Arshi FF: I love you, I trust you! (Thread 2) - Page 61

Anjali smiled as she checked her phone; she had received a text from Shyam. The lawyer she had hired for Shyam had contacted him and was now getting the bail ready. Shyam was worried that Arnav would get to know about the process, so they had paid off a police officer to make sure everything stayed quiet, until the day of the release. She looked at the clock; Khushi had gone about five minutes ago. Any moment now, Anjali smiled. It was nice knowing you, Khushiji.

Priya buried her head against Arnav's bare chest. "I'm sorry", she kept muttering under her breath. "Please forgive me." She closed her eyes and remembered what Anjali had said to her the previous night. "I want you to sleep with Arnav", Anjali said smiling. "What?" Priya looked at her, angrily. "Never! Are you out of your mind?" "Relax, I just want you to pretend something happened. You can stop your sati savitri attitude. I know how when we were living in Lucknow, you used to sneak into his bed when he was sleeping and lie next to.. ". Priya closed her eyes, "I was ten back then. Things were different. He is married now and I would never ever.." "Fine", Anjali said with clenched teeth. "Look, I am not kidding about the money. I will pay you half the amount now and then the rest half after you are done." Priya shook her head. "How low can you stoop, Anjali?" Anjali raised her eyebrows. "I am doing it for my brother." "Really? I never believed it, not even for a second. You would never do this if you loved him. He loves Khushiji and if she leaves him, he will be heartbroken. You don't love him. You are doing this for yourself. You want Khushiji out of this house. That's why you are doing this, aren't you? I don't know what she has done to you, but definitely whatever she has done, Arnav and Khushiji don't deserve this!" "Are you done?" Anjali asked, through clenched teeth. "Do you want the money or not?" Priya opened her mouth wide in shock. "You are still going to do it? You are going to pay me to sleep with Arnav? What do you think I am?" "Well, someone who desperately needs money and I know you are going to do it".

"No, Naniji, it is okay. I think I will stay back. There is so much work left to do at home." Khushi said and looked at Arnav, smiling. This look didn't go unnoticed by Nani, who looked at Khushi and then at Arnav. "I see, I know what work is there at home, Khushi bitiya." Khushi blushed and Arnav smiled. Anjali smiled and then looked up at the corridor, where Priya was standing watching them. Anjali nodded and Priya picked up a phone. Arnav's phone rang. "Yes? Meeting today? Aman didn't mention it. Ok, I will be there." Arnav looked at Khushi, his smile had disappeared. "It looks like I have a meeting in Agra in a few hours. I should leave immediately. Khushi, maybe you should go for the satsang. No one might be at home. I don't want you staying home alone, not with Sh.." Arnav started saying and then stopped himself, as he saw Anjali raise her eyebrows. Khushi quickly said, "Yes, anyways I just remembered that Hari Prakashji is also not here. I will clean the house tomorrow with his help." Nani smiled and nodded. Arnav walked away and Khushi followed him. Anjali saw Khushi's phone lying on the side table and picked it up before she walked to her room.

"Here you go. Put all of this in a glass and give it to Chotte. He will not know what is happening and he will not remember any of it later". Anjali handed a small bottle filled with white powder. She added, giggling, "You can do whatever you want to him." Priya stared at her, angrily. "Here is what I promised." Anjali handed her a bag. Priya looked away. Anjali placed it on the bed. "You may count it if.." Priya cut her off. "I don't need to. I know it will all be there." Anjali smiled. "Suit yourself. Good luck." Anjali walked out of the door and Priya slumped down on the bed.

There was a knock on the door and Priya ignored it. There was another knock. "What do you want now?" Priya looked up, her eyes filled with tears. A tear rolled down as she saw NK standing at the door. "Priya? Are you alright?" NK ran to the bed and put his arms around her. Priya burst into tears. A few seconds later, she pulled away. "NK, please leave. Please." NK shook his head. "I saw Di walking out of this room. What did she tell you? I want to know the truth." Priya started, "Anjali wanted.." Priya looked at the bag on the bed and then at NK. She thought, I can have all of the money today and leave and I will never have to see NK again. A tear rolled down her cheek. If I tell him now, will he believe me? If he believes me, he will not let me go through with it. What will happen then? If we tell Arnav, he will not believe us. No one will believe us. What if Anjali accuses me of stealing the money? Everyone will believe her and I.. No, I need the money. I have to go through with this. Another tear rolled down her cheek, as she looked at NK. NK touched her face. "Priya, I want to believe you, but you have to tell me the truth". Priya pushed his hand away and got up. "I don't have to tell you anything. Please leave." NK stood up and touched her arm. "Look, I know you are lying. I know you want me to.." Priya turned around and folded her arms. She closed her eyes, as tears streamed down her face. "Ok, if you don't want to tell me now, that's ok. But I want you to know, I am not giving up on you. I will never give up on us. Never." NK said, before he walked out of the door. Priya burst into tears, as she heard the door close.

