetting and shuffling the process and at last when jewellery was to be given Raghav's uncle held the jewellery box given by Shehnaaz tighter in hesitation. His mind still telling him not to this.

" Dad... laao do idhar... " Naina went close to her father and bent to take the box from his hand.

Before she could even touch, the box was swiftly taken from uncle's hand from behind. And both of them looked behind and saw Sidharth standing there. Watching their confused faces, Sidharth gestured them with eyes to look ahead making Naina shock & disappointed and her father shock & relieved.

Naina's father quickly moved ahead watching Dadi taking out the original jewellery which was under her shawl on her lap.

" Maaa.. ye aapke pas kaise aaya ?? " Raghav's uncle asked in shock.

" Mera hi to hai nikamme... " Dadi replied.

" Ye aapke pas hai aapne bola kyu nahi kisi ko ?? "

" Mera haar mere pas hoga mai kyu bataungi kisi ko... "

" Ye aapka nahi hai Maa... aapka gharpe hai... parr ye kab aaya aapke pas... aur aapne kab rakh liya.." Raghav's uncle asked again very sweetly like taking out information from a kid.

" Chup reh tu... sab janti hu mai... apni biwi ko dene ke liye jhoot bol raha hai na ?? "

" Maa... aap bhi na.. ye Ankita bahu ka hai.. "

" Kon Ankita ?? "

" Raghav ki biwi maa.. "

" Theeek hai firr.. Mai khud dungi mere Raghav ki bahu ko.. " Dadi said stubbornly hugging the box close to her and smiling blissfully looking at her dearest grandson ready to be hitched.

Dadi bent closer to Ankita and gave her the necklace and the couple had a different relief for the first time all this while.

" Ye le... dena nhi kisi ko... apni saaso ko to bilkul nahii.. theek hai... " Raghav's daadi apparently whispered making everyone laugh.

" You were with Dadi throughout the evening na ?? " Sidharth asked in an extreme calm tone making Naina nervous.

" Nahii... bas dekh rahi thi dadi ko.. kuch zarurat na.. ho.. unka dhyan mai hi rakhti hu na... " Naina fumbled with her words not exactly understanding his tone.

" To ye itna bada box ek baar nazar nahi aaya ?? "

" Na.hiii... aajata to itna time waste thodi hota... " Naina tried to be confident with her words.

" Time waste ke alawa bahaut kuch nahi hota agar jab tum uncle ka room check kr ke vapis aayi... yaha.. aur dadi ke pas jewellery box dekh liya tabhi jake andar bol deti.. nahii ?? " Sidharth said gritting his teeth spitting fire through his eyes.

" Kkyaaa bol rahe ho ?? " Naina tried to defend herself being totally baffled and her face was enough for tell the story. Sidharth kept quite for few seconds telling her silently that she messed up bad.

" Ye drama mere saamne to karna mat "

" Sidharth listen !! ... " Naina tried to be sweet to save herself and came ahead trying to hold his hand and he pulled his hand back before she could even touch.

" Never touch what belongs to someone else... ache se baitha lo dimag me...  " He said it raising the jewellery box but indicating a lot more.

" Bahaut kuch kar sakta hu parr tumhare khali dimag ki punishment koi  aur kyu jhele right ?? Mere bhai ka special day kharab nahi kar sakta..  Maasi ki khushi kharab nahi kar sakta.. Tumhare Maa baap ki izzat kharab nahi kar sakta... aurrr.... MERI NAAZ ki mehnat to bilkul kharab nahi kar sakta.. " He said and as the last words striked his mind he himself was amazed that he took those words out so smoothly.

Naina got relieved listening to his words which Sidharth noticed very well and smirked.

" Khush mat hona... jin jinke saamne ye drama kiya hai na... jinke saamne uska naam kharab karne ki koshish ki hai... un sabko pata chalega... utna to mai karunga... itna bhi acha nahi hu mai.. " He said and moved away realizing she doesn't deserve a second more of his time.

