Locking the door of washroom I fell on my knees as my sobs freely escaped my lips. I was getting too much. I felt pathetic , helpless , miserable and what not!
Who am I?
A girl disowned by her own family?
Or
a girl who got pregnant at the age of 18?
Who am I?
A taint on my family's reputation?
Or mother of a four year old?
Clutching onto my hairs I fisted them in my palms breaking down into more and more cries
"I always knew that girls like you will cross any limits for the sake of money!"
"Shameless whore!"
"Get the hell out of this mansion it's getting tainted with your presence!"
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs my voice echoing in the empty washroom.
Getting up I harshly wiped my tears before splashing water on my face.
You need to be strong , Ahaana!
I had my son who would be broken if he sees me in this pathetic state. No , I have to fight my inner demons not for anyone but for my little one.
"Mumma!mumma!" The door banged as I recognised Avi's voice.
Taking a last look at mirror , I smiled widely walking to open the door.
"Anything wrong , my child?"
Avi stood there concerned his thick long lashes brushing against his cheeks every time he blinked.
Making a sad face he told me "Actually principal sir has called you tomorrow.." fidgeting with his fingers.
"For what?" I questioned crossing my arms over my chest with furrowed eyebrows.
"Remember I told you about a fend(friend) I beat" he continued speaking his tone laced with guilt accompanied by fear "His fathel(father) complain principal.." Avi closed his eyes explaining me the matter in his broken English but somehow I made sense out of it.
Sighing I rested my palm on my forehead. Why do my problems never end? It's like God has gifted me a whole hamper of problems.
"Sowy mumma! Sowy(sorry) I not do this again.." seeing my reaction Avi began chanting apology as if it was some mantra and I couldn't help but shake my head at his behaviour.
"Okay! Okay! Calm down! Tomorrow we'll go and meet your principal.." I stated bending down to his level with my palms placed around his shoulder.
He sighed in relief before embracing me tightly around my neck "Thankyou so much mumma.."
I couldn't help but smile weakly at my little one's attempts , his hug too was very comforting just like his biological father.
"But that doesn't mean I'll forgive you everytime for your mistakes..This should be the last time , Avi..Is that clear?" With strictness in my tone I warned him to which he nodded.
Being a parent it was my responsibility to make sure that he doesn't gets too spoiled by my love or pampering. He should know that everytime I won't be there to cover up for his mistakes.
"You go now and finish your homework..I also have some office work to complete.." getting up to my feet I said settling on the couch with my laptop in my hands.
I have to work hard and earn money , not just for myself but for the little life whose responsibility I had. No matter who so ever was my client as an employee it is my duty.
Keeping my thoughts aside I began preparing the presentation I had to show in the office after three days.
My eyes fell on the data analysis chart of Suryavanshi company. It did made some great profits , obviously after all it was handled by the great Vihaan Suryavanshi himself!
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"Our deal with the Malhotras is almost done , sir.." Kabir , one of Vihaan's trusted men informed him.
Raising an eyebrow the grey eyed man nodded his head taking a sip of his whiskey.
"Well that's not a surprise.." He stated keeping down the glass while Kabir forwarded him a list of employees working in the company of Malhotras.
Vihaan scanned all the names written in the list just for the sake of formality.
Mohit Rana - The cultural head.
Riya Maheshwari - the H.R.
Bhavna Rajput - Legal advisor
Surprise flashed in his eyes for a second as he read the name.
Bhavna! Wasn't she her close friend?
Who studied in the same school as him?
But what shocked him most was the nest name written in the list.
Ahaana Srivastava - Personal Assistant of Mahir Malhotra
For a moment Vihaan forgot to breathe as he stared blankly at the paper , reading the name again and again to check if it was real or his mind was playing games with him again.
Is it really her?
Ahaana!Ahaana Srivastava! The girl with a pair of beautiful hazel eyes and amazing dusky skin
His one and only love!
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