"Dammit, why is Khushi not picking up the phone?" Arnav got out of the car and walked to the house. "Well, anyways, she will see the text and hopefully then she will come back home." Arnav said, smiling as he rang the bell. His smile disappeared, "Oh wait, no one is at home." He searched his pocket for the key and was about to open the door, when he heard it open. He looked up and saw Priya. "Oh, you are at home? and alone?" Arnav asked, surprised. "Aren't you scared?" Priya smiled and shook her head. "Thanks", Arnav said as he stepped into the house. Priya watched Arnav walk to the stairs and up to his room, with tears in her eyes.

Arnav loosened his tie and yelled, "Hari Prakash, get me some water!" He closed his eyes, "Dammit, I forgot Hari Prakash is off today." He pulled the tie off his neck and unbuttoned his collar, letting out a sigh and collapsing onto the recliner. There had been no meeting. He had called up Aman on his way and Aman had not known about the meeting either. They had tried to reach Mr. Singhania's assistant, but her phone had been unreachable. Aman had managed to contact her just before Arnav reached Agra and they had found out that there had been no meeting. The call Arnav had gotten earlier must have been a mistake on the part of some employee in Singhania's office.

There was a knock on the door. Arnav looked up and saw Priya standing there, with a glass of water. Arnav smiled and took the glass from her. "Priya, you didn't have to." Priya shook her head and started to say, "It is okay.." Arnav cut her off and said, "Look, Priya. I have always considered you a good friend. I will never forget the fun we had as children, you, me, Karan, Barun, Akshay and Sanaya, back in Lucknow. I will always be grateful to you for holding my hand and staying with me during my parents' funeral. I know you used to like me back then, maybe even now, I don't know. But whatever it is, I don't want to give you any false hope. I love my wife, in fact more than I have loved any one. She means the world to me. I am sure you will find someone who will love you the way I love her". Priya smiled, her eyes filled with tears. "Arnav, I.. I know you love Khushiji. I .." Priya shook her head and turned around. She walked to the door, stopped and turned around to look at Arnav. Arnav looked at her, his eyebrows raised. "I am sorry, Arnav." "Priya, there is nothing to be sorry about.. what.." "I am sorry for everything." Priya said, a tear rolled down her cheek, before she walked away. Arnav looked at the door, his eyes wide in surprise, wondering why Priya was apologetic. He shook his head and sat down on his recliner and drank the water.

Priya opened her eyes as she heard the door open and Khushi scream Arnav's name. She pressed herself tightly against Arnav for a few seconds and then looked over her shoulder at Khushi. Khushi was standing frozen at the door, her mouth wide open. Priya released Arnav and moved his arms away, making him fall to a side. Arnav was lying on the bed, his chest bare and eyes closed, almost lifeless. Priya sat up and looked at Khushi, embarrassed. She got up and picked up her dupatta which was lying on the floor next to Arnav's shirt. She slowly walked out of the door, avoiding Khushi's eyes. Khushi was staring at Arnav, and ignored Priya. As Priya walked out the door, Khushi turned around and locked the door. She walked towards the bed and sat next to Arnav. She touched his face, tears pouring down her cheeks. She took his hand and pressed it against her lips. She burst into tears; his hand slipped out of her hand. She opened her eyes wide, as she realized that Arnav was unconscious. "Arnavji?" She touched his face and lightly beat against his cheeks. "Arnavji, wake up. Arnavji?" She looked around; the jug on the side table was empty. She walked to the bathroom and got a mug of water and sprayed water on his face. Arnav's eyes fluttered and he slowly opened them. He smiled when he saw Khushi. "Khu.. shii.." he stammered, "yo..ou arr..e baaccck? I misss...ed yo..ouu.." Arnav said, his eyes slowly closing. Khushi burst into tears and Arnav's smile disappeared. "Khu.. sshii, why.. why.. are you cr..cr..crying?" He tried to lift his hand, but he couldn't. He shook his head and slowly drifted into sleep. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead, a tear from her eye dropped on his forehead. "I know you love me, Arnavji. I love you and I trust you more than I trust myself. I know you will never ever betray me! But what happened? Why were you unconscious and how did Priya end up here on our bed?" Khushi stood up and walked to the door, past the recliner. She stopped and turned to look at the recliner. She saw the empty glass. She walked to the recliner and picked it up. She thought to herself, "Hari Prakashji wasn't here. If Arnavji had gotten water from the kitchen, he would have taken the jug with him and filled it up. Did Priya.. " Khushi's eyebrows raised in shock. "Did she drug him?" Khushi's eyes filled with fury as she said through clenched teeth. "How dare she!"

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Ok, I will end here now. I hope you guys wont hate me now! 😭 So tell me, what do you think Khushi will do now?