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Hadn't he said to her that he never wanted to see her face? That he would never be 'hers' no matter how much he tried? And hadn't he proved that today? Such were the thoughts of Parvati Ranawat as she folded her skirts into her trunk. They had all tried to stop her, Sunehri, Jija, even Kaki-sa had tried but all attempts were futile what Parvati had seen today could never be unseen, what she had heard had affected her so that she could never imagine wanting to feed her beloved husband toffee ever again.

Such was the personality of Parvati Ranawat, her environment played a big part in who she was and what she became. She was a simple woman with simple desires, don't be lead to believe I am demeaning her in any way but she had one simple wish: to spend the rest of her life with her husband in peace enveloped in love, her love. But she had been a fool, she had been a fool to believe that her love would be enough. She began chiding herself her actions becoming clumsier, her toes finding every corner of her room obstructive her hisses of pain following tears.

"Careful" She heard his raspy voice from the entrance of their-- no his room.

Parvati swallowed the ball that was caught in her throat, she didn't want to leave like this, she wanted to disappear into the darkness of the night before he got home from Laila.

With sharp eyes Rudra saw the state of their room her clothes were strewn on the bed with her trunk just below it, in silence he saw her hands worked quick between furiously wiping the tears of her face and folding the clothes into her very small trunk.

'Oh f**k* was his thought.

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Hello my loves, I am back with a sorta darker-ish series of drabbles? I saw the promo this morning and I was like what? Next thing you know Rudra is going to go ahead with the Suhaag Raat because Paro wants it 🤣 Anyway I hope you like this, I'm getting into the flow of writing again after an odd year and a half so lets do this 😆