Annika held his arms tight, as they walked through the grassy field and laid there, lost in their own thoughts. Shivaay slowly slipped his arms between her neck and she snuggled closer to his chest.
She nudged close to him, more and more. With each passing second, she felt that the courts hearing, nearing.
Did she really want a divorce, from him? She thought to herself, as her droopy eyes smiled, seeing the sight of him. She shrugged her shoulders, thinking it's too late and they will be officially declared divorced tomorrow.
It was her last night, last night with him, that will be there in her memories no matter what. Her heart sunk, realising she had lost him. They will no longer be the same that they are now, except friends.
Noticing his dry gaze, directed up to the sky she cried in pain, inwardly. His dull eyes, that had lost its shine, those messy hairs, and that dry cheek, pricked her heart, too badly. Very badly. But she knew, she chose her dreams than him. Her dreams, then his love. And fell out of love. Tears trickled down her eyes, as her mind replayed the scenes, she accused him of caging her, for restraining her from completing her dreams. And the very same day, when she asked him out, for divorce. Breaking his heart, breaking the promise she had once made to him.
But now, now the fact that she doesn't want her dreams to get fulfilled if that means to leave him had no value. It was already too late.
She wiped her tears, wetting his shirt, diverting his attention back to her.
Shivaay noticed, her dove-shaped eyes were puffed. "Annika, why are you crying? What happened?" He asked. And she looked at him, her heart churning at the fact. She was no longer his Annie.
She got up, supporting her weight on the elbow, she looked into his eyes, noticing they're hidden happy. That hurt her, but she was the sole reason.
She breathed in, heavily. Her muscle tensed at the thought of going away from him.
Getting up, she sat up straight, turning forward, as her tears flowed, uncontrollably. Wiping her tears, she asked "Shiv, will you be happy, after the divorce?" Her voice muffled, as they shook with silent sobs.
"If you are happy, then I am," he said. His voice was broken. Broken beyond repair. Letting his hands, caress her smooth hairs, Shivaay prayed, prayed that the moment should stop, then he continued "Besides, that doesn't matter anymore Annika"
Shivaay controlled his tears. His soul screamed, and he knew he would die without her.
"I will not be happy Shiv, definitely not without you" as he tried getting up from his seat, he heard her say. His heart fluttered at it, but the shattered pieces can never be joined.
He looked at her, something was definitely wrong, was the only thing he thought. But what?
Pulling him back to the land, she wrapped his strong her arms around her, feeling home. She was craving for this, for a long time. But was helpless.
Her tears cascaded, profusely and she was not able to control them now. The few minutes crying, that gifted her a lump in the throat, dissolved and she looked at him, although embarrassed, she said, "I don't think I'll be happy without you. My happiness is you, I love you"
Shivaay's heart fluttered. His ears were pining, to hear this, ever since she had confessed that she was out of love and wants to end everything between them. The pain in his arms, that had been there, after they had developed a formal relation, felt satisfied. His accused heart danced in happiness, hearing her confession. He was speechless, this was exactly what he wanted to happen, but when it happened he was shut.
All this while, when he sat numb, Annika thought he did not want her.
Her heart broke. Did she push him too far? Why did she have to fall out of love?
Getting up from the seat, she took small steps, towards the exit. Her heart tearing every moment. She would have walked out of his sight, but stopped. Hearing his voice.
"I love you, Annie"
Her breath stopped, hearing his confession. She did not expect this. He ran to her, holding her tightly, in his arms as he twirled her around, dropping numerous kisses. While she looked, hopeful that the moment should stop.
"I am sorry Shivaay, I am sorry. I hurt you a lot. I fell out of love, am sorry. I mocked our relation. I am sorry" she cried. Clutching his kurta tight, she snuggled, more into him. The guilt still, rushing down her blood.
Breaking apart, Shivaay cupped her face, wiping the tears off as he said, "You are not at fault Annie". His hands, pulled her close to him, holding her securely.
He kissed her tears away and said "If you fall out of love, from now on, we will rekindle our love", he stared at her innocent brown eyes, his smile dazzled, that spark she was missing came rushing.
"I promise". He placed his lips on her, sealing them together, forever and ever. Letting her cherish her rekindled love, while he would cherish her.
