SS: You slept with my best friend...Part 2 pg 13 - Page 8

Khushi took the first flight for Lucknow, she wanted to be alone in her corner and try to collect all the broken pieces of her life.

Opening the door of Sheesh Mehel she remembered their consummation. How Arnav opened the door of RM and annouced to her to get ready because they were going to Lucknow...Their passionate night and how they made love under the starry sky of Lucknow.

This place was so different now, but still the charm was here and made this place welcoming. She didn't really know why she came here, but something inside her told her that it was the right place.

The presense of memories made this place captivating, Even a stranger can easily guess that this place was full of stories, full of memories , full of tears. Tears...He hated her tears but why he was always the reason of it. When nani taunted him to be like his father, she didn't want to believe it even if she didn't really know him at this time. Arnav's and Anjali's past was never discussed in RM, Khushi wanted to know what was the reason of his parents'death, but Arnav always angrily closed the topic, And then she reminded to him that it was unfair because she told him her past. She remembered that one day while she was just walking near Anjali's room she heard Anjali sobbing and saying to Arnav that " Chotte I am lucky to have my family's support with me unlike Maa' " Since this conversation, Khushi knew that Arnav's father has cheated on his wife hence her suicide. Nani was right, after all Arnav has shown that he was the perfect son of his dad.

Her Mother in law had no one, Anjali had all the Raizada and Gupta parivaar with her, And Khushi'who was with her ? She looked through the window and catched sight of the the starless night.

She wanted to cry but tears didn't want to come...Leaning against the door alone, she wanted to feel pain, the pain which actually gives you the capacity to forget the real pain, she wanted physical pain. Psychic pain was killing her inside but physical one will give her the taste of death forever.

She was there laying on the floor wih a piece of broken vase in her hands which were red now, it has been more then 3 hours that she was staring at this little sharp piece, she had two options : the first one put an end to her life and taking with her the innocent being who was growing up peacefully in her stomach or at least wait some time but in return she will taste the death everyday.