He turned and looked around and couldn't see Shehnaaz anywhere. Everyone was around, clicking pictures and congratulating the couple and his eyes reached at a distance near the main entrance. He could see Vardaan and Misha there going out. He literally ran and slowed down near them who were going out behind Shehnaaz calling her. But before he could speak he saw outside gate and got the answer to his question.

Sidharth saw Shehnaaz walking away taking long strides and her body language showed a different rage... a different ferocity.

" Kaha jaa rahi hai wo ?? " Sidharth asked.

" Pata nahi... bas chaabi uthaai aur chali gayi... "

And this much information was enough for him to drop what, when, where ?? And just go and be with her and he ran behind but before he could, she was in the car and drove away.

He was upset with her, he was mad at her and he had reasons for that. But for the first time he was able to suppress what he was feeling. His priority was to be with her or atleast assure that she wasn't suffering alone. And that's what love did to him. He realised that they aren't just fancy words when they say that other person matters more... it's an actual fact and he was experiencing that.

He stopped the moment her car started and stood there for few seconds panting and running his fingers through his hair harshly and then into his pockets to realize that his car keys were not with him. He turned back swiftly and saw Maa who just came and stood besides Vardaan and Misha behind him.

" Kya hua haan ?? Kaha gayi Sana ?? " Maa asked tensely and Sidharth just doesn't know what to say exactly.

" Acha tu jaa pehle uske pas... jaldii " Maa said suddenly realizing his fidgety and restlessness.

" Meri keys !! Varun ke pas hai shayad.." Sidharth said remembering it with hands roaming over his empty pockets.

" Ye pakad meri gaadi leja... " Vardaan said handing him his car keys.

Sidharth quickly took it, looked at Maa who nodded at him and went behind her.

He drove fastly and could see her car a little later.

" Karr kya rahi hai ye... na raste pata hai na drive karne ki aadat hai... " He mumbled to himself and the words only added up to his worry.

" Shehnaaz stop.... please !!! " He shouted but wasn't sure if his voice reached her.

The rage he realised in her, he was afraid if he blowed horn she could speed up even more pushing herself in danger and he could only ask her politely to stop so he speeded up to reach closer.

He increased the speed but she was like just trying to run away.. trying to hide.. She wondered if she ever got this much affected with anything... but she was getting now. She knew her reaction wasn't purely out of this situation but adulterated. But it was coming out weirdly troubling her.. troubling him.. troubling them.

He kept following her and got relieved watching her going on the route of their home.

Till the time he reached, her car was in the parking but she was gone. He quickly came out and reached her floor.

He entered her flat with his keys but found the living room still dark like no one was present. She didn't came here ?? Then where she was ?? He got confused and then for a moment it striked that if not here then his home ?? But how was that possible considering the mess between them right then. But he could check atleast. And he was about to go when he heard a faded thump sound. He couldn't even derive what it was ?? Was it from house only or from outside ?? Or was it actually a sound or his own movements gave him the illusion. And he doesn't know why he just went towards her room... Just to settle that little part of his mind which reminded that even if it doesn't looks like anyone was here but checking once was no harm.

As Shehnaaz came into the room, she went to do the first thing she do everytime she's upset, arranging her closet. She so badly wanted a distraction, she was so desperate to just not think, to just forget things for some time alteast that she didn't even remembered to switch the lights on and started taking out stuff under the moonlight. It was getting intolerable. Her mind needed break or she would go crazy. It was not some client showing stupid tantrums and attitude, some colleague creating problems, Misha doing some stupidity or some neighbor aunty's gossiping... She knew she was taking class 2 methods for a class 12 problem. But what else she could do ??.She didn't knew !! So she tried whatever she knew. But this was big... this was deep. Like an old hidden scar scratched again. And with the realization she dropped the stuff and sat down dropping the hope and attempts to handle herself.

