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Hey guys! 😊 Amreen here. I'm back with the second sequel to my OS- Break UP. This one is in Randhir's POV. I wrote a sequel before this too...in Sanyukta's POV. So in case you haven't read that, here's the link-
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/sadda-haq-season-2/4264849/the-aftermath-sanyuktas-pov
I want to dedicate this OS to all my lovely readers who encouraged me to continue my OS! 😳
HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 😃 This is a new year gift for you all... 😳
I hope I'm able to sink into RD's character...
Hope you like it! 😊
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As I open my swollen eyes, I find myself lying on the floor with a scrapbook in my hands. OUR scrapbook...containing all our bittersweet memories of the last 4 years.
I slowly sit up and look around at my surroundings. My room is a complete mess. Things are lying all over, broken and smashed...
Just like my soul.
I get up and sigh in relief seeing that I'm all alone. I throw the scrapbook on my bedside table. Even looking at it is painful.
I sit on my bed and think about last night. Flashbacks of the break up play in my mind like a movie. How stupid could I be? To think that she was different. Different from the others who just used me and threw me like a non-living thing. Calling my revenge 'stupid'! How dare she!
She didn't even try to understand my point of view and my feelings. But why would she? She grew up in a happy environment with a loving and caring family. She didn't have to put on a fake smile and play 'Happy Families' in front of the world while watching her family fall apart. I did.
Only I know the hell I suffered my whole life. My childhood full of neglect, sadness, disappointment, and hearing my parents hurl accusations at each other.
All because of that...that selfish woman. RENUKA SANYAL.
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/sadda-haq-season-2/4264849/the-aftermath-sanyuktas-pov
I want to dedicate this OS to all my lovely readers who encouraged me to continue my OS! 😳
HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 😃 This is a new year gift for you all... 😳
I hope I'm able to sink into RD's character...
Hope you like it! 😊
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As I open my swollen eyes, I find myself lying on the floor with a scrapbook in my hands. OUR scrapbook...containing all our bittersweet memories of the last 4 years.
I slowly sit up and look around at my surroundings. My room is a complete mess. Things are lying all over, broken and smashed...
Just like my soul.
I get up and sigh in relief seeing that I'm all alone. I throw the scrapbook on my bedside table. Even looking at it is painful.
I sit on my bed and think about last night. Flashbacks of the break up play in my mind like a movie. How stupid could I be? To think that she was different. Different from the others who just used me and threw me like a non-living thing. Calling my revenge 'stupid'! How dare she!
She didn't even try to understand my point of view and my feelings. But why would she? She grew up in a happy environment with a loving and caring family. She didn't have to put on a fake smile and play 'Happy Families' in front of the world while watching her family fall apart. I did.
Only I know the hell I suffered my whole life. My childhood full of neglect, sadness, disappointment, and hearing my parents hurl accusations at each other.
All because of that...that selfish woman. RENUKA SANYAL.
My revenge is important. More important than anything else. That woman must pay for destroying my dad's life along with mine.
I get up, fuelled with determination to take my revenge, when my eyes fall on the scrapbook kept on the table. At one point of time, it relieved me of stress and filled me with happiness.
But now all it is to me is a reminder of Sanyukta's fake promises.
I have to destroy it! There's no use keeping these memories. Memories of the person I loved and trusted the most, only to be hurt and betrayed. Because at the end of the day, that's what everyone does.
They just leave me when I need them the most.
I light a matchstick to burn the scrapbook. But I can't bring myself to burn it...no matter how hard I try. And then I realise why.
Because hating Sanyukta, competing with her, fighting with her, befriending her, loving her and finally being betrayed by her...every single moment with her...
It was worth it.
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It's finally over! 😆
I really hope you all like it. This OS was my toughest so far. But I hope that I've been able to connect with Randhir's character.
My goal with this OS was to make you feel like Randhir is narrating this, not me.
I hope I've accomplished that. 
Please like, comment and review. 😊
PS- If this gets a good response, I may continue even further!😉
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