PriDa FF: Confessions Of Love Epilogue pg 90 - Page 6

Ha Ha Maham - they are the one in million I referred to.

Originally posted by: achumen

Ha Ha Maham - they are the one in million I referred to.

But will wish for that one in million for u - so relax. aww so sweet of you Achu.. same goes for you... wish you a gem of a guy...😊

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Originally posted by: pridafan

love ur fff but bc of papers in can't give u long respose but lovely ff
love gaucha

Originally posted by: krupur1103

awww maham! you're a total ⭐️ !! aww thanks Krupsie!!😃😃


loved it all! glad you liked it so much...
yummmm lasagna......damini's favorite..... yep and mine too😆😆an totally imagine this scene! 😉 lol glad you can... thanks for commenting!

Originally posted by: carie

that's really sweet of pri to do such a thing(kicking his mcp shield)😳 yeah im glad you liked it.. 😊😊 and er mcp shield?? 😕 .next time take damz's help in cooking pri....and feed that food u both cooking-experts made to inder...that will end ur revenge😉hahaha it certainly will😆😆 thanks for commenting dear..!😊

Hello people! Im back! first of all thanks for your lovely comments.. they made my day(literally) sorry for the delay... was very busy.... and okay i was free yesterday but was too depressed to update... so anyway here you go.... i hope you all like it!😊

PART 3

Damini started a little at the unexpected question but Prithvi simply looked at her questioningly. "Ye... yes... yes I do... he died when I was 13" she answered finally. "Did you love him?" Prithvi asked "yes of course I did... you know me Prithvi you know that I love my family a lot... my father may be dead but I did love him a lot" she answered " why are you asking me all this?" she asked tentatively, Prithvi didn't answer her question. "How much do you love your family Damini? To what extent can you go for them?" He inquired turning his back on her. "Prithvi what kind of a question is that?" Damini said frowning a little, she had asked for the truth then why was he asking her such questions instead of just telling her what she wanted to hear. "Please Damini. just answer my question... you will understand later... well at least I pray that you do..." he whispered. Damini wished he would turn around so that she could see his face. It was so much easier to understand him when he was facing her because his eyes never lied to her. sighing in defeat she answered him " to any extent, if somebody would hurt my family I would make sure that they would pay very dearly but it also depends on who hurts them and why." Prithvi turned around, his eyes moist Damini reached out and cupped his face in her hands at once "Prithvi! Prithvi what's wrong? What... why are you crying? Answer me. " she said tenderness lining her tone. She had never seen him cry... and now that she had seen those eyes thick with tears, she knew that she never wanted to see him cry again either. Never. The pain piercing through her heart as she gazed at each tear was simply too much. " Prithvi if this is hurting you so much then I don't want to know... I don't want to hear the truth... you don't need to tell me anything. just please... please don't cry" she said as she wiped his tears slowly. Prithvi's face crumpled. "No... No you need to know. Damini.. I did it... I tried to hurt your family." he whispered softly. Damini simply looked at him not quite registering what he had just said. "What do you mean you tried to hurt them? I... I don't understand what you are saying.." she asked him finally.. Her voice lined with dread as her arms fell to her side and she took a step back... "My name is Prithvi Saxena... I'm... I' m the eldest son your ex chief of security Balraj Saxena'I lived in manali, a small town, with my mother and two brothers Sameer and... And Varun. The man posing as Jai Chawla the husband of your sister Avni is the same man whom I know as my brother Sameer Saxena... 3 months ago a murder occurred on the premises of Gujral mansion, my father was found guilty and taken away. We arrived in Bombay to find our father still imprisoned due to a false testament released against him by your mother Illa Gujral. In search for the truth I entered Gujral mansion. And then... then I met you. The eldest daughter Illa Gujral. My intention then was simply to find evidence in order to clear my father's name. I had no intention of building any sort of relation with you. Yet circumstances brought me to you and I could not stay away and maintain my distance like I wanted. Your presence was beginning to effect me in ways I had not contemplated. Unknown to me... my brother Sameer also entered your lives under the identity of Avni's childhood friend Jai Chawla. And then... then... two days before your sangeet... my father was about to be bailed.. but things... things did not go as we planned. My father was murdered while still in police custody. They claimed him to have committed suicide... but we knew that his nature was not that of a coward... and he would never have committed such an act. While in the police station a warden informed me that your mother Illa Gujral had visited our father some moments before he had been discovered dead. The police had hushed that part up. This led us to the worst conclusion of all. That your mother, Illa Gujral, was responsible for the death of our father and the anguish of our mother. We set out to enter your lives once again, with a renewed motive, a darker motive. Vengeance. Against your mother. We set out to destroy her completely through two ways. One was through her daughters. Me and Sameer planned to use you and Avni... we aimed to use and hurt you two. And Varun... it was his job to destroy Illa Gujral financially by weakening The Gujral Empire. I had thought it was a good plan. But it had one flaw. Me. I was falling in love. With you. I could not hurt you. Not without going through unbearable pain myself. Not without questioning my morality a hundred times. You had never been responsible for the actions of your mother. You were innocent. I could not use you as easily as I had planned. Then, then I married you. I don't know if I did it out of revenge. Or simply because I wanted to, because somewhere in my heart I coveted to make you mine. My marriage vows meant too much to me then, perhaps more then my vengeance and that scared me. Your love was too overpowering. It bore in it a strength my vengeance could not compete with. Yet I was still scared to admit this. Even to myself. That I was losing. That I was fighting a lost battle. That my reasons for getting close to you were not because I had to, but because I wanted to, I wanted to take care of you. I wanted to show you that I loved you. And then.. then that night Avni got married to Sameer legally. I came too close to you that night. I crossed a line. I realized I could not use you. I couldn't before either. I had been lying to myself. I could not play with your feelings like that. That's why I distanced myself from you. That's why I hurt you and said all those things, things I would not have even dreamt of uttering had I acted according to my will, simply so that you would distance yourself from me. So that you would hate me so much that when the truth would be revealed to you... it would not hurt you so much as it would have hurt you otherwise. I decided to keep my revenge limited to the financial destruction of Gujral Empire. And then on the very eve of victory, I found out that your mother was innocent. That she had never committed the crime we condemned her for. That she had tried to help our father. That all our planning, all the hurt that I caused you.. was for nothing. Nothing." Prithvi let out a deep breath. He had, had his back to Damini the whole time he had been talking so he had been unable to gauge her reaction to everything. He did not have the courage to tell her the truth while facing her. Now he turned around finally to look at the woman who held his heart, a part of him still hoping that she would understand. that she would forgive the one person who deserved her forgiveness the least. And when he faced her, he did it like a sinner. One who was tired of committing sins. Who craved to be punished, tortured and tormented for his heinous crimes till he had lost his own sanity. It was time.