SanDhir FF: Of Broken Hearts (Chapter 20 (LAST) on Page 81) - Page 14

Originally posted by: Prizi

Awesum updateee
poor randhir

Thank you! I know right, poor Randhir.

Originally posted by: TheKanwalKaur

Nyc... bahut late update kiya... lekin next part jldi se update krna

Sorry for updating late, updates will be timely now! 😊 Thanks!

Originally posted by: Piya1702

M having tears in my eyes reading this part...
outta words for it👏
Itz beyond awesome!!

Aww I'm so glad you liked it! Thank you!

Originally posted by: sandra22

nice... hey can u update sooner... but loved this update though. something fishy...

love

samyuktha😳

Thank you! Will do! =D

Originally posted by: anjipankaj

woah what an intense update.

it was heart wrenching to see randhir's condition

he was so desperate to marry sanyukta

it shows how much he love her

i guess sanyukta was forced to behave with randhir like that

please i want a happy ending o this ff

really loved this ff .

brilliant update

hats off to u👏👏

I'm so glad you enjoyed reading this chapter! I will update soon! Hats off to your lovely review! There will be a happy ending to this FF, don't worry. If I plan to make a story have a sad ending, I'll warn everyone from the beginning to hold on to their hearts. 😆

Originally posted by: kri1

Unres on page 17! Wowowowow!TEAM SAFFI!

Replied too 😉

Originally posted by: whinyteen96

What JUST happened?! 😲 *takes time to digest*

You turned the tale 180 in a single update...and that's freakin' awesome! 😆

Their deepest fear of broken hearts...its all coming true...😭

Waiting on tenterhooks for the next update! 😊

LOL that gif! Hahaha I can totally imagine that reaction. 😆 I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Yes, they both feared the same thing, and they're facing their worst fear right now. Will update soon! Thank youuu!

Just came across the story... beautifully written. .. loved it so much...

Today Sanyukta was leaving home, finally - this was just what her father had wanted, albeit him wanting it in a different way.

She kissed her mother on the cheek. "I'm leaving today."

She had gotten a promotion at the head office of where she worked. She would be moving cities, and wouldn't be living at home again.

"I know," her mom said with a sigh. "That's why I made you your favourite food."

Sanyukta entered the living room where her dad and brother were drinking tea. They didn't even glance at her. Both of them still didn't approve her work, and they barely spoke to her since the incident four years ago where her wedding was called off. Sameer's parent's had found out that she had an engineering degree. Sanyukta secretly rejoiced, but she was heartbroken to see the condition of her family. It was from that day that they told her to do whatever she pleased, but they wouldn't be involved in her matters, nor would they meddle in her life anymore.

"Bye," she said, desperately wanting them to approve of what she was doing.

Her father just flipped a page of the newspaper he was reading, and didn't utter a word to her and her brother sipped his tea, pretending she didn't exist.

Sighing, she finished her breakfast and left for Mumbai, where her new office was located. The company she worked for had already arranged a house for her. She was told that there would be one other person - a male - living there. He apparently had been working for the head office for years already, and would be able to help her get started in Mumbai. She concealed the fact that she would be living with a boy from her parents, because she knew that they wouldn't be able to take that piece of news lightly.

Once she reached the house she was going to live at - a two story, big house, about the size of her own - she knocked on the door nervously. She didn't even know how she would introduce herself to the person she was living with, nor did she know whether he knew her name. She didn't know his name after all.

As soon as the door opened, Sanyukta came face to face with the one person she had never expected to see. She couldn't say that she didn't want this, in fact - a feeling of happiness filled her up, and a warm smile reached her lips. It was a smile that she had no control over.

"Randhir," she gasped, wanting to hug him, wanting to tell him how her life had been, and more than anything else, wanted to apologize to him.

She could tell that he didn't know how to react. He stared at her blankly for a long moment before opening the door further so she could walk in with her stuff. Randhir closed the door behind them and looked at Sanyukta, the same blank expression on his face.

"Does your husband know you've come here to live with another man?" he asked in a condescending tone.

"Randhir," Sanyukta breathed out. "I didn't marry him! I have so much to tell you. As soon as my marriage broke, I tried to contact you, I looked for you everywhere, but I couldn't find you!"

Randhir's facial features seemed to soften for a moment, before he hardened them again. "If you seriously thought that I was going to wait for you Sanyukta, you are mistaken. I don't give a damn if you married him or not," he retorted coldly.

