"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑡; ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.."
Sana Gill, age 21, is a typical princess girl. She is the only daughter of her r...
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SANA POV
"I want you to leave my daughter, Sidharth."
"Okay,"
"Okay?"
"Yes. I will leave her."
I left the place when I heard their conversation from a far standing outside Dad's study room. After that I couldn't stand there for another minute. I was shocked. I was heartbroken. I couldn't believe it, but my Sidharth agreed to leave me. Just. Like. That. With no hesitation and remorse in his voice. Like he doesn't care about me at all.
It's hurting me the most.
I went there, with their ice cream. Which was the dessert after dinner. Both didn't have it. Plus, Sidharth didn't eat much at dinner. He eats almost nothing. So, with Mum's help I prepared a fresh plate for him and took ice cream for both of them in a tray. I guess, it was my biggest mistake to go there and overhear their conversation.
Dad wants him to leave me. That was surprising not shocking. He didn't fully accept him, yet. He was trying. At least that's what I thought. What shocked me more was, that Sidharth didn't hesitate before saying yes to his demand. When he had a panic attack, before coming to my father's house.
I don't understand this. How is that possible? How could he not fight for me? For our love? For us? He just gives in to his wrong demand. Like this? How?
I am hurt. I am beyond hurt. Not by my Dad but by my Sidharth. I never thought he would agree to leave me, ever. I thought he would fight for us. Like I do. Like, I would've done.
I even killed my own mother for him. For us. And, he couldn't even say a simple no to my Dad. He didn't fight. Or he didn't hesitate before saying yes to him. Why? And, how? I don't know what to do now. I am hurt and, I am heartbroken by my love.
Why Sidharth? Why? Why didn't you fight for me? For us? For our love? Is your love that weak? That someone will ask you to leave me, and you will leave me. Just like that. With no remorse and hesitation. What kind of love is that?
Does he even love me? Like I do? I don't think so. If he did. He would have fought for me. Not would have given up on me. On us. His one decision is making me look like a fool, who always fights for us. For him. But he doesn't give a fuck about me or about us.
"Why Sidharth? Why?" Tears roll down from my cheeks, but I quickly cleaned them with the back of my hand.
There's no meaning of crying over it. He wants to leave me, for my Dad. Be my fucking guest. Let him try. But he doesn't know me yet. Once someone becomes Sana Gill's, he remains Sana Gill's until he dies.
I will never hurt him like he is hurting me with his decision. I can never hurt my Sidharth. Let's see what he does to leave me. But, at the end of the day I will stick with him, like a fucking magnet does with a iron. Even if he or my Dad likes it or not. I don't give a fuck.
