•Pranati's POV•
PRANATI MISHRA
As I stood outside my door, my mind racing with thoughts of tomorrow's confrontation, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Reyansh's face haunted me - his smile, his eyes, his touch.
I took a deep breath and stepped inside, closing the door behind me. The silence of my apartment enveloped me, a stark contrast to the turmoil within.
How could he keep Jugnu from me? My daughter, my flesh and blood.
Memories flooded my mind - our laughter, our tears, our dreams. Reyansh and I, we were invincible once.
But life had other plans.
I walked to the window, gazing out into the night. The city lights twinkled like stars, a cruel reminder of the happiness I once knew.
Tomorrow, I'll face him. Tomorrow, I'll demand answers.
What would Jugnu be like? Would she resemble me? Would she have Reyansh's charming smile?
My heart swelled with emotions - love, anger, longing.
As I turned to head to bed, my eyes fell upon a photo album hidden away in a corner. Dusty and forgotten, it held memories of our past.
I hesitated, then opened it.
Reyansh and I, hand in hand, smiling at the camera.
Tears streamed down my face as I turned the pages.
Our love story.
Our heartbreak.
Our daughter.
The album slipped from my hands, pages scattering everywhere.
I collapsed to the floor, surrounded by memories.
"Jugnu," I whispered, my voice cracking. "My baby."
Tomorrow, I'll find out what could have been.
Tomorrow, I'll reclaim my daughter.
I don't know when I slept on the floor and then my eyes opened in middle of night
As I lay on the floor, surrounded by memories, I couldn't shake off the feeling of nostalgia. Our love story, once full of promise, now seemed like a distant dream.
I slowly got up, gathered the scattered photos, and placed the album back on the shelf.
Today, I'll face the truth.
I walked to the bedroom, my eyes fixed on the clock.
Just a few more hours.
I changed into comfortable clothes and lay down, but sleep evaded me.
My mind raced with possibilities:
What if Reyansh refuses to apologize?
What if Jugnu doesn't want to know me?
What if I lose her again?
The darkness seemed to close in around me.
I tossed and turned, my heart heavy with anxiety.
Suddenly, the room brightened as the first light of dawn crept in.
Tomorrow was here.
With newfound determination, I rose from bed.
Time to face Reyansh.
Time to uncover the truth.
I prepared myself for the confrontation, dressing carefully.
As I looked in the mirror, a strong, resilient woman stared back.
"Today," I whispered, "I take back control."
As I stood before the mirror, adjusting my scarf, my thoughts drifted to the impending confrontation. Reyansh's face flashed before me - those piercing eyes, that charming smile. My heart still skipped a beat, but I steeled myself, remembering the pain he had inflicted. The memories of our love, now tainted by his betrayal, threatened to overwhelm me. I recalled the laughter, the whispers, the promises. But most of all, I remembered the agony of losing Jugnu, of being denied motherhood. My eyes narrowed, determination burning within. Today, I would reclaim my daughter. I waited for 5 pm with a lot of fears in my heart
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