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"Jaan, Who do you love the most, Me or your father?" Came Ansh's soft voice as he looked down at Shivangi who was peacefully sitting on his lap, listening to his heartbeat "Umm....I can't decide because I love the both of you the most till the moon and it's back!" Said Shivangi rising as she put both of her legs on each side of him and squeezed his cheeks with love "And What if he tries to snatch you away from me one day? Will you listen to him Jaan?" - "Chin up, mi amor" Listening to his voice as if an alarm went off in her mind her body started trembling immensely Gripping onto her teddy bear tightly as if her life were dependent on it seeing him near her Her skin twitched when his palm came in contact with her cheek and softly palmed it "Who do you love the most in the world, mi amor?" "Y-Y-Yo-You" She chocked "And that bastard?" Tears emerged into her eyes as her grip further tightened on the teddy bear as if somebody would snatch it away from her "Say, my baby doll I want to hear your soft baby-like voice" He cooed making her flinch and tremble even more "W-Who is h-he? I-I don't h-h-have a-any Papa, A-All I have i-is yo-u in t-this world" The words left out of her mouth immediately as if she were made to by heart it
"What am I to you? Why are you so distant? What have I done to deserve this—tell me!" Zunaira’s shouted as her henna-clad hands gripped his collar, their faces mere inches apart. His gaze flickered to her trembling red lips—lips that both tempted and repelled him when they opened to say "You are my wife. Nothing can change that. Not you, not me," he replied coldly. Her fingers tightened. "Then why? Why do I feel like I’m your wife only on paper? Why do I feel wronged… even without fault?" Tears welled in her eyes, but he remained unmoved. "There’s something between us—something I don’t understand. Wh—" Before she could finish, his lips crashed onto hers. She gasped, pushing against him, and he instantly pulled away. His voice low, laced with disdain. "It’s your misconception. And even if there was something… you’d be the last person I’d ever share it with." A bitter smirk followed. "Because I despise you so much." Shattering her heart into pieces once again.
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