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8.3

It was then she received a message from one of her old classmates who lived in UK.

Isn't this your husband. Saw your Instagram pictures and identified him. I think you need to see this.

She frowned and opened her chat. She had sent two pictures. She downloaded them and the phone almost slipped from her hand.

It was picture of her husband. He had his arm around a woman on the streets of UK. And was holding a three year old boy on his arm.

She would have given the picture a benefit of doubt but the other one cleared her doubt. He was kissing the woman in that one.

So this was what he was doing there. She felt tears pool her eyes. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a helpless love sick wife waiting for her cheating husband.

Two days back Akshay came home but Varsha didn't go out of the room to receive him. He came into the room and smiled seeing her.

He cupped her face and kissed her head mumbling.

"I missed you so much."

He sounded so convincing that she could never have doubted him ever if she didn't know the truth.

She looked at him expressionless.

"Kaise kr lete hai aap Akshay? Itni convincing acting kaise kr lete hai?"

She asked and he frowned. He had the audacity to look confused.

"Who was the woman you were with?"

She asked not beating around the bush. He looked at her wide eyed and stammered nervously.

"Wh-what woman? What are you talking about?"

She smiled mockingly and asked.

"The woman you had your arms around."

Akshay gulped and then chuckled as if nothing had happened.

"Achha wo. She was a passerby who needed help with her boy so mai bas-"

"And for that you had to kiss her."

She interrupted and he looked at her shocked.

Tears formed in her eyes as she looked at him with angry and accusing eyes.

Akshay sighed knowing he was busted now.

"She is my wife. And that boy was mine."

Varsha felt like someone sucked her soul out. The husband she considered as hers was never hers.

"W-wife? She is your wife? Then who am I Akshay? Who am I to you?"

She asked in a broken whisper. He tried coming close to her but she yelled.

"No! You are already married and have a son toh mujhse shaadi kyu ki aapne? Kya socha tha haan? Ki jab tak UK mai rahunga tab tak uss ke saath aur India mai toh mai hu hi aapki needs and desires puri krne ke liye. Lekin legally toh biwi wahi hai na aapki. MUJHE KYA RAKHEL (CONCUBINE) BANANA THA?"

She yelled and broke down crying. She sobbed and he looked at her helplessly. He had wronged her. And he had no excuses.

"Kyu kia aapne ye? Why give me hopes? Why let me dream of a life you couldn't give me? Why let me fall in love with you? Why Akshay? Why?"

She asked broken. He had broken her heart and her soul. By insulting the relation she had considered the most pure. By giving her pain through the only feeling she had always wanted to experience.

He bowed his head not having any answers for her and she got up packing her bags.

"Court mai petition daal rhi hu mai shaadi annul krwane ki. Atleast let your wife know about me. Usse toh andhere me mat rakhna."

She said walking out of his home with tears flowing her eyes non-stop. She was never going to fall in love ever again. It only gave her pain.

She reached her home and her mother was shocked to see her condition.

"Varsha? Kya hua?"

She ran towards Varsha and cupped her face looking at her from top to bottom.

"Ab khush hai aap? Paise wale ghar mai shaadi krna chahte the na meri. Ab khush ho?"

She looked at her mother with dead eyes.

"Kya hua hai Varsha? Aise kyu bol rhi hai beta?"

She turned to her father and went near her. She held his collar and yelled.

"Kyu papa? Nhi krna chahti thi na mai shaadi. Padna chahti thi na mai. Kuch banna chahti thi na pehle. Lekin aapne zid kri. Paise dikhe aapko bas. Ye nhi dekha ki wo aadmi already shaadishuda hai. Zindagi barbaad krdi aapne meri."

She cried holding his collar and her parents went numb.

She had locked herself in her room and wasn't letting her parents in. She only opened the room when Anaisha knocked.

Looking at her she burst into tears and sobbed in her arms telling her everything.

"Shh! That bastard doesn't deserve your tears Varsha. Uss kamine ke liye tu kyu khud ko hurt kr rhi hai? Shh! Chup meri jaan."

Anaisha stayed with Varsha for a week until she couldn't miss on her office any more.

That was when Eshaan came in. After Anaisha he had become her support system.

She smiled and looked at the side table when her, Anaisha's and Eshaan's picture stood. It was from their school farewell. The two were in sarees while Eshaan stood in his tuxedo.

Eshaan was early admission and hence even after being two years younger than them he completed his 11th when they completed their 12th.

Eshaan too was slumped on his bed looking at her pictures.

He still remembered how his little crush on his sister's best friend started changing into love.

* 6 years back*

Eshaan had just completed his 12th and was home playing video games when the doorbell rang and his mother opened the door.

His sister and Varsha walked in and he stopped. He has had a crush on Varsha since quite a few years now.

"Hi Eshaan!"

She said ruffling his hair and he blushed ducking his head down. He always felt giddy and nervous around her.

Looking at her his heart started to beat with excitement and butterflies danced in his stomach.

He was falling in love with her sister's best friend.

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