It has been six months now since she shifted here in New York City. She got herself, enrolled in one of the most prestigious colleges. She took English language and Literature course.

Initially, coming here and settling down was one heck of a challenge. She couldn't accept, how her life took a 360 degree turn.

She felt heart broken and carrying all the pieces of her broken heart, became intolerable.

But, why would she cry for someone who didn't even meet her before leaving. He didn't have an ounce of respect for the moment they had spent together. She collected herself and made sure to learn how to survive without him.

If he doesn't need her ..

Then, she doesn't want him too !

She immediately, made up her mind & went to enrol herself although stepping out alone in an unknown city made her nervous and conscious thankfully aunty and driver were there else her life would have been worse.

They both treat her dearly and make sure to be there for her else her man left her stranded.
He didn't even once make a call or text to ask if she is doing well or not ?

However, aunty did mention several times that he calls to check up on her "kyun, kis liye aunty agar agle baar call ke toh plz mujhe mat batana keep me out of this .. mujhe nahi jaan na jhooti parwah karne walo ke harktein aise hote hain" she bitterly, spat after crying her eyes out "woh aapka dil nahi dukhana chah rahe thi main just wanted you to know that he really cares" aunty gave the reason behind telling her.

"Care, are you even kidding me please aunty is baar mujhe jhooti tasali mat dein." she walked out that day feeling upset that how can they all justify his actions.

Since then nobody mentioned his name.

Deep down, still misses and feels like making a quick call to him but then stops from repeating the same cycle.

She doesn't want to be taken for granted !

Not anymore !

She has made some really good friends here in nyc making sure not to make any guy friend as sidharth won't tolerate it.

Basically, don't want to put their lives at risk.

There are many handsome and cute guys from her class, they approach her, but she denies all giving reasons that she is already taken.

She hardly goes out with friends mostly prefers staying home badly misses his presence around her "ek call tak ne ke .." voice cracks, biting lips calls up kushal to take updates of him.

"Hi" her voice barely audible.

"Hey, whats up ?" his cheerful tone, curved her lips into a big smile.

"All good .. how are you and how is he ?" she is asking about him straight after six months. He used to tell her on and off about sidharth's way too crazy life style only revolving around work.

"Cool, he's super busy let's say keeps himself so busy .. he sleeps and wakes up in the office .. he hardly goes home ... if he does prefers to stay in the study room.
It's insane, hardly talks to me about anything a part from work." kushal honestly told, her poor heart dropped, realising his routine.

"You tell me ?" she briefed him about her daily routine and studies.

"Are you seeing someone ?" shehnaaz asks him casually talking about one of her dearest friend from Australia.

"She's half Indian and half Australian" she told, really finding a good match for him.

"Koi mili toh nahi waise tere ye austrailian dost ke baare mein sochna padega." he asks to share photo will see if she is attractive enough for him

"Oh boy! you have no idea she is bala ke hot !" a very naughty shehnaaz added making him howl into a fit of laughter.

"Done karo jab aunga na tujhse milne tab mere setting karwane hai tune samjhe." she gave him her word after talking about here and there cuts call getting back to pending assignments.

"Kya woh sach mein itna busy hai ya phir khud ko rakh raha hai ya phir mujhe bataya jaara hai nahi .. agar main use itne pyaari hote na toh wo kabhi bhi hum dono ke liye khud faisla na karta meri soch aur chahat ko apne upar rakhta." she doesn't realise the fact that he did, exactly what she had uttered.

Sighing, pushed away the thoughts !

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On the other hand, he is a mess who's literally eating one meal per day to survive in which he hardly focuses on himself.

His routine is all over the place. He keeps him self occupied so that he doesn't miss her much during his free time makes calls, to check from aunty and driver about her wellbeing.

He ensures through cctv too which is secretly installed in his apartment. He keeps an eye at times watches her to sleep.

No, he did not install it to keep check on her !

He trusts her it's just installed from the day it was brought by him for security reasons. He's obsessed with her but not creepy to install the hidden cameras around her.

He really misses her !

It's like she has taken a huge part of him along leaving just a lonely soul behind.

He knows the detail of her friends, they are all having a clean background due to which he's a little at rest as company really matters and she should be surrounded by the right ones.

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One fine day, she went shopping with friends it suddenly started to rain and they got drenched.

A very cool friend of hers, dragged her along.

Although, she refused several times !

"Natasha, yaar hum bimaar par jayenge !" naaz loudly, told her Australian friend.

"Chill bro, it's raining !!!!" her crazy friend, told twirling her around.

She truly enjoys rain, when her mind goes back to sidharth, she starts feeling emotional again.

It drives her insane, how every-time she tries to move on and his thought comes running back to her due to which she feels pathetic.

How awful of her, because of him, she's ruining the best moments of her life.

"I need to go back home" she utters, taking her off guard "why ... is everything ok ?" her friend, questions out of concern.

She nodded, rushing towards her car waiting it started getting dark and her eyes, kept burning with hot tears pouring down like rain. She feels absolutely no control over them.

She's madly crying because she failed to put up an act in front of the world.

She's now losing all the control on herself.

She can't act anymore by hiding her feelings !

She terribly, misses him and his warmth.

Covering face with tiny hand cries her heart out weeping and sobbing like a mad woman, who is hopelessly in love with a man doesn't give a shit about her that's what she thinks.

"Beta, are you okay ?" uncle asks, worriedly.

"I hate him, I hate myself !" hiccups like a babe he passes her a tissue box.

"Who ?" he couldn't get her.

"Your fucking boss !" she yells, her kajal smears under the eyes and cheeks as the tears roll down hearing her, he becomes speechless.

