'I don't love you Prashant, I have never loved you. Just leave. Just go away from my life.'
'But...I...I love you Aartj. I love you a lot. I can do anything for you. Give me a chance. I'll keep you happy.'
'Only Yashji can keep me happy. And I'd prefer to die than to be with anyone else except him.'
Prashant looked at Aarti in disbelief. He had understood how much Aarti loved Yash.
'I guess it's over now. I won't force you anymore. You can go and live your life freely.'
With that he stormed out of the temple where he'd brought Aarti for marriage, disheartened.
'What the bloody hell Ishita? How could you even think that I'd stop loving Aartiji and be with you? You are nothing but a doormat. I don't care if Aarti betrayed me for Prashant. Yash has always loved his Aarti and will always love her, till he dies. You don't stand a chance anywhere. It'd be better if you think about Akash instead. You'll be happier for sure.'
Yash turned a cold shoulder towards her and she left his room disheartened.
'Ishita, what's up? Are we going for our honeymoon?' Akash asked Ishita when he saw her packing bags.
'No Akashji. It's time to move on. I am sorry, but I don't love you. And we can't be together.'
'Ishita, stop joking. We are made for each other.' Akash back hugged Ishita.
'No Akashji. I could never feel for you the way I feel and used to feel for Yashji . You've always been a good companion, but I am afraid to say that we could never have a healthy husband-wife relationship. I can never love you Akashji and you surely deserve better in your life.'
With that, tears formed in Akash's eyes, but he understood Ishita's plight. He made way for her to leave. Ishita hugged him and with moist eyes, left the Scindia mansion.