"What?" Yuvraaj's words barely commanded Anahita's ears as she stared him with tear drenched eyes.
 "You don't know that when you were plotting to hurt me, I fell in love with you." She wailed, hiccuping. Stunned, Yuvraaj permitted himself to gawk at her openly. She was not ordinary woman who would lay her heart out before someone she doesn't care for. His brain ceased working, as if an urge to soothe her spurted in him as she rubbed her nose, making it more red than it already was. Her agony had no end.
 Yuvraaj reprimanded himself to hear her side of story before hurting her with his words. Her cheeks were stained with tears and the face she wore broke him in fragments. No other woman, apart from her, was able to embrace his gaze. No other

As amiable gust of breeze caressed her languid frame, she became nostalgic, the last episode she enjoyed with Yuvraaj in waters caricatured in her mind. The phosphorescent surface of water enticed her and a sob spurted out of her mouth. She was missing him. She was still missing the curse of her life. She knew how happy they were. She knew it was bliss. Momentarily. And the moment was gone, they were back to square one.
 "I hate you bloody Yuvraaj Prakash." She muttered, despondently and kicked the waves. "You don't even trust me but still, I love you, moron. You're a bastard, sonuvabitch. I fucking hate you. Why the hell do you have to be the one who always hurts me?"
 Defeated, she collapsed on her rare and dragged her knees closer to her c

The speakers were blaring at the top and Yuvraaj was waiting for his wife's impenitence who had, with an outlandish move, stood stunned on the dancefloor and rushed to the powder room next instant, making him confused to his core. It was his third drink as he roved his eyes around and his head bobbed on the rhythm at his own accord along with the tapping of his foot.
 He was slightly startled by a familiar echo of cellphone ringtone buzzing around him. It was Anahita's cellphone. He dared to open her clutch and found her cellphone inside, vibrating and screaming at its loudest. Anahita was so disoriented that she had forgotten her clutch back to him and it was thrown unattended on the bar counter.
 "Who could it be?" He furrowed his eyebrows

"What?" Yuvraaj's words barely commanded Anahita's ears as she stared him with tear drenched eyes.
 "You don't know that when you were plotting to hurt me, I fell in love with you." She wailed, hiccuping. Stunned, Yuvraaj permitted himself to gawk at her openly. She was not ordinary woman who would lay her heart out before someone she doesn't care for. His brain ceased working, as if an urge to soothe her spurted in him as she rubbed her nose, making it more red than it already was. Her agony had no end.
 Yuvraaj reprimanded himself to hear her side of story before hurting her with his words. Her cheeks were stained with tears and the face she wore broke him in fragments. No other woman, apart from her, was able to embrace his gaze. No other woman could make him feel so vulnerable yet strong at the same time.
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