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

"I am sorry.” He apologized, meddling softness in his tone, “I went too far. It's my fault. I can't see you with another man, Anu. I am sorry. I trust you baby. I do. It is just, trying to picture you with another man, is heart stabbing for me. I feel someone has walloped me with a dagger and keep twisting it whenever I assume you must be happy with him."

"I am not happy with him.” she stressed, reassuring him and trying to ease out his insecurities, “I can't be happy with him, Mukund. I staked everything for you, how can you think like that, baby?"

She understood that he was possessive and she would’ve also reacted in this way, had she been at his place. "I love you Mukund. I just love you. No one is going to take your place ever. Trust me. It's good we are here because I was suffocating in his house." She said recalling how her heart ached every time when she saw how lovingly everyone treated her but she was just playing with their feelings. She needed to get out of there.

Mukund sighed, understanding her turmoil, "Alright. I am sorry, I just crossed my limits, and I am so sorry baby."

"That's alright." She smiled, halfheartedly.

"Anahita...” He called, cautiously, "Do not let him touch you. Do not let him come near you."

Anahita didn't like the way he threatened her with words but still nodded, "I won't. I will not let him touch me."

"That's like my baby." Mukund chirped but she was silent. How can he ask me something like that, doesn't he trust me? Her mind demanded answers.

"Mukund. I will talk to you later. Bye." She hung up, quickly and threw her phone on the mattress. She massaged her shoulders, sighing and swerved to grab her luggage but her eyes turned wide as she in took Yuvraaj, standing there expressionless. His stormy eyes just hinted her that he was off and she hesitated. She didn’t want him to misunderstand. “Yuvraaj…I….”

"Rush out, we need to move. The cab is waiting." He said coldly, picking his luggage and moved out. Anahita face palmed herself squeezed her eyes shut. She had no idea how would he react. Honestly, she would've liked if he had fought with her or even clamored but his silence haunted her very much. It spoke of the calm before the storm and Yuvraaj was a fucking tornado.