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Zariye tumhare dar pe Khuda ke,
Mattha bhi hum tekte hain,

Sab ki nigaahein uspe tiki hai,
Par hum tumhe dekhte hain,

Tum sikha rahe ho,
Tum sikha rahe ho,
Jism ko humaare roohdaariyan...

Qaafirana sa hai,
Ishq hai ya.. kya hai?

Aise tum mile ho,
Aise tum mile ho,
Jaise mil rahi ho itr se hawa...

Qaafirana sa hai,
Ishq hai ya.. kya hai?

~Arijit Singh (song: Qaafiraana)

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Viransh's POV

Its been a month, Aashvi was pregnant and we are again living with my parents in our mansion.

We aren't in our talking terms, but yet I have to take care of her becoz of Mom.

She was pressurizing me not to go to the office, and take care of Aashvi.

She don't need me, but I need my child.

I can't back off, after knowing it's my child.

I will take my child's custody after divorcing her.

"Get ready we are going for your checkup." I said as I entered in my room, she was doing something.

"It's ok...I will go by myself...u don't have to..." I was pissed from her rubbish ramblings.

"And with whom u will go?" I asked quite angry.

"With driver..." She answered unsure.

"I told u to get ready, I don't want my Mom to be suspicious about us. So get ready fast, I don't have time to waste on u." I replied rudely, after that she didn't said anything and went inside the washroom.

I was sitting in my car, waiting for her.

I m doing this, not becoz of my Mom, but I want that child to be fine.

Its my child and I can say that I m not concern about her, I m concern about my child.

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We are living comfortably in my mansion, I m taking a good care of Aashvi, so that my child would be safe.

It's been 2 months now, living in the same room.

"Why are u faking everything? You know you dont have to." She said, her eyes were red. I dont want her to cry, it may affect our child....scratch that My Child.

"I m not faking it." I answered in my all time grumpy mood. I cant help, but it sounds like that.

"You are. Mr. Viransh Ranawat. You are. You dont love me, you are so selfish, more than your brother..." and that's it. I lost my control, she knows so much about my brother, but not about me.

I took long strides towards her, and pinned her near the wall.

My both hands were entwined, I was looking into her eyes, there I saw just pain, pain and nothing.

I dont want myself to feel anything for her. But it hurts to see the person, whom you love from ur college days and now she is the person, you least want to see.

My eyes travelled towards her lips, so pink and soft, but whatever she had said made me hard, and that's what I m now.

"You know so much about my brother. Dont you?" I asked taking my eyes again into hers.

"Vir-Viransh." She whispered slowly, she wasnt breathing normally.

Is our proximity affecting her?

Strange.

"What Aashvi? You wanted to say something." I asked slowly, I dont know, but I just want for once to touch her, with my lips.

"Viransh. Plz...." I heard her voice, but now I was in the middle of kissing her neck.

Aashvi's POV

I dont want him to do the same, he did that night.

He started kissing me on my neck, slowly, but it's like a torture for me.

I dont want him, to call me a desperate girl, I slightly pushed him, I forgot the real reason why I was angry from him.

I pushed him one more time, and this time, he groaned, hiding his face in my neck.

"Now, u cant stand my touch too." He said angrily, pressing his chest on mine.

"Viransh....why? Why are you doing this to me?" I asked him, after a while, and this time I can't stop my tears, and let them flow.

Why cant he see that I m guilty for my mistakes? Why?
Why cant he see his brother's mistake?

"Huh... now what behaviour you are expecting from me, how can I behave with a person like you, who cheated on me...with my brother?" He snapped angrily, but his eyes were clearly showing hate for me.

He isnt leaving a chance to show my mistakes. He is just doing this, but I know he loves me.

Can love fade this easily?

No. It can't.

Then why his love fade away?

Why now he hates me this much that he can't accept his own feelings?

"I m sorry for everything...can we please start again everything?" I begged in front of him, but his stone heart didnt even melt for even a mili second.

He held my hand in his firm grip.

Clenching his jaw tightly, he looked at me with his dangerous look.

"Never ever say this again. Understood? I won't tolerate ur non sense. U are nothing but a piece of shit for me." He didnt even regret, whatever he just said, I m nothing but a piece of shit for him?

"Really?" I asked in a whispered, maybe to myself. But he heard it, and after that he didnt answered me.

I was looking at him, and for a second I saw guilt in his eyes, but soon it turned in a way that shows hate for me just hate and nothing.

"Then, why are you showing off, that you cared for me?" I asked him, this time I pushed him with all my strength.

He stumbled back, but didn't protest. He was looking down to the floor, and then he heard my question, his head snapped towards me furiously.

"Becoz, everything I m doing, is just for my child. And not for u. I just want to remind you your place, Aashvi. And your place in my life is nothing but a piece of shit. The girl who is whorin...." before he could complete that word, I slapped him, his face went to the right side, I have slapped him so hard, that his left cheek has my hand print.

I was angry, why he always think me as those whores?

I m not a whore.

"I m not a whore, I m not. I know I did mistake, but that doesn't meant, you compare me with those, and I won't say anything. You are disgusting, I hate you Viransh. I hate you." I yelled at him, his eyes were emotionless, he was looking at me with a blank expression.

Didn't he see guilt in my eyes?

Didnt my tears is affecting him?

I didn't said anything after that, and turned towards the washroom, I locked it from inside.

Taking my knees close to my chest, I started crying.

I never knew I would change a person completely and that will be bad for him as well as for me.

Viransh's POV

Her tears were affecting me, but I can't forgive her this easily, a woman can forgive a man, if he did something wrong, but a man can never forgive a woman easily.

And for me, it's really hard. I wanted to kiss her, but she pushed me, and that's what, angered me more.

I hate rejection, and from the starting, I only got rejection.

First from my biological parents, then from my brother, and now from her.

Sometime, it hurts to be rejected.

And she can't understand this.

She ran towards washroom, I didn't stopped her, I don't want to.

But I want to make sure, if she is fine or not.

I went to the door of the washroom, and started knocking it.

"Aashvi. Open the door, Aashvi." I called her name but didn't heard anything from the other end.

"Aashvi...Aashvi..." silence.

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Precape:-

"It was always your choice, you don't want to see my face, so I thought maybe, you will be at peace when you didn't heard me." I heard her voice, when I wasn't expecting her to speak.

I looked at her, the water is hiding her tears, but I can clearly see it.

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