Sanyukta could feel her heart ache with the pain she caused him, but she forced herself to hold her composure. She wasn't going to cry. She couldn't cry right now, not in front of him. At least not before she told him about her situation.

"Randhir," she whispered, touching his arm lightly, trying to hold back her tears. "I know what I did was wrong. I'm sorry Randhir. I had my reasons. I'll tell you everything, I promise. Just - just listen to me. The day before our first exam, mom asked me to come home."

"Like I said, I don't give a damn," he interrupted, pushing her hand off his arm.

"But - but Randhir," Sanyukta said desperately, "Please at least listen to me once! I'm sorry! I promise. I'm very sorry! Just listen!"

"Hurry up Sanyukta, I don't have all day," he snapped, looking away from her.

"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "Can we sit down? It's long, but I won't take your entire day."

She following him into the living room and sat beside him on a couch.

"So mom asked me to come home and I went home. Dad was upset because Sameer revealed to him that he knew about my engineering degree. They were telling me to not give my final exams and weren't even letting me leave the house. Sameer was there too. They all decided that they would do the engagement right there and then I could go and give my exams. So Sameer made me wear the ring - we didn't kiss Randhir, I promise."

She took a deep breath and noticed Randhir's face soften once more.

"I wanted to call you, but my brother had taken my phone away. I just couldn't do anything, I was helpless. This was the only way I could have written my exams. I... I put a ring on his finger too. I didn't want to. I even told mom beforehand, but she told me to just go with the engagement, and she will help me think of something to escape the wedding afterward. It was on that day that the wedding got fixed for a month later. We were in such a hurry to exchange rings that I couldn't tell her about you until the engagement was done."

Sanyukta could see Randhir's hand shaking beside her. She didn't know whether it was with anger or with pain, but she didn't look at his face to confirm - she didn't think that she was able to deal with the guilt of hurting Randhir anymore.

"Right after the engagement happened, I told my mom about you Randhir. I told her I loved you and only you and I couldn't even think about being with someone else. I told her you were perfect, and you would never disappoint them. Mom got afraid and told me that it wasn't possible. Breaking the marriage with Sameer might be fine, but dad would never accept someone who would actually encourage me to pursue my dreams. He wouldn't accept someone who would let me leave the house as an equal."

She sighed and looked down at her own hands that were fidgeting.

"Mom said that... that she didn't think that you were the right one for me because we argued a lot, and she knew I hated you from before. She told me it was a phase, and she told me that dad wouldn't be the only one who was angry, she would be too if I went with you. She didn't believe in my love. She thought it was just attraction. So I told her not to worry, I told her that I wouldn't be with you. Randhir, I actually thought that my parent's would accept you since you are well educated and have a good family background, but they wouldn't. They just wouldn't accept it. I felt so bad Randhir, that I decided that I needed to choose between mom and you. I couldn't leave mom, she was by my side for 22 years. She supported me when nobody else did."

Sanyukta's voice cracked as she continued.

"So I hurt you Randhir. I'm sorry. I wanted you to move on so I pretended I kissed Sameer, I pretended that I actually wanted Sameer. But once my wedding with him was called off after his parents came to know that I had an engineering degree, my dad and brother treated me like a stranger. I took up a job and I tried looking for you Randhir. I realized I couldn't live without you and I was willing to go against my mom, because I loved you. I looked everywhere. I asked our old friends, but nobody knew where you were. You disappeared completely. You weren't even on Facebook or LinkedIn or Twitter. I looked everywhere."

She felt warm tears fall from her eyes, and she forced herself to look up at Randhir. He had a pained expression on her face, and this made her heart long to be with him even more. She touched his hand gently and held it there. "But... you knew all along didn't you, that I was lying?"

Randhir looked away from her and Sanyukta gently reached for his cheek, turning his face around. "I'm sorry," she whispered genuinely. "I will do anything Randhir, I will do anything you ask me to. Please forgive me. See, even destiny is on our side Randhir. This can't be a coincidence!"

"Your room is upstairs, the second one on the right," was all he said before getting up and disappearing into his own bedroom.

Sanyukta brought her knees to her chin and started to sob. She thought that Randhir would forgive her immediately once he heard her out, but she was wrong. She hurt him too much. She probably hurt him more than he ever loved her, and that thought hurt her more than she had ever guessed it would.

"I'm sorry Randhir," she whispered into the empty room, her heart aching at her loss.

Originally posted by: parjay

Just came across the story... beautifully written. .. loved it so much...

Thanks! 😛