ArShi Intense FF(Collab): Destiny That Unites|Part 12|16/8 - Page 18

She rushed to her Honda Brio and drove off towards the AR head office where she would be interviewed by none other than the CEO of AR, Arnav Singh Raizada, popularly known as ASR.

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As Khushi entered the interview room, she could feel her heart beat faster, a familiar presence, and then she came face to face with ASR. Even her Aakash jeeju was there, smiling at her. She confidently sat down and answered all questions. Within the following moments, she had taken the interviewers by storm. Even Arnav was impressed and she was offered the job of the head of business strategy and design, owing to her impressive rsum. And as she was about to exit, their eyes met and she had drowned in his dark, intense eyes and he in her huge hazel eyes, which she widened every now and then. Thereon, with that brief eyelock started Arnav and hushi's love story, unknown to them.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Aahat closed her eyes as they swelled up with tears once again. Her eyes were already red from constant shedding of tears because the pain in her heart did not want to seize. Her heart ached for Arnav and with every beat, her pain increased. Like earlier that day, she wished to see Arnav. Her heart was ready to accept all the hate that Arnav had for her, to accept his love in all forms, but it yearned for a sight of him, to meet him, to cherish his presence. But some thoughts crept in her mind that day, 'Is only Arnav wrong? If I want him to trust me shouldn't I have trusted him and told him the truth? Shouldn't I have told him the biggest secret of my life before marriage and not have thought about disclosing it after we married? Is his reason valid enough to hate me? No! No! I love him, I love him more than anything, I have to tell him, but would he accept me? Shouldn't he have trusted Amma (Aahat still calls Garima as Amma) and me and maintained his promise?' Remembering him and every moment they had spent together, a lump formed in her throat, she tried her best to control and put her hand on her mouth to suppress the screams of her inner self calling Arnav to her but her sobs escaped which soon turned into loud cries. All of Aahat's emotions vent themselves out through these cries and her tears put her to sleep that night, like they did every night after her separation from the one she loved. She cried herself to sleep yet again, unable to face the truth of her life, which she had to maintain for her own sake, since the promise of love that Arnav and Khushi had made was broken, engulfing Khushi and giving rise to Aahat Singhania.

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Meanwhile, Arnav was having his share of sleepless nights too. Each time he closed his eyes, the only thing he could envision was Aahat's face in front of him, her expressive hazel eyes pleading for him to come to her, while her face moulded into a stern and stubborn expression, owing to how he had pained her and hurt her love for him. His mind was thoroughly disturbed by the events that took place in the morning in Aahat's office. His mind and heart, both were in conflict. They were both crushing Arnav from within. His mind wanted to hate Aahat Singhania, to disgust even at her mere thought, her mere sight while his heart wanted to challenge his education, to engulf Aahat is his arms, to never let her go again. He had readily accepted that Khushi had a past and thus, she was Aahat today but was that reason enough to hate her? To hate the only person who could tame this lion? She was the person who had taught this lion, Arnav Singh Raizada, how to love. She had made him forget his past, urged him to hold her hand and walk towards the new future that shone in front of them. But he being he had walked late into his own wedding, he had not been there to hold Aahat when she was about to collapse on the mandap pained by this delay. He was not there when she and her family suffered the accusations of his Dadi, when she fought from everyone, trusting him, waiting for him to arrive. He had killed the Khushi in her, the innocence in her for the sole reason that he couldn't come to terms with his past, he couldn't stop himself from being instigated by his dadi's words. Aahat's words rang in his ears and realization hit him again, once and for all, that he had broken their promise of love, even when neither she nor her family were at fault.

"Aahat Singhania, that is my name Mr. Raizada, Aahat Singhania. Khushi kumari Gupta is dead."

"Khushi already left you Arnav, it's a waste asking me now"

"I trusted our love and knew it wouldn't crumble even if the biggest secrets or obstacles were to come our way and then you...you took away that trust and didn't come to the wedding when it was supposed to happen."

First his father was and now he was. She had wanted to leave her business for him, her wealth for him, her real identity for him when any other girl would have dived at the power and fame that Aahat had, but she refused it all. She chose to live like what she was brought up, a middle class girl even after her marriage and he, what did he do, break her trust in return?