He held the knob of the door and rotated it and found it locked. He stayed still and silent for a few seconds in an trying to hear anything which could indicate her presence. And it happened.  He wasn't sure if he heard something or felt something... but he was sure that she was in the room only.

And then she heard his voice, she so wanted to open the door and hide into him but could she do that now ?? There was still a question that he doesn't trusted her in that situation. Although everything inside her screamed that she was having utter stupid assumptions but how to deny facts. And most importantly what would she even say to him ?? She can't even explain what she was feeling... what she was going through. There were just no correct words. And she stayed like that just waiting for that eruptions of thoughts to take a break.. she was extremely tired mentally.

" Shehnaaz ??? " He called softly but got no response.

" Naaaz ??? Jawab de ! " He called again louder and got no response again making him tensed like hell.

" Shehnaaz please atleast answer dammit " Sidharth said in anger now thumping the door loudly.

" Shehnaaz open the door... I know you are here... " He said now sternly.

" Tujhe nahi baat karni ? Mat kar... Gussa karna hai ? Maarna hai ? Jo marzi kar... Mai room me bhi nahi aaunga teko nahi chahiye to yahi baitha rahunga parr darwaza khol de... pleaseee Naaz. " And he turned from stern to finally plead.

He tried convincing with everything he could and with each word coming out an unknown fear just kept engulfing him with no response from her side. He dropped the idea of requesting her and quickly called Misha asking for spare keys of the room.

And then the door opened with a thud. And it was dark too. But the little moonlight coming inside showed him her shadow sitting on the floor against the closet with her knees up and head resting on it. He could see the closet door open, pile of clothes on the edge of the bed and some lying on floor messily and some still partially hanging down from the shelf.

The view was sickening to the already unpleasant situation. And just to reduce that feeling he firstly switched the lights on. He could see the little uncomfortable twitch in her body with the lights which she knew was on even when her head was still dugged into her knees. May be the thought that she had nothing she could say for his questions.

Removing the shoes asides, he came and sat down besides her. He held her arm and pulled her to him and held her against him hiding her holding her back of the head. That's the only thing her heart wanted... to hide into him but her mind reminded that she was upset with him and she tried to do what she was supposed to do as per that situation. And she tried to part herself forcibly but still reluctantly.

Her sobs started bursting out and she tried to come out of his hold while he tried to hold her still to calm her down. His tight hold and her constant struggle made her dupatta stretch and the safety pin used to fix it opened up but still stucked in the strap of the dress which he saw.

" Shehnaaz stop.. lag jaega please... " Sidharth requested her a little louder between her sobs and struggles.

But she was like flowing into the zone of venting out and lost her senses.

" Please let me fix this... lag jaega tujhe " He said again.

And watching her not even listening, his eyes were stucked on the safety pin which could hurt her anytime. He just wrapped his arm around her shoulder tighter to hold her still and placed his fingers under her strap which eventually hurted him and he winced. And what his pleads and requests couldn't do, his wince did and she stopped and quickly looked at her shoulder. He took the pin out and kept the dupatta over her shoulder properly.

He looked at her who was looking at his hands to see where he got hurt and he pulled her back into a hug and his other hand reached down looking at her foot which was twisted in an uncomfortable position due to the heels which would hurt later and he started removing them. How was she supposed to be mad at him ?? She had to be... How could he not trust her ?? But was she supposed to demand that ??  Yes ofcourse she was !!... She wanted to be mad but how would she ??... On one hand, she felt like she got the world and on the other it was like she had nothing in her world without his trust. She remembered that even he was upset with her and got confused with his action considering their last encounter and tried to part to look upto him but he held her still holding her back of the head.

" Lad liyo baad me... kahi nahi jaa raha mai... " He said crushing her more into him.

And his words were like a medicine to her. She left her body loose for him to held going against her own self... She needed this. He knew her need even before her ownself. This was the only place in world which makes her free of thoughts and that's what she needed then.

Marz ki vajah kuch bhi ho dawa to wo hi hai..

