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‘It doesn’t have to be like this,’ the girl said. Her voice still shook as if

she was scared of Dushyant. Pihu strained her ear to listen closely,
Dushyant’s nails-on-a-blackboard voice in stark contrast to the girl’s opera
singer’s voice.

‘It has to be like this.’
‘Why are you acting so difficult, Dushyant?’

‘I am acting difficult? You leave me and then don’t talk to me for two
years and now that I am here, you come to me? Why? To make yourself feel

better? I am not going to give you that pleasure. I had a hard time forgiving
and forgetting you; please don’t make me go through that again. Go back to

your rich, smart boyfriend you have always been in love with. I don’t care
about you any more.’
‘We didn’t have to end up like this.’

‘You chose it to be like this. You walked out of my life and fucked your
ex-boyfriend! It wasn’t me, it was your fault,’ he growled.

‘I didn’t … but I am sorry; after what happened, I couldn’t have stayed
and you know that. After what happened between us …’

‘Had you loved me enough, you would have stayed. You definitely
wouldn’t have gone running into his arms. I was begging for you to come

back. I almost destroyed myself to get you back. What didn’t I do to catch
your attention? For a little pity? Why didn’t you come when I was drinking
myself to death? Why? Didn’t you think for once how I would feel?’

‘I did—’
‘Fuck off. Please. I don’t want you here. I would rather die than talk to

you,’ she heard Dushyant shout.
‘But—’

‘Just get out.’
‘Dushyant—’

‘One last time, GET OUT.’
She heard the rustling of the bedsheet and saw the feet leave the room.
She felt sorry for the girl with the hypnotic voice who had just been

disparaged by Dushyant. Too bad, she couldn’t see her beyond the soft,
beautiful ankles. For the first time, her judgement about Dushyant changed.