And suddenly that man was awarded with deadly punches by Yuvi.

Vish, Vyom came and took me in their embrace.

"Get the fuck out of here you bastard", Yuvi punched him.

Vyom wrapped his jacket around me and Vish was rubbing my palms to make them warm. My body was ice cold for sitting in this rain from so long.

"Have you gone mad Bela? What the fuck would happen if we were not here on time"? Yuvi shouted on me.

I was still sobbing like a kid.

"Yuvi not now, let's take her to home", said Vish.

"I want to go home", I whined like a child.

"Relax Bela. We are going to home only", telling that Vyom made me sit in the car.

"They both loved each other", I said and everyone were looking at me.

"They both loved each other and made me a fool. I.. I would not...not grow feelings..for him..if..if..they would have told...told me before....", saying so I started crying.

"Shh..Bela please don't cry", Vish said.

"My...my...my own sister betrayed me..my love..my Mahir also..." I was sobbing.

"Bela please be calm. Your dad cannot see you in this condition. Don't become low. You have to face your sister and dad now", said Vyom.

"No", I said realizing.

"I don't want to go home", I said and started crying again.

"Bela..your dad is worried. We were searching for you since that time", said Yuvi.

"What happened there after I left"? I asked.

"It was a big shock for everyone Bela. Even my parents were shocked about his decision but accepted it. My mom was not so happy but she agreed for Mahir bhai", said Yuvi.

"Did Mahir or Bani di asked about me"? I asked.

"Mahir asked for you but we told that we don't know anything. Bani was trying your call since that time", said Vyom.

"Now where are they"? I asked.

"They both went out after that fasico", said Vish and I started feeling betrayed.

I gave my heart to those two and they both were playing with it. I know I can't blame them. But that's the truth.

"I want to go home", I said making myself presentable.

"Come Bela, we reached", telling that Vish took hold of me.

I wiped my face with a tissue. I don't want my dad to see me like this. I entered my home and saw dad sitting with his hand resting on his head.

"Dad", I called him hiding my broken voice.

"Bela..my baby. Where were you"?telling that he took me in a hug and started sobbing.

"Dad..dad what happened. Why are you crying"? I said breaking the hug.

"I'm sorry Bela", he said with a guilty face.

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