" Kaun hai wo Naina ?? Usko itna importance kaise de rahi hai ?? " He said using her way only which she used over him when he was reacting over Rashmi's words in restaurant.

" Tune kaise di firr ?? " She snapped back finding herself stupid that she had big things and what she was complaining for right then.

" Maine di use importance ?? " He asked bewildered.

" Uske sath tha na poora time... mai yaad bhi nahi aayi... meri taraf nazar bhi nahi aayi... " She continued and her voice choked at the last line.

Say her stupid or anything but him being away from her would never be a thing she could act maturely over. But right then her little complaints were more of an attempt to give him some reason for her extreme behaviour as she can't explain the other thing Or She couldn't put it into words for her ownself how would she say to him ??

He heard her words and pulled her away and his grip on her waist tightened.

" Wrong words baby !! Teri taraf nazar Aane. Nahi. Di. Kyunki I couldn't have praised you decently then... " He said with some mixed emotions of anger, frustration, possession, obsession and a lot and she couldn't even blink listening to his intense raw words.

Looking into her eyes, he held her waist even tight and made her turn around and pulled and her back bumped his chest. They could feel their bare skin being cohesed due to the moistened sweaty skin. 

His hands still holding her waist and he looked up at the open closet door which was a mirror inside and she was looking at him through it.

"  Nazar tujhse door rakhne ki zarurat padi... kyunki bakio parr nazar jaaye bhi to farq nahi padta... mai bevajah muskurata nahi hu tab... kab kya bol jau ? kya kar jau iska hosh nahi khota mai tab...  Mujhe nahi pta tu kaise aur kyu achi lag rahi hai... aise kapde bahauto ne pehne the parr meri nazar ne sirf tujhe upar se neeche dekha. And trust me I felt breathless... isliye nazar hatayi tujhse...  Kya khas hai pata nahi mujhe par mujhe sab special lag raha hai... "

" Be it these earrings... " He said and  placed a soft kiss on her ear closing his eyes.

" Or this neck piece... " he whispered placing a kiss at back of her neck over the necklace's chain

" Or this dupatta... " he swiftly pulled the duppatta and it fell off and he kissed her shoulder.

Shehnaaz stuggled to not close her eyes as all what she was going through, this moment despite making her breath hitch felt like giving her breath⁰ and she was hell bent to hold onto it and feel it and see it... everything which would strengthen her.

" Or this dress... " He said poking his face against her neck and snuggling and his hand moved from her waist to stomach rubbing the skin.

He rubbed her stomach softly. It was just caressing out of affection and nothing else as his mind only roamed around clearing her head atleast however much mess he knew. But she was having the affects of his touch and she shuddered making him come to senses.

" But sabse important cheez... " He said gaining her attention back and she opened her eyes and looked into his through mirror.

" I want this how it used to be earlier... " He said pointing at her lips and then gave a peck which was quite unexpected for both of them.

" I want that smile back... Mujhe samajh nahi aaraha hai Naaz... kuch bhi nahi... agar tu mujhse isi baat se naraaz thi to I have cleared that... aur kuch bhi hai to tu bol... aur tu itni samajhdaar hai how could you behave like this ?? Tu to wo hai na jo apne sahi ke liye apne maa baap ke saamne bhi khadi rahi... fir yaha Naina ki bakwas, jo ki har koi jaanta hai that it meant nothing... koi tujhe galat bhi nahi soch raha hai... to tu kaise usse affect ho rahi hai ?? "

And the mere mention of her parents reminded her something and her mental mess just got worse. She couldn't held herself anymore. What he said was all true, and in her favour only but only if she was able to process words, only of she heard anything beyond the mention of her parents. Her mind gave up processing and the others words meant nothing for her right then. All she could hear was that she didn't had her parents with her. She couldn't make them trust her. She was a failure. The words were someone else's but just the mention of her parents made them echo in her head.

