DEPRIVED :
It was night, arnav was thinking about his fight with Khushi some hours ago. He couldn't sleep while she was peacefully sleeping in the guest room. He goes to see her. When he opened the door, he saw her innocent face, she looked like an angel, the same angel who turned onto a tigress these days. He sat beside her. He couldn't stop himself to put back her hair behind her ears. He always loved this about her, her sweetness. He thought about how she behaved these days. He wished she never had changed . He got up to go, then turned to look at her. Then, he came back to their so called room. His head was aching. Had it been some other day, his wife would have given him the sweetest head massage ever like she always did. She always had to insist to make him accept any massage. He preferred to take some medicine and rest. But when he accepted, he was never disappointed. She had magic in her hands,he felt like heaven. She was so sweet. All his worries disappeared in her hands. But times have changed. She's distancing herself, she's no more a cutie pie, she's bitter. That's all because of him. With that thought, he goes to sleep but before that he promised to find a way to get his Khushi back.
The next morning :
Arnav spent the day, trying his best to get close to her but she distanced herself. He had a hard time. He was becoming increasingly frustrated. He had some important meeting so had to leave.
4 hours later :
He came back home at night. He was frustrated, the meeting didn't happened the way he wanted and Khushi's lack of attention towards wasn't helping. She always knew when his mood was off and did her best to appease him. Sometimes he poured out his anger on her. But now she didn't care. He was royally ignored. She goes on the pool side. She was lost in her thoughts when he came. He try to talk with her.
A: Khushi
K: what?
A: we need to talk
K: I'm not in the mood. Plus I have nothing to tell you.
A: but I do!
K: I'm not interested. she turned to go.
A: KHUSHI! I'm talking to you
K:so what?
A: since morning I'm trying my best to get things better between us but you're not even paying attention.
K: yeah? I can see how hard you try
A: how can we resolve our problems without discussing?
K: so Mr attitude know now that to solve a problem one have to discuss abt it. Where were you all this time I was trying to resolve them? I tried to discuss with you but his highness was never in the mood.
A: now I'm disposed to talk Khushi
K: yes we should talk because you want. Things should always happens the way you want
A: please Khushi forget about your ego we..
He was cut off
K:ego? You always treat people as if they are inferior to you and I'm the one who have ego. Look yourself in the mirror before talking rubbish.
A: Khushi don't you dare talk to me like this
K: GO TO HELL! She was going when she heard the noise of something breaking. She turned to see Arnav bleeding badly. In anger he hit his hand on the glass door . She frozen in shock.
K: what have you done? He didn't respond. He was too angry to say anything. She was worried. She knew it could worsen his health. She goes to the cupboard and took the first aid box and put it on the bed. Then she came back.
K: come with me . She said while holding his other hand. He retrieved it.
A: I'm fine.
K: I can see! She said while pulling him like a small kid. She made him sat on the bed.
A: I said I'm fine! Why are you wasting your time? I will do it myself. She didn't look at him and continue to attend his wound. She bandage it. He was still blinded by his anger that he failed to see how much she cared for him, for his health. As always, he took his frustration on her. He again left his anger win.
A: stop pretending, it's not like you care about what can happen to me.
She was infuriated. She was here, worried for him while he was taunting her. He didn't deserved her care. She got up
K: you can die I don't care ! But I don't want to be accused of attempt of murder. I'm well aware of the kind of manipulator you are. And, unlike you, I was taught to respect human being.
That one, he didn't see it coming.
The sweetie cat turned onto a wild tigress. She responded him tit for tat. He was hurt, his ego was hurt. She considered him as a manipulator, someone who could accuse her of attempt of murder? She didn't care if he die, did she hated him that much? When did all her love turned into such hatred ? ( just now buddy đ ). He was not angry anymore, he was in pain, he couldn't see her turning into such person.
A: you've changed a lot Khushi, you're becoming bitter day by day. He said with a shaking voice as he felt a ball forming in his throat.
K: I have to be that bitter to make sure your diabete doesn't increase. I'm your wife after all, It's my duty to take care of your health. She said sarcastically. He was hell shocked. The same Khushi who was always cautious with his health, did not cared anymore. She never took his health as a joke. Now she was sarcastic and mocking him. He looked at the monster he created. He always believed himself as God. If he ever was one, then he was as bad as a god as he was as a husband. He regretted. He regretted the fact that he destroyed the good in her, he killed their love. He hated himself for always leaving his anger win over his love . All this time, he was in heaven when she was in hell, the hell he created for her. He was paying for his deeds, God was punishing him. He was feeling guilty. He was too lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice she was gone.He didn't know how but his eyes were filled with tears. For the first time, he cried for his wife.
~~~to be continued~~~
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