IPKKND FF: Winning You Back (Ch.16,pg.106) UPD:2/16 - Page 3

Khushi was still lying by the poolside when NK found her. His heart constricted at the sight of her, a petite form curled in on herself. He slowly approached, bracing himself. He braced himself for her pain, which would leave a scar on his heart. Khushi looked up into NK's gentle eyes when she felt the hand on her shoulder and heard her name in the air. "Khushiji?"

Though NK had prepared himself, the acute misery in Khushi's eyes still sent a pang through his body. She didn't deserve this. "Khushiji?" he questioned again.

Khushi simply shook her head. "Don't Nanheji. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe in a week. But not right now. I can't. Please." Her eyes implored him not to question her further. And he complied. He never could refuse her. Not the first time he saw her, and definitely not now, when he knew he loved her. He silently held out his hand for her, offering her his support, his friendship, his life. And she took it, blindly putting her trust in the man in front of her. He was all she had now, after the love of her life had utterly and absolutely failed her.

As NK softly shut the door behind himself, he came face-to-face with Arnav, who looked murderous. If looks could kill, NK would have been long dead. Arnav, who had seen NK leaving his bedroom, was almost shaking with anger. He had seen every shade of green at the thought that Khushi and NK had been in there, doing God knows what. NK, for his part, didn't look the slightest bit apprehensive. If Arnav hadn't been so consumed with jealousy, he would have noticed that something had changed about NK's demeanor altogether. But at that moment, he was beyond thinking about anything other than the fact that NK had just been in his bedroom. "What the hell were you doing in my room?"

"I was talking to Khushiji."

So he wasn't even going to pretend innocence. Or maybe there was no pretense involved. Maybe they really had been just talking. Arnav quickly pushed aside the rational thought, as he always did, and gave in to his trademark anger. "Why the hell were you in my BEDROOM talking? Don't tell me you couldn't find any other place in all of Shantivan to hold a conversation other than my room."

"Khushiji needed someone. You weren't there. I was." The accusation was blatant in NK's eyes. Unable to answer it, Arnav focused instead on the trivialities of their confrontation.

"It's Bhabi to you."