My steps halt when I see my Ex-husband's mother coming out of the washroom. I am seeing her first time after giving divorce to her son, the memories flash in front of my eyes. What is she doing in India?

When her gaze falls on me, I fumble two steps back. Before I could fall pair of arms securely wrap around me, the warmth itself speaks its Abir.

"Wow, you couldn't give birth to kids with my son and now roaming with someone else's son" She smirks as she removes her sunglasses.

"Who are you?" I hear Abir's voice, tilting my head I look into his eyes which are hardened with anger.

Mrs Malhotra laughs evilly as she comes towards us, "Mishti, don't you think you should tell him who I am?"

I close my eyes to drink my tears. Come on, Mishti, years ago you fought for yourself now don't fall weak. I am right so there's no need to cry or get scared. I hear Abir whispering to me if I am fine.

Taking a few breaths I open my eyes with full hatred for the Malhotras. I push Abir a little and free myself from his grip, I think I'll apologize to him later if he felt bad about it.

"Mrs Malhotra, I have come to have dinner with my lovely family. What about you? Came here to taunt me?" I raise my eyebrows at her, folding my arms around my chest I add, "I didn't know I am so precious you came to waste your valuable time on me"

"I like to teach a lesson to useless people so I am not wasting my time" She smirks at me leaving an evil chuckle.

"I think you don't know but you, yourself are useless. So, kindly spend time on yourself and learn a lesson" I snap my fingers at her and turn on my heels to leave.

"You are useless, you couldn't give birth to children. Actually, you don't have courage itself" I clench my jaw hearing her words.

"I am polite, very polite, but don't test my patience because I don't wanna create a scene here. You never know you'll be lying dead within few minutes" Turning around I glare at her, trying to keep my hands in control.

"Truth hurts! I understand, sweetheart" She pulls my cheek laughing loudly.

"Don't act too good. If I start counting your son's mistakes I can send him to jail!" I push her away from me, "It was your son's mistake! He was needy, he couldn't control himself"

"That's why I am saying, you are useless. Fulfilling husband's demands is important which useless people like you can't do" I couldn't control after what she said, a pure lie in the form of taunt. My actions speak loud than words. I stomp her foot with my heel as I raise my hand to punch her, Abir holds my hand in a midway while she whines in pain.

"Leave me, Abir" I glare at him.

"Relax, this isn't any case, you can't be violent" His gaze softness but I am least bothered about anything now, all I want is to kill this woman.

"I have never learnt to be silent" I try to push him away but his grip tightens as he pulls me into a side hug.

"You'll regret it later, leave me" I hit him with my elbow.

"Hold on tight Mr Rajvansh" I tear my gaze to the owner of the voice, I find Sam standing in front of Mrs Malhotra.

"So, what's the matter Mrs Malhotra aka my sweetest bua!" Sam questioned in her bittersweet tone.

"Nothing love, just recalling past memories of Mishti and showing her place!" Mrs Malhotra answered with a smirk. Maybe she isn't aware that when I was married Sam was my enemy but after my divorce, she is my bestie.

"Shall I show you your place?" Sam raised her eyebrows, "You should stop lying to the world Mishti couldn't give birth, Mishti couldn't give birth! Come on, bua, at least frame a good lie" Sam chuckled, Abir looked at her confused. Mrs Malhotra frowned at Sam's statement.

"You are family, you know right she couldn't give me grandchildren?" Mrs Malhotra tried acting.

"We are not family anymore, Papa and Mom are divorced! Since I still consider him as my Papa so I consider you as bua, but we don't share any cute or loveable relationship. As far as I remember it's been 5 damn years since we talked, not even a single call from your side" I could hear the hurt in Sam's voice but she chuckled and pushed away from the pain.

Coming towards me she smiles, keeping a hand on my shoulder she looks at Mrs Malhotra, "Mishti isn't useless, your son is needful! When a girl says 'No!' it means no. Fine Rayan and Mishti were married but that doesn't mean he'll force to take the relationship to next level in the name of 'I want kids!'. Not everyone take relationship to next level in just one week of marriage"

"We have a father here, Mr Abir Rajvansh" Sam looks at Abir, "So, Mr Rajvansh could you tell us in how many days or weeks you took relationship to next level?"

"After 6 months" Abir replied loudly throwing a glare at Mrs Malhotra.

"See, this is a man! Who respects women's decision. If women are called as the one who gives birth then a man should be the one to give her time. So, dear bua, instead of teaching Mishti a lesson and wasting your time, go teach your son manners and how to respect women" Sam adds with finality in her words.

"I'll see you later, I am gonna inform your father about what you did today with me. Learn how to respect elders!" Mrs Malhotra grits her teeth.

"Respect is given to them who deserve it and who knows what respect actually means" Sam walks to Mrs Malhotra, "And I am not scared of your brother aka my father because even he doesn't know how to respect women"

"Forget it!" Mrs Malhotra makes an irritated face, "Mishti, got married or still single?" She turns to me smirking.

