Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

Episode Thirty Four

“You won’t,” Anahita was in haste to block his path and he shoved his hands on his waist, “Why? Why do you want an infidel, low moralistic man here?”

“I never said that.”

“You never said that?” he grinded his teeth and she looked away, amending her sentence. “Perhaps I did but I am extremely sorry for that.”

“Wasting your time, I will say.” He responded and moved past her. Anahita was so irritated by the time that she snatched his arm, hauled him closer and pushed him on the bed before straddling him so that he would be under her defenseless, lying on his back. “I am accepting my fault but this attitude is going to ruin both of us. I know I should’ve given you a chance to explain which I didn’t and I regret that but aren’t you doing the same? I said mean things to you because I was beyond jealous. I had seen my husband kissing a woman – fine, it was a formal kiss,” she added, seeing him open his mouth and pressed her palm to smother his voice, “I get that now but I was pissed off. Then I came to confront you and you said it was a game, so obviously I was hurt.”

“You were hurt and what about me?” Yuvraaj hissed on a whisper, swatting her palm away and propped his balance on his elbows to come face to face with her. “I thought you trust me and that you will believe me no matter what. But, you already made assumptions and didn’t hear a word I had to say. So, why are you back now? There’s no need to come to me if you don’t have faith in me.”

“I do have faith in you,” she contradicted, framing his face in her palms and swiveled her gaze between his eyes, “I am sorry I couldn’t trust you then and I regret that because I ruined it because of my insecurity. I thought…I thought you deserved a better person than me and you didn’t want to do anything with me because you were disgusted with my personality.”

“Great!” Yuvraaj really was going to explode if she kept her hogwash continued, “Why would you think so?”

“Because that’s the truth, I don’t have anything in me that you want in your partner.” She mumbled, gazing down at his chest.

“If you never had anything that I want in my partner, I wouldn’t have been with you. I would’ve never kissed you, never laughed with you and never asked you to be my wife.” He revealed, his soft whisper still sounded enraged. “But, you are a fool. All your life you’ve been nothing but a fool.”

“I know,” she pouted childishly and rested her head on his shoulder. “But, I really love you.”

“This again,” he muttered, rolling his eyes. “You don’t love me if you don’t trust me. And, I don’t know why we are having this conversation… go away or let me go.”

“Neither of that will happen,” She simpered, kissing his shoulder bone and peered at him. “I said I love you.”

“You don’t trust me.” He said plainly, keeping his eyes intact on her and her smile vanished. She sat up-straight and flattened her palms on his chest. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you, right?”

“Your assertion is just a myth.”

“Don’t get so cruel on me,” she mumbled, clearly hurt at his indifference. “I know I have been wrong but why don’t you believe that I love you? I trust you now. I know you will never cheat on me.”

“Really?” He quirked his eyebrows up, relaxing on his back and folded his arms under his head. “What made you think this? Or better, why do trust me now?”

“Because I know the truth now. I met Elizabeth on the beach with her husband. I feel so stupid that I didn’t know she was married. I had already called her so many names that I barely got myself saved from being em…”

“So, you trust me because she is married. Right? Like hadn’t she been, I still would’ve been a cheating husband.” He knitted his eyebrows closer, “Jesus! You disgust me now, Anahita. You are here not because you think I was honest but only because of a fucking third person, who you don’t properly know, told you that I wasn’t flirting with her. Wow!” He quickly dragged her off his lap and got to his feet, “Now if I want to keep this relationship breathing, I need to have witnesses who can assure you of my every action, right?”

Anahita opened her mouth to interrupt but he continued, pacing about the room. “I was really an idiot to think I can make you trust me. I thought if I loved you, gave you space and trusted you with all my might, you might come to trust me but no. It didn’t happen.”

“Don’t be like this, Yuvraaj. I trust you now.” She begged and he saw her with such rage that she thought she would spontaneously combust. “You don’t trust me. You trust her because my explanation didn’t matter to you whereas her confirmation got you here.”

“And who do you trust?” She yelled, coming to stand before him firmly, “You said I was talking to Mukund when I wasn’t. I was loyally leading this relationship and still you hurt me. How can I trust you when you don’t trust me? Aren’t you wrong here too?”

“I am but I am sorry I wasn’t nurtured and taught how to behave and practice self-control when random person calls my wife and confess his love. I am not customized for that situation. Still, even after that when you said you didn’t care about him, I immediately trusted you. I feel like undoing everything and that didn’t involve Mukund’s confirmation.” He taunted, making her speechless again, “I didn’t drag a third person between us, okay.”

She reluctantly hunched her shoulder down and whined, rolling her lower lip out. “That’s what makes you better person no.”

“Just leave, Anahita.” Yuvraaj chided, tired of the same conversation and turned away from her. Mustering courage, she tiptoed closer and hugged his back, keeping her cheek flat on his shoulder blade. “I won’t go anywhere. I love you. I want to live with you.”

“But, I don’t want to live with a woman who has no trust on me. I gave as much as I could to think relationship but I think separation is the only solution.” He said, unbuckling her arms and moved to go but she clasped his palm, making him regard her.

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