Love's Redemption♡

CHAPTER- 15

"You broke my heart but if you asked, I would run back to you in a second"
-- story of my life
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5 years ago--

Vahni POV:

What hurts the most is that Vihaan lied to me. He knew how much I hate lies, how much I value honesty. He told me to wait, giving me hope for our future, and then, just one month later, he goes and gets himself a girlfriend. The pain of his betrayal cuts deep, and I feel like I'm drowning in my own tears.

As I sob into my pillows, I glance at the date on my phone. It's October 14th. This day will forever be etched in my memory as my worst nightmare. I'll never be able to forget the pain and heartache I felt on this day.

All this while, I gave it my all, trying to keep our friendship alive. Deep down, a part of me knew it was becoming one-sided. Vihaan had moved on, making new friends and meeting new people. He didn't care about me the way he used to. But I tried, I really did. I held on to the hope that things would go back to the way they were, that our friendship would remain strong. But now, I realize that was just a futile effort.

Memories of the past come flooding back as I lie here, heartbroken. I remember the times when Vihaan would go out of his way to make me happy. He'd risk getting grounded by his strict father just to hang out with me. When I had no one else, I knew I could count on Vihaan. He'd help me with my studies, share his projects with me, and even jog over to me after his football games just to take a photo together.

His gaze would make me feel special, like I was the only person in the world. Was all of this a lie? How could everything be fake? How could someone show me so much love and care, only to betray me in the end?

I recall the times when Vihaan was sick, and I'd stay up all night doing his assignments for him. I would do anything to see him happy. What went wrong? When did our friendship become one-sided? I can accept that my love for him was one-sided, but our friendship? That's a harder pill to swallow.

My heart shatters for the nth time tonight as I'm consumed by memories of us. I know that things will never be the same again. The pain is overwhelming, and I feel like giving up.

But something inside me refuses to let Vihaan have that kind of control over me. I make a vow to myself: after today, I'll never text him first again. I'd rather die than go crawling back to him. If he wants to stay away from my life that badly, then so be it.

I know I'll never be able to forget him, and maybe I'll never be able to move on. But one thing is certain: this one-sided relationship is over. It will have only one person: me. Never him again.

As I lay in bed, dried tears staining my cheeks, I hear my bedroom door open. My mother walks in, concern etched on her face. She takes one look at me and asks, "Were you crying?"

I hesitate, unsure of how to respond. I don't want to burden her with my heartache, so I settle for a lie. "Yes, Mom, my stomach was just paining a bit."

My mom looks at me skeptically, but she doesn't push the issue. She knows me too well, knows that I'm strong and resilient. She's aware that a minor stomachache would never reduce me to tears.

But she doesn't force me to confess. Instead, she brings me dinner and tells me to eat. After a gentle smile, she leaves me alone.

I feel a pang of guilt for lying to her. In my 16 years, I've never kept secrets from my mom. I've always shared everything with her, trusting her implicitly. But today, I lied to the person who loves me most, all to protect the feelings of someone who doesn't love me.

Eating becomes a chore, and despite my hunger, the food refuses to go down my throat. After a few futile attempts, I give up and leave the food on the table. I go through my night routine, my movements mechanical and slow.

I don't even bother checking my phone. I'm sure Anisha and Shruti have texted me, but I'm too hurt, too broken, and too fragile to face anyone right now. I don't want anyone to see me in this state and think I'm weak.

When my mom comes to check on me at night, she sees the unfinished food and gives me a concerned look. "Goodnight," she says softly, before leaving me alone.

I lie there, wide awake, as the night stretches out before me. Every time I close my eyes, I see Vihaan's face. I'm shocked at how my life has turned out to be. Tears stream down my face as I cry the whole night, unsure of when I finally drift off to sleep.

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Heartbreaks are the worst :) but uk?

Life mein ek baar mohabbat karni chahiye taaki aap jaan sako ki mobabbat kyu nhi karni chahiye

(You should fall in love once in your life so that you know why you shouldn't fall in love)

Anyways HAPPY READINGGGG 🕊🍷