"I am sure you are single because no one is interested in your boring life. No parents, how unlucky you! Rajshree has done a big favour by accepting you, I hope you don't turn out to be a burden on her" She shows fake concern on Badi maa as she shook her head.

"First of all, she is not single! She has friends, my kids and me. Her life is interesting!" Abir spoke, I look at him who is clenching his jaws, "Secondly, she's lucky to have Rajshree Aunty in her life. She's a blessing for Rajshree Aunty and she accepts this, so I think you should stop passing fake comments on their pure relationship" I feel my eyes getting heavy, no matter what it does hurt I lost my parents.

"Bua, leave before I reveal your real face in front of Mr Rajvansh" Sam warned her, "Don't ever come back to India or at least don't come to Mumbai" Mrs Malhotra glared at Sam, she walked out embarrassed yet angry face.

Sam turns to look at us after her bua leaves, Abir frees me from his grip as he looks here and there.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed looking at her as few tears escape from my eyes. Her gaze softness as she motions me to stop crying.

"Take care of her" She looks at Abir and turns to leave. After walking halfway she turns around, "I am taking Arya and Aryan with me. I am sure Shreya will take care of them" She glances at Abir and exits from there.

The awkwardness fills in the air, What if Abir asks about my past? Though it isn't my mistake nor I am at fault but somewhere it hurts Rayan broke my heart and I don't think I'll let myself cry in front of him. I hate to cry. Recalling my past itself brings tears to my eyes.

"Let's have ice cream?" I come out of my thoughts and look at smiling Abir. Don't forget Mishti he is different, you can trust him, he'll not ask you anything. I already trust him!

"Sure" I nod with a tight-lipped smile.

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Currently, we are sitting on the sand resting our backs on the car. Silently we eat our ice creams, after finishing my ice cream I lick my lips. Abir passed a tissue to me, mumbling a thank you to him I wipe my hands.

I stretch my legs forward and remove my heels. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise when Abir keeps his head on my shoulder and holds my hand in his.

"Mishti, you'll not come out of a pain until you share with someone and cry your heart out. Try it, crying will lessen your pain. I don't like to see you cry but this is the way of letting the pain out" I try to understand his words, a few tears escape from my eyes as I take a heavy breath.

As if I was waiting for his order tears come out of my eyes like an ocean, I rub them with the back of my hands. I need to do this today, Rayan's name or his family's appearance shouldn't be vulnerable again.

"Rayan was my friend in London. We studied together, lived in the same hostel. Helped each other in studies and so on" Surprisingly words come out of my mouth, Abir tightens his grip on my hand when I take heavy breaths.

"One day I met with an accident, I couldn't walk. Badi maa had assumed I am dead but Rayan took care of me for two long years. After getting completely fine, I started walking. Honestly, it was only Rayan who took care of me. The day I started walking he proposed to me because he took care of me I couldn't deny him. We did court marriage, went to India then surprised Badi maa. She was very shocked to see me after two years.

The next day, we came back to London and went to meet his family. That night Rayan had suggested we should take the next step of our marriage I denied him politely. I was not ready for it, I never thought about it.

Again, the next night he asked if I like kids. I said yes, then again he started his blabbering about taking the next step. However, on the fourth day I found it out he is just needy, marriage doesn't matter to him! He married only to fulfil his desires.

When I shouted at him he forced me and I was not strong at that time, Sam helped me out. She hated every person in that family, she was keeping an eye on us because she knew this is going to happen.

However, in the entire family, Rayan announced I don't like kids, I don't dare to give birth to them. Sam said to me it's useless to argue with her family.

On the fifth day, she helped me in the divorce process. On the sixth day, I threw the divorce paper on Rayan.

From that day I decided I won't marry, what Rayan did was disturbing. Though nothing happened because Sam came on time but he broke my trust.

Somewhere, I accepted I can never be a mother because I hated relationships, I hated marriages!

After few months Sam and I joined Police, we met Shreya there and our bond was created"

I complete my journey of 5 years, no tears come out of my eyes now, a little easiness spreads in my heart. Abir raises his head from my shoulder to look at me, his eyes filled with moisture.

Getting my hand near his lips he plants a soft kiss on my palm, then sweetly kisses my knuckles and fingertips. Warmth spreads all over my hands as a shiver ran down my spine.

"I just wanna say that I am with you! Forget your past, live your present and I promise I'll be yours even in the coming future" He whispers looking at me and engulfs me in a tight hug.

I look ahead shocked a little by his words. Few tears fall on my back, is he crying? I pull him out of the hug, he rubs his eyes and plasters a smile.

"Why?" I look at him, "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know" He shrugs looking down, "You are precious for me!" He exclaims softly before pulling me in his arms again.

"You are precious to me, too!" I exclaim genuinely as I hug him back. He rubs his cheeks with mine, I close my eyes in anticipation.

I don't get what to name this relationship as,

But I can say this is called Pureness and Sweetness.

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So, done with Mishti's past today!

I hope this wasn't boring?

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