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Heya peeps, so I figured that Armaan/Bharti are my fav. onscreen couple as of now (although I'm rather miffed with Armaan's character ATM), therefore, I present my very first Armaan/Bharti fic :) Please leave feedback!
*P.S - I've posted this in the FF section, so the updates will mainly go there, I'm posting this here just to inform all the Armaan/Bharti fanatics 😉 Link -
Unspoken: Intro
Bharti stared across the room, at nothing in particular. She thought in wonderment, how her life had unexpectedly taken a sharp 360 degree turn, and she had lost everything that she cherished most in the wink of an eye - Her family, her work, her independence and Armaan..
Armaan. The name brought back so many bittersweet memories. Their small moments, light banter, mindless flirting and ultimately, a very strong friendship, that was on the verge of transforming into something even more special. Until now.
She couldn't erase the memory of him standing in that mandir, staring at Omkaar physically forcing her into marriage, and doing nothing. Nothing at all. Never had she thought that the man she had trusted with everything she had, would let her down at such a crucial moment. She had pleaded him with her eyes to make it stop, but all he had done was avert her gaze.
A tear made it's way down her cheek at that memory. She had almost fallen in love with this man, he was the only person who seemed to care, who seemed to be willing to love.
She felt helpless, powerless. She dug her fingernails into her palms, hoping that the physical pain would somehow cease the pain that her soul felt. She wanted to get out of this house. Away from these people, from this culture, from this jungle, but she couldn't...
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Armaan let the tears slide down as his mind replayed the scene again and again. It had taken all his will power to not go and engulf her in his arms when she fainted in that mandir. His heart broke to see her in such a state. The Bharti he knew was strong, independent and confident. But that night, he saw a vulnerable woman who looked so helpless that she couldn't stand on her two feet.
I failed her. I let that happen. I didn't do anything. Guilt stabbed at his heart. She's in this because of me. He knew he should have done something. He knew he should have stopped his brother from forcing her. He knew he should have helped her, but the fact that the man was none other than his own brother, made him stop dead in his tracks. But what has he done to be called a 'brother' ? He wasn't there to support me when I ran away, he wasn't there when my wife left me, he wasn't there when Jia needed a family...
He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He didn't know what to do anymore. If there was someone who deserved least to be in his mess, then it was Bharti. Inspite of solid proof, he knew that the hurt in her eyes couldn't have been decieving, her plight couldn't have been a lie.
And he did love her, it was a simple fact of his life. Despite all her lies, he still loved her. Just as he was about to wipe his tears, he heard a loud sound of something breaking. Curious, he walked out of his room, and towards the main hall to see what had happened. The sight that he saw shocked him...
So, what do you think ? LOL, that was too many emotions haha, not really used to not writing to-the-point stuff, but it was still an attempt. Please leave feedback! 😃
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