Hey Guys! In this part, the flashbacks will start… The flashbacks will be in third person, not from AN's POV…..
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Her words repeat in my mind.
I have a son.
Wait – is he mine?
No…….probably not. Even if she was carrying my child, she would have aborted it.
Then whose is he? I guess she must have found someone else after me. But why should I care? I left her, didn't I? And I didn't go back for her…….
So, we don't have a chance. Damn. We were probably never meant to be. But if she's not married, then I can still be a part of her life. And her son's…….
I wonder what his name is.
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Oh, God.
What have I done? I hope he doesn't think that Amit is his.
I can see him thinking over all this in his mind.
God, please please please please please , don't let him find out. I have never asked for anything – well, yes I have, but still….Just don't let him find out.
Flashback:
"Nikki!" Abhi called out.
"Haan?" she replied, while perching on the stool to get the aata from the pantry.
"I'm back!"
"Yes, I can see that" she glared at him. "Now can you please let me make dinner?"
"Sure, when was I stopping you? I was just telling you I was here."
"Yes, you aren't stopping me, but you are blocking my way, so if you would kindly let me pass, you can get some food to eat!"
"But I don't want food to eat, I want to eat you!"
"ABHI!! Stop it, seriously!!!"
"Why?" he asked, hugging her from the back.
"Because I have to cook………" Nikki said, mixing the flour.
"Fine, let's make a deal. If I let you cook right now, you'll give me my dessert afterwards?" he smirked.
"Of course." Nikki replied unknowingly.
"Good." Abhi smiled and let her move out of his grip.
Nikki finished cooking and they ate. When they were finished, Abhi grabbed her around her waist and picked her up.
"Abhi, put me down!" Nikki ordered.
"Kyun? You promised me my dessert!" Abhi replied.
"Yes, I did….But how are you going to eat your dessert if you're carrying me?"
"You promised me dessert……But I didn't specify what kind of dessert ," he whispered seductively in here ear.
Nikki gasped and blushed. Abhi chuckled at her feeble attempts to get out of his arms.
"I'm not putting you down. You promised me dessert, so I am going to have it!" he declared.
Nikki turned red as he carried her upstairs into their room and closed the door.
End of Flashback
I notice Abhi still in his musing.
"Abhi," I shake his hand gently.
He looks at me, brows furrowed. "Yes?"
"Umm……don't you think we should be getting back now?" I suggest, happy to get away from these personal issues.
"Oh, yes……let's go," he gets up and we walk back to the car.
As we sit in the car, I can feel his eyes roving my face, searching for an answer to the inherent question connected to my statement of having a son.
He doesn't ask anything; I don't say anything. We sit quietly until we reach Sanjeevani.
I get out of the car.
"Bye….and thanks."
He looks at me with a troubled look. "Bye," he answers.
Before I can walk away, he says my name.
"Nikki – wait."
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Should I ask her?
I look into her eyes. She knows I'm about to ask. Her eyes are begging me not to ask her.
But I can't give in. If he is mine, and I let it go, I will be making the biggest mistake of my life. I'm going to ask her. I don't want to lose her again. I have to risk it.
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His eyes are searching mine. No, I pray. God, don't let him see the truth…
Finally he asks me.
"Nikki," he says. "Is he mine?"
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