Sidharth was saying all the things he could which would make her better and calm and not think about anything stupid. But he wondered if his words were reaching her as he saw her half open eyes and her body losing balance.

" Shehnaaz ?? Kya hora hai ?? Haa ?? " Sidharth asked patting her cheek in panic.

" Shehnaaz !!!! "

Her head was pounding, her vision turned blurry but the voices in her head kept getting louder, she got all sweaty within seconds being scared of the darkness which was engulfing her and the faded voice of him shouting her name was the last thing she heard before passing out.

His hands started shaking watching her unconscious but he held a grip over himself. He got up, picked her up and made her lay on the bed. His brain just couldn't process what should be his next step. And he takes his phone out to call the first name he could remember in any situation.

" He..helloo Maa !! "

" Ha Sidharth Sana mili ?? Theek hai na wo ?? "  Maa asked worriedly.

" Nah.hiiii... nahi hai theek... wo.. behosh hogayii.. ekdm... mujhe nahi samajh aara kuch... kya karu.. " He replied fumbling.

" Sidharth shant ho pehle tu to... panic mat karr... " Maa said to calm him down.

" Niti ghar aagayi kya ?? " He asked.

" Bhai mai sath hi hu... ham bas pahauchne wale hai... " Niti replied as Maa had her phone on speakers.

" Iske hath kyu itne thande ho rakhe hai... " Sidharth said again shockingly as he held Shehnaaz's hand.

" BP drop ho sakta hai... ham pahauch gaye bas... lift me hu... " Niti told.

Niti, Maa, Varun and Sarita aunty reached her floor.

" Mera bag... " Niti remembered as the lift door opened.

" Mai leke aaraha hu tu jaa... " Varun said.

" Mere room me hai... study table pr... " Niti shouted throwing the keys at Varun and rushed towards Shehnaaz's flat.

Sidharth literally ran towards the gate listening to the doorbell and everyone entered and moved to bedroom directly. Maa rushed and sat besides her and her eyes welled up remembering how cheerfully she hugged her few hours back and now she was lying like this with this pale tear strained face.

" Bhai wo box dena... " Niti said as she saw a Blood Pressure monitor on the night stand which was kept to keep a check on Misha's BP.

Sidharth quickly moved and took it and gave it to her and sat at side and held her hand which he felt held him back too slightly. Maa noticed their hold and then looked up at Sidharth whose face said like his breath was snatched... or may be it actually was.

" BP low hogaya hai... tension mat lo... thodi der me theek ho jayengi bilkul... " Niti told looking at Sidharth and quickly took her bag from Varun who just came.

Shehnaaz moved a little and she was a little conscious. She could slightly feel her surroundings. Her eyes were heavy and she couldn't open them. Niti injected her and her face scrunched slightly and looking at her face Sidharth's face twitched too. Shehnaaz slept again and they came out.

" Mai change karke aa rahi hu.. uske sath hi rukungi mai... waha bhi nahi thi uske pas... " Maa said stubbornly and feeling guilty and rubbing her tear off.

" Maa !! Please... isme aap kuch nahi kar sakte the... " Sidharth said consoling her as however much guilty he consider himself for the very same reason but he couldn't bear a lone tear in Maa's eyes.

" Kya hua Sana ko ?? " Misha asked worriedly standing on the gate as she just came with Ankush, Shreya and Vardaan.

" BP low hogya... " Niti told.

" How stupid of me !! Wo theek nahi thi maine kaise aane diya !! " Misha blamed herself.

" Misha yrr... ab tu mat tabiyat kharab kar apni... jo hona tha wo kisi bhi tarah hota... to tu khayal rakh ab uska instead of thinking all this... " Vardaan made her understand.

" Unhone kuch khaya bhi nahi waha sara din... " Shreya said as she remembered.

" Abhi sone do... subah uthte hi khila dena kuch... it's not just physical but mental exhaustion more... " Niti suggested.

Maa came back after changing and laid besides Shehnaaz holding her hand and slept a little later caressing her hair.

