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Chapter 25: part 2: Butterflies and hope
she stood tearfully regretting everything she said, as soon as she said it. If malika had taught her anything it would be to live in the present rather than dwell on the past... But it was too late and virat had gone inside, slamming the door hard behind him. 'Wait virat...please' manvi requested but it was apparent he could not hear. What manvi didnt understand was the fact that it was not the door that had blocked the sounds of her voice, rather, virats heart break had become too painful for him to bear, a pain so intense he had not felt it before, it was deafening and crippling and before he understood what had happened he could see Ayana leaning over him her face full of genuine care.
'Virat?!' She scolded, tears in her eyes...' how could you do this yourself?' She shook her head unable to comprehend what had happened...virat looked down at his carefully bandaged wrist, and then again at the sharp knife he had held a few minutes ago in an attempt to numb the pain of his broken heart...it was now sitting on the floor mocking him quietly drenched in his blood and it seemed only he could hear it laughing at his rejection.
'Ma...' Virat looked at ayana, remembering manvis cold words, he hugged her tight and allowed himself to break, sobbing loudly and shaking softly 'she said no!' He told her... 'she said no... and it hurts ma, sooo, so much' his tears creating a patch of dampness on Ayanas small shoulder, virat had no idea whether the pain would leave.Ayana stroked his hair... wishing she had the right words to say or the ability to change manvis mind 'please dont cry virat'...'we need you to be strong, your baby needs you to be strong' she tried to console him, but she knew herself the pain of heartbreak, and she knew that it was not easy to move on...Manvi made her way into the room in which Ayana stood and looked pitifully at the man who just a few hours ago had held her hand with hope sparkling in his eyes and a smile that could paint the world a million shades of joy, to see him so small and broken... so weak. It made her hate herself to think that it was her fault. Slowly , she lifted her trembling arm nodding slightly to assure Ayana that she would make it all okay.
Virat leaned over Ayana letting his head rest against her shoulder, the only place he had ever found peace. .. suddenly, he felt a small hand on his back, a hand he knew very well, a hand that sent tingles down his spine and butterflies in his stomach. He turned around to face her, his eyes puffy and swollen from crying... he had no words for her the ache of knowing she was right there but was refusing to be his left him tongue tied. Virat had no choice but to listen... manvi lifted her small hand once again, this time using it to wipe the tears on his cheek. She let her hand rest on his face as she stroked his jaw memorising every crease and corner of his masculinity.
She tilted his head and looked deep in his eyes trying to understand why a man like him would choose her from all people... finding no answer she looked at him and questioned 'why?' 'I love you manvi, I love your body soul and spirit...I love your smile I love your eyes, I love how its ur flaws that make you perfect, I love how since I met you my life seemed complete I need you in my life manvi or I cant go on...' His voice trailed away as a tear rolled down his face in sheer desperation. 'Virat... I might not even make it through this year, are you willing to go through with the marriage even with the risk of losing me?.' Virat looked at her and nodded ... 'manvi even if you dont make it to tomorrow I want you to be mine' he reassured her his voice trembling.
'I need you to understand that this is going to be hard virat... and I may break at times and lose faith in everything, I need you to promise that you will never lose hope and you'll give me the strength to pass through any problems, I need you to promise you'll be my rock whenever I want you or need you... and you'll never do such a stupid thing to yourself even when im gone' manvi sobbed motioning to his wounded arm.'I promise you manvi...I promise that even when im weak I will not allow you to see or feel it... I promise to be your rock when you need strength, your bed when you need comfort, your prayer when you need hope and your love always.'
'In that case virat...will you do the honours?' Manvi blushed holding out her hand.
Edited by Kimmy - 12 years ago
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