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Sanj great update! A real insight into his mixed up thoughts! He knows deep, deep down what he has done is wrong, so why doesn't he allow himself to question himself about it?? Arnav you need to get it together! Are you gonna hate her or love her??

Poor Khushi, she is going to be so upset and angry and messed up after she realises what he's done! 😡

My heart thumped in my chest. I needed answers. "A-Arnavji...?" I whispered. I saw his muscles tense. His knuckles were a ghastly shade of white as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. My hands shook as I held them out, waiting for him to take notice of the blood. "What is this...?"

I could hear his breathing escape in uneven gasps. Was he angry? Troubled? Tensed? I didn't know. All I knew was that I was desperate for answers. And I would have them at all costs. "Arnavji." I whispered, hearing my voice growing stronger. "You have to answer me. I have the right to know."

Silence.

"Stop the car." I murmured. He ignored me and continued to drive. "Stop the car Arnavji..." I mumbled with increased confidence. Fury bubbled within me like lava in a volcano. Never in my life had I felt so confused... scared and panicked at once. And it showed in my words.

"I SAID STOP THE CAR DAMNIT!" I screamed, as I shoved him with full force. He stepped on the breaks, jerking his face towards mine. My chest heaved with anger as I glared at him accusingly. "What the HELL have you done to me?!" I shrieked. My hand flew to my maang as I frantically started rubbing away at the blood.

He sat in silence, watching my frenzy. "SAY SOMETHING!" I cried, flailing my arms in the air. "WHAT IS THIS? WHAT DID YOU DO?!!!" His eyes bore into my skin like hot flames, burning through me. "You already know the answer Khushi..." He murmured.

My limbs froze. I peered into his eyes, hoping... praying... that he was lying. Wishing with all my might that it wasn't true. "Y-You're joking." I croaked. My voice shook. "Please. Tell me that this... all of this... is just a joke... please tell me you haven't done it."

His silence spoke what his lips could not. My hands fell limp at my side as I stared at him, stunned. I felt suffocated. I couldn't breathe. I didn't know what to feel. Angry? Disappointed? Upset? Worried? All of these words were small, compared to what exactly it was that I felt at that moment. "Why...?" I whispered, feebly. "Why did you do it?" His eyes were closed and his expression was tense. He was avoiding my questions. "How could you Arnavji...?" I sobbed silently. "What have I ever done to you that you're punishing me so harshly? Do you even know what this means to a girl...? Having her maang filled... do you know the importance it holds in a girl's life?"

He turned to me, his brown eyes locking with mine. In a mere instant, he had me captivated. Trapped. I couldn't remove my eyes from his. It was as if he had me under his spell. His eyes were a rollercoaster. The flood of emotions within them were melting me. So much desire... passion... For a moment, I even thought I witnessed a spark of love. But it was quickly replaced with burning fury. A shiver raced down my spine inspite of myself. The hatred I saw within his eyes were killing me from within.

"Oh really? I had thought a cheap, characterless woman like you would not have been concerned with such things? I'm sure you've been through the same rituals countless number of times with a countless number of men?"

His words were like a knife, carving their way into my heart. "Arnavji...? Have you completely lost your mind?! What are you saying?!" I blinked back the tears brimming in my eyes. I couldn't allow myself to break down. Not now. Not yet. He gave me a final look of disgust before stepping out of the car. I sat, frozen in shock. It was all happening to quickly. But could it really happen like that? Could I be... could I be MARRIED because of someone's blood?

I had seen it happen in movies, of course... But did it really hold a significance? I didn't know. But in a few seconds, I realized that it wouldn't matter. He walked to my door, opened it, and thrust me out. I would have fallen, had I not held on to his arm for support. He glared at me, freeing his hand from my hold. He grabbed me by the wrist, dragging me across the street. "A-Arnavji?! Where are you taking me?! What's going on?! Oww! You're hurting me Arnavji!!!"

He turned abruptly, pulling me closer to him by the arm. "And you're hurting me, damnit! Don't you get it?! I trusted you so much Khushi! So much... But hell. I should have known. You're not worth my trust Khushi. You never were. You're a liar. Just a liar. And I hate you Khushi Kumari Gupta."

With each word he spoke, my heart sunk further. It felt as if I had lost all reason to live. In an instant, everything I knew... everything I loved had been snatched from me. I gazed at him, hurt. Pools of questions whirled in my mind and I knew he could see them through my eyes. He turned away. "Stop. Stop LOOKING at me like that! I hate you so much Khushi, that words are not enough to express it. But still. If you are indeed a girl with such principles, let me give you something as a symbol of our marriage. Come with me."

I bit my lip, tasting the metallic blood on my tongue. I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't. I followed him, helplessly, as he guided me up the steps of the mandir.

"You love your Devi mayyia don't you?" He questioned, his eyes giving a disgusted glare to the figure of the lord. "You think she'll help you through all your troubles don't you?!" I looked at him, waiting for his next move. I was too shocked, after all, to do much else. He bent down, reaching for the sindoor that sat at devi mayyia's feet. He picked it up giving me a victorious look. "Even she cannot save you from me Khushi. I will ensure that the remainder of your life turns into the most miserable hell you can imagine..." he whispered dangerously, before smearing the red powder on my maang. I closed my eyes. My entire world flew before my eyes. Amma... bauji...buaji... jiji... The people that my life revolved around. The people who had loved me unconditionally. The people who had given me support when I needed it. I was leaving all those people today. I was leaving all of the people who mattered to me.

March 4th 2012. The day when I, Khushi Kumari Gupta disappeared forever leaving in my place a girl who I barely recognized. And her name, was Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada.