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Day 5 Blunder

"You look gorgeous" he complimented me, grinning towards me. He slid his phone into his pocket and stood straight.

"T-Thank you" I bet I looked flushed.

We left the house and walked to the beach. It was dark but I was not at all tired of walking and talking with him. He was being funny and an idiot.

We talked about random things and it was so refreshing. We were walking back to the car, hand in hand, to get dinner. This walk was the best walk of my life. I would never forget this walk. Now I have a small glimpse of who he really is. I understand him.

"So why did you not have a boyfriend?"

"I didn't really have time for it. My life was really hectic and I did not have time for these things"

"What about you?"

"I did not find anyone. I had one girlfriend when I was young and it was so childish."

"Oh" That was all I could say. I looked at my feet walking. I did not know how to feel about this. Knowing about his past relationship, I don't know how to react. But I did feel a small part of me, really small, jealous.

"The truth is no one really cared about me or understood me."

I looked up at him. He had a blank face, watching the sea while walking. I realised, watching his face, that we both were similar. Even I felt no one understood me.

But he understood me so well. He made me happy with his antics, he always cheered me up. I always felt comfortable with him. He always said things at the right time. I had never felt this way when we were friends. I never noticed him.

It was okay to feel about him in another way. I did have that right. He was my husband. I had right on him.

I don't know what caught me but I took his hand and interlaced it with mine. His hand was bigger than mine but it really felt like our hands fit each other.

He gave me a smile and tightened his hold. As we walked hand in hand, the butterflies in my stomach increased every minute. It felt good and natural. All I could focus was on how well our hands fit.

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We reached our building and started climbing the stairs. We were climbing the stairs when someone called me from behind. We turn around to look at the person calling me. Ashwini.

She was dressed in a nice red top and skinny jeans. She looked beautiful as always with her straight black hair, high cheekbones, and hazel eyes. She was one of my friends when I was doing CA, we were quite close.

"Hey Hi, How are you Ahaana? And who is he?" she asked in a cheerful voice, hugging me.

"Hi Ashwini, I'm Fine. How are you? He's my colleague Vansh" I gushed out and his head snapped up to me suddenly. Ashwini smiled at him and shook hands.

"Actually, I need to finish my work within the deadline," he said and shoved his hand in his pocket to find something.

"But-" I tried to stop him but he cut me off, wanting to know the reason behind his restlessness and weird behaviour.

"I'm going upstairs, I will keep the door open" he hastily went away, not giving me a chance to speak. He sounded angry. But why?

"Well, he's weird" she stated.

"No, he's not," I said, frowning.

"Whatever, So I wanted to apologize. I could not make it to your marriage" she apologized and her face did look guilty.

But that is not what bothered me. Realisation hit me like a truck, making my eyes go wide.

Marriage

Husband

I called him my colleague instead of my husband. I felt so guilty. I insulted him in the worst possible way. I remember he looked so sad when he went away.

"What happened?" Ashwini asked.

"Husband, he was my husband," I say calmly. But I feel the exact opposite. I'm scared. He would be so hurt because of me.

"You are telling me that you just called your husband, your colleague?" she asked.

"Well yeah" I deadpanned

"You are an idiot" she deadpans

"You think I don't know that?" I say hiding my face with my hands.

"What do I do now?" I ask and she gives me a 'duh' look.

"Go to him and apologize. You made a big blunder and you need to fix it now"

"Oh yeah! I need to go" I started walking towards the car.

"Bye. All the best and happy married life" she says laughing. She thinks she's off the hook. She's one of my best friends, how dare she miss my marriage.

"Bye, but don't think you are off the hook Ashwini" I threatened her.

I started climbing the stairs as fast as I could. All I can think about right now is his ashen mood. We had such a great time and I had to mess up.

I did what others did. He must be thinking no one values him. The guilt seeped through my veins and my brain started working on different scenarios.

****

I opened the door of the penthouse. I mentally prepared a speech of what I would say. I went straight to his room but the room was empty.

He must be in a study room. I left his room and walked towards the study room. I stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and knocked.

"Come in" his voice is so cold and distant. Guilt strikes me again. I wipe my newly formed tears and go inside.

He was sitting on the chair and I could only see half of his face. He had a file in his hands. His hair was messy and his shoulders were slumped.

"Vansh" I called him and he looked up at me. His face was emotionless but his eyes spoke. His eyes no longer had the spark, they looked sorrowful.

"Vansh I-" I started

"Ahaana I have work to do, make it quick and if you don't have anything important then go and sleep," he said in a monotone looking into the file as if the file holds the solution to everything.

"I will wait for you to complete your work" I suggested as I knew I could not make it quick and it is not something unimportant to talk quickly.

"It's already late, you should sleep and I will not be able to finish my work quickly," he said, still refusing to look up.

"No. I will wait for you. I am in the living room. I will wait there" I say looking at him. This time his eyes met mine and they softened for a bit but he quickly turned his head away.

I walk towards the living room and sit on the couch, thinking what and how would I tell him everything that is going on in my head.

I closed my eyes, rubbed them, and put my head back. I was trying to make a mental list of what I will say. I started feeling sleepy but forced myself to stay awake.

I tried my best. But at last, the darkness engulfed me.

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