"Tell him that I hate him ... he's the worst thing that has ever happened to me .. usne meri saari zindagi barbaad karde .... loving him more than myself is a huge fault" she regrets, loving him.

Through out, their journey back home cried out rapidly cursing her and her fate.

After dropping her safely back home, he quickly made a call to sidharth and informed him about her breakdown.

The way she was completely numb when she sat in the car fully drenched.

The way she cried like a baby literally breaking his heart into pieces disconnecting the call saw the cctv footage of her crying in auntie's arms.

She's seen being lovingly handled by aunty that kind of makes his nerve calm down.

He took a deep breath that was held in his chest dialling kushal's number asks him to get private jet ready.

"Itna sudden huwa kya hai ?" kushal panics and asks him noticing his tone very tensed.

"I need to go and see her right now !" he loudly, spoke leaving no ground for further questions.

He's glad, sidharth is putting his thoughts aside and finally listening prioritising her.

He cannot witness her in this condition. He will try to handle it in his own way. She needs him it is quite evident. He can't sit here and wait like a fool expect her to keep loving him, because after seeing her condition he believes if not today then he will lose her forever and it's as if his life is put at stake sighing texts aunty to look after her.

He will be there soon ♥️

Aunty helps in getting her wet clothes changed. At 8:00 pm, puts her on bed after forcing her to have soup that she barely does to keep her heart.

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At 11:00 am, he reached New York through one of his private jets through out the entire flight it was difficult for him to stay calm especially with her broken sight constantly snapping in front of his eyes "what a mess !" covers his face, with his black hoodie while driving towards apartment.

"Welcome Sir !" driver uncle, greeted him.

"How is she doing ?" he instantly, asked.

"Last I checked with Mary, she was shivering in high fever due to which I got the doctor. He has given medicines and injection which has got her too sleepy until now she is asleep !" he informed making him groan in frustration.

He thought, keeping her away is going to provide her protection but he was wrong.

She has gotten sick by staying away from him !

"Drive fast I need to be there by her side" orders due to which he accelerates.

They quickly, reach the apartment, ringing door bell rushed inside his room completely ignoring the sight of aunty, she's covered in a huge warm quilt her pretty face pale and tear streaked.

His heart dropped and breath stuck, rushing to her side lovingly cupped her beautiful face. His heart stopped for a moment unable to breathe.

What has she done to herself ?

She looks way too lean than she was six months ago "naaz .. wake-up .. meri jaan." his eyes filled with painful tears "aap is ka khayal nahin rakhte kya ?" turning to face aunty whose sadly glaring.

"Aunty, main aap se kuch puch raha hoon." his voice sharp and loud this time "jabse yahan aye hain, she just eats for the sake of eating" looked down feeling guilty.

He cupped her face and emotionally kissed her all over her while his tears fall looking at her in this condition.

She's in this state because of Him.

He was and is the reason of her problems !

"Why didn't you tell me ?" he asks, hurtfully.

"Mana kia tha unho ne waada de kar isliye main kuch bata he na sake." she truthfully, confessed.

"Acha, phir maine aapko yahan kis liye bheja tha aunty how could you hide it from me.
Main waqaye jaan na chahta hoon ke aap ne kyaa kyaa chupaya hai mujhse !" he sternly, spoke.

"I've always been super honest!" she replied.

"Dikh raha hai" he's super upset but he's more on himself than her, he failed again.

He asks her to leave them alone pulling off shoes removes oversized coat followed by his hoodie as he wishes to take her in his protective arms.

He got inside the quilt and hugged her tightly by pulling her to his warm bare chest. He kisses her head and falls asleep taking her with him.

She perfectly, fits into him like scattered puzzles fit into each other. He feels blissful, getting tired from his long journey instantly falls asleep.

After few hours, she felt her heavy eyelids open blinking her pretty orbs open witnessed her life in front of her that her breath caught into chest. She felt her poor heart raced higher ♥️

This can't be true ?

How can he be here ?

She licks her dry lips and raises her head high lifting hands up tries to touch his face. Is he in real or Is she dreaming ?

"Huh ?!" her body trembles, realising that he's actually here sleeping with her.

A genuine smile came over her lips, but harsh reality snapped her back to present. Her tears started streaming down.

She angrily, yanked herself out from his arms feeling pathetic. He jolted up feeling the push taking the shawl kept beside her pillow got up covering herself. She suddenly, felt exposed it pierced his heart with needles.

"How are you feeling ?" he asks, breaking the silence around them.

He wears the hoodie and goes after to check if she still has temperature.

Feeling disappointed, she took a step back and dilates her eyes as sign of warning to stay away from her not even single touch willbe tolerated due to which he felt terrible.

"Don't !" points finger at him, pretty orbs filled with tears expressing anguish.

He touches forehead, breaths a sigh of relief as her forehead feels normal.

"Why're you here ?" she snaps at him.

"I am here for you !" he replies, nervously.

"Don't give me that shit sidharth !" she raises a tone at him, he tries to step closer she backs off.

"Can you please calm down ?" he requests.

"No, I can't calm down and I won't fucking do ! What do you think of yourself, huh ?" she asks, pushing him "just leave from here !" she orders turns to walk out of them room.

He holds her wrist and quickly pulls her close to himself engulfing her from behind. She tries her best to break free by nudging him.

"Can we please talk ?"

"Please naaz !"

"Jaan" she asks him to leave her for nth time, he does gathering strength pushes him away.

"Don't call me That !" she yells, stamping on his foot making him loudly wince in pain.

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Happy New Year 🥳

Be ready for the last chapter tomorrow also an epilogue will be separately updated ♥️

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