Sidharth was in the living room with Vardaan and Misha saw him all agitated. She knew it was mean to say but this was what she had wished for since last 4 year years. Someone being this true to Shehnaaz's soul... Someone who was ready to take her all worries... doesn't matter he could actually do that or not ?? But atleast he holds that intention.

Taking a deep breath she moved to him.

" Buddy !! " Misha called him trying to be all cheery she could be to lift his mood up however much she could.

Sidharth smiled at her not to let her down but they all very well know how fake it was. She gave them both cup of coffees and sat there in front of them.

" She's okay... Stop worrying !! " Misha told him.

" Mish please help me yrr !! Pleasee!! " Sidharth said pleadingly. It was like all his patience broke as he saw the hope for his answers into Misha.

" Mujhe kuch bhi samajh nahi aaraha hai... I can't see her like this... harr cheez perfect chahiye kaam me isko, to thoddda bahaut khayal apna kyu nahi rakh sakti hai ye ?? ...  Mere upar kisi ne sawaal uthaaye usne itna calmly fight kiya... usdin party me kya kya cheeze boli usne itni calmly sabko jagah dikhaayi... maine hamesha usko sorted dekha in cheezo me... wo to kehti thi mujhe fizool ke logo se farq nahi padta for aaj kyu ?? Wo Naina ne galat kiya parr uski khud ki family tak uski baat nahi sun rahi to Shehnaaz ko galat manne ka sawaal hi nahi uthta... fir wo kyu apne upar le rahi thi itna affect ho rahi thi ??? ... Bura lagna, gussa hona samajh aata hai... parr itna stress ki ye haalat ho jaaye...  Har jagah jawab diya isne sahi ke liye aaj apne sahi pe jawab to door ki baat parr sun kar bhi kaise liya ??... Aman ko support karna tha karti na... Mujhe kyu kaha mai kuch na karu ?? Mera right nahi tha wo ??... mujhe kyu door kiya ?? maine kya kiya tha ?? " Sidharth started taking his mess out and atlast couldn't control and even his hurt, his complaints were supposed to come out.

" In me se kisi bhi baat ka jawab nahi hai mere pas... parr itna pata hai ki mai use pehli baar aise dekh rahi hu and for some odd reasons I'm feeling good.." Misha said casually and Sidharth and Vardaan looked at her surprisingly.

" Haa... matlab usne kya bola ? Kyu bola ? Wo to wo hi bata sakti hai parr maine hamesha dekha hai use not reacting at all over things which could led wars if happened with me... Kamaal ki baat hai jo dusro ke dreams ko paint karti hai uske apne liye koi dreams nahi the... ho hamesha koshish karti hai ki jo bhi uske saamne ho wo disappointed na ho, dispirited na ho uski apne liye koi hopes hi nahi hoti thi... Jo aapne bola na ki usne ye bola, gussa hui, disappointed hui, hurt hui kuchhh bhii... mai use sirf reactions ke taur par dekh rahi hu jo bahaut hi mushkil dekhe hai maine usse... Pata hai Maine aajtak nahi pucha usko ki exactly kya issue hai uski life me... kyunki mujhe ye pata tha ki jo bhi baat hui... choti ya badi.. it had disturbed her soul... Aur wo us chapter ko daba ke baithi hai andar... aur wo usi ke saamne khulega jispe uska dil bharosa karega ki wo sambhaal lega use... Shayad kahi na kahi uska dil-dimag samajh gaya hai ki wo baggage kiske samne khola jaa sakta hai... Itne saalo ke dabaye hue emotions hai... halki chot lagegi to bhi bahar aayenge... aur kaise aayenge wo shayad wo khud bhi nahi sambhaal paa rahi... Dabe hue emotions bahar aate hai to direction dena bahaut mushkil hota hai... " Misha explained.

Sidharth still didn't got his answers. But right then all he could do was be with her. Atleast that way he could get some peace.

