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‘So? Is that not your duty? Are you not in the habit of saving damsels
in distress only to extract advantages later?’ I said sarcastically.
‘Okay! Speaking of advantages, what kind of advantages do you
mean exactly?’ he said and grinned mischievously.
I was distressed, infuriated, and yet the bastard before me was
making me smile. I mean, just a few days before I was battling hard to forget
my past and look at this narcissistic annoying man who was still trying to
prove his point.
It was frustrating!
‘I always thought you’d be a shitbag but now I realize that you are
just a pathetic male chauvinist who thinks women are objects of pleasure and
should be used without terms and conditions applied. Your hypocrisy does
not allow you to fulfil the promises you make to a woman and you feel free
to walk out of relationships or circumstances anytime you wish. Why oblige
a woman over some lovey-dovey stuff when you can just fulfil your desires?
Right?’ I asked.
‘This hurts!’ he said slowly.
‘What were you expecting? Flower beds, when one day you suddenly
decide to drop before me out of the blue? There is a coward hidden beneath
your black uniform holding sophisticated weapons, basically. This time too,
you did not have any intentions to face me or confront me. It was just your
call of duty that you had to unmask your real self before me,’ I said.
‘No! That is not true. I love you,’ he said calmly.
‘Drop it!! I warn you. Okay? How dare you say it again? Love? What
do you know about love? I struggled hard for my sanity repeating this same
sentence over and over again, which you used in the Taj. Life would have
been really easy for me if we would have just met and you never said it to
me. But you did and I believed you. That was my fault and you ruined my
life.’ Tears coursed down my cheeks like molten lava and I swallowed the
lump in my throat.
‘I know. I am sorry but I had no option before me. Trust me on this
but I always loved you and I don’t remember a single day when you did not
cross my mind,’ he said softly.
‘Oh! Please! Just shut up! When was the last time you had any
option? Keep your crap to yourself!’ I shouted.
I turned away and head for the exit. It was getting difficult for me
each passing second and I didn’t want to break down in his presence. I did
not want to give him the pleasure of seeing me in shambles. I hated him
from the bottom of my heart, and he needed to know that. I took off running
but before I could even go a few steps he caught up with me and grabbed my
hand.
‘Whoa! Where are you going?’ he said.