Telling Misha and Vardaan to sleep, he went to Shehnaaz's room and saw Maa sleeping holding her hand and he just sat on the couch looking at her. Love was Strange !!! It was only she who had the authority to hurt him and it was only she, who could heal him. And he just couldn't see her like this... Her silence was what breaks him the most. He wanted her to talk to him about every possible thing which trouble her but only if he knew that she wanted to do that, but she doesn't know if she could make him understand her fears & insecurities.

And his thoughts halted as his eyes fell over her phone lying on the floor near night stand with the broken screen. He picked it up and his focus was on half broken screen and diverted as he placed his finger subconsciously out of habit over the sensor. It got unlocked and a small smile appeared on his face as he remembered the moment she saved his fingerprints too as screen unlock.

Flashback...

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He was sitting in her kitchen on the chair reading some documents on her laptop while she was cooking lunch for them.

" Kitna kaam hai teko ?? " She said washing her hands.

" Thoda sa hai baby... " He replied still focused on the laptop.

" Ye thoda sa to ek ghante me to ho jaana chahiye tha na... " She said tauntingly and was going behind him smoothly.

" No no no baby.... Itna smart nahi banne ka !! " He said and held her hand over his shoulder as she was about to wipe her wet hands on his t-shirt. Just one of her mischiefs.

" Maine kya kiya... bataa... massage deri thi mai to kabse kaam karrha hai... " She said trying to be smart.

" Achaaa ??... to ek kaam karr... tel leke aa... dena hai to ache se de... " He said being supersmart making her mouth fell agape. This man has to always win.

She was giving him a champi making faces and cursing him inside how smartly he pulls every situation in his favour and her session broke with her phone's beep. She could see the pop-up that it was from office and could be important.

" Sidharth phone unlock karke de zara mere hath me oil laga hai... "

" Abey intelligent insaan... mere fingerprints se khulega kya ? "

" You not so intelligent insaan pattern lock bhi hota hai... "

" Aur wo patani konsi country ka map hai... meko ni yaad... "

" Itna to simple hai... tu har baar bhul jata hai... "

" Abey to face lock kyu nahi lagaya... wo feature bhi use karne ke liye hai... pata hai na ?? "

" Tu pagal hai... muje kisi ne kidnap karke phone unlock kiya to ?? " She said in a serious tone washing her hands.

" Achaa ?? Aap agar already kidnapped hai kidnappers ke liye kitna mushkil hoga aapki fingers ko sensor pe lagana ?? "

" Haaa... theek hai na to ab kya karu fir ab mai kya kar sakti hu... karliya to karliya... mai kidnap hogayi hu tujhe phone bachane ki padi hai ??? " She said checking her phone and replying to the messages.

" Hein ??? Khud ko bata ye.. "

" Chup kar abhii... " She said like a boss and held his index finger and pressed it  against the fingerprint sensor.

" Kya karri hai ?? "

" Kya lagra hai ?? "

" Parr Kyu ?? "

" Bass kar rahi hu... meri marzi. "

And he kept looking at her smilingly... He knew she had weird ways but it's only him who understands what's beneath them.

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He was still smiling remembering the smile on her face. She always wanted to feel belonged to him, she so desperately wanted his involvement and interference in every freaking thing of her's. Se never said that but he always felt that. May be that's why when today she said him to be out of her matter, it peirced his heart.

It could be a normal thing for others but he knew how painful that feeling was. The rights he held over her wasn't something just she wants, it was a huge thing for him too. He never believed people... he never believed someone trusting him this much... he never beleived in the happiness of devoting yourself for someone... but he experienced all of that with her and he was so used to it now that even a single word which gives him a picture of snatching all that,  even if it was in anger would wrench his heart...

And his trance broke as his back of the mind processed the view on front of his eyes.

The half broken screen had damaged upper half display and the lower half was visible which showed a chat open and a message...

" Jis ladki ka aage peeche koi nahi... uska bharosa karega kaun ?? "

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