Edit 12/03/2019: I highly recommend that you read my explanation of the promo and the future storyline to understand why I have decided to write this track in the storyline :) This explanation is essential to understanding Shivaay and Anika's characters and the storyline in the long run along with how Anika will become a stronger woman.

https://www.wattpad.com/811896793-learning-to-love-him-again-jasmine%27s-explanation

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Edit: I posted a preview of the upcoming chapters for "Learning to Love Him Again" as the next update will be back on December 19, 2019.

https://www.wattpad.com/811301711-learning-to-love-him-again-long-mid-winter-season

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Hi everyone :) I want to begin by thanking God for His blessings and all readers who have continued to read, support, and appreciate this story. Thank you for making this story trending all week on #13 on the "Ishqbaaaz" tag on Wattpad. This truly means a lot to me and thank you so much :) I want to thank all of you :)

Part 1 is the longest part and parts 2, 3, and 4 are quite short :) I have received a lot of requests from readers to increase the pace of this story, so this chapter was definitely sped up with a lot of things happening at once. Please let me know if you liked the pace of this chapter or if you would want the pace of the story to be a little slower.

I am not sure if you will like this chapter, but this chapter is really focused on a love confession and Anika's upcoming wedding sequence.

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P.S. I have just posted a new Shivika FF: "Our Forbidden Love" on Wattpad that explores a young Anika falling in love with a much older Shivaay Singh Oberoi during her sister and ex-fiancé's destination wedding.

https://www.wattpad.com/810326098-our-forbidden-love-chapter-1-a-romantic-encounter

This story is a rendition to "Learning to Love Him Again" as there are some similarities and big differences with a stronger Anika being the big difference. If possible please do click the link below and read this story :) Thank you :) I am still considering whether I should continue writing this story, so if possible please do let me know if like the concept once you read the story :)

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Part 3

Anika's Point of View

Does he love me? Does he really love me? He possible cannot. We were married for so long and he didn't love me then, so how can he love me now? He is not capable of loving someone or anyone. Love is not a commodity which one can buy like he thinks it may be. Love requires one to be vulnerable, something he is scared of doing. Love requires one to be selfless which he can never be.

The thoughts repeating in my mind as I shivered in the cold wind that rushed against my body as I wrapped my dupatta around me. I followed mom and dad up the stairs as a pair of guards welcomed us into the Oberoi's Diwali party.

It had been a few hours since the fashion show ended, but Shivaay was still in my mind. His words still apparent in my thoughts as I couldn't think of anything else. After the fashion show, Shivaay seemingly vanished like thin air as he walked me off the ramp and disappeared without saying another word. It felt odd to leave the conversation hanging as I felt the conversation was incomplete and he had something more to say.

"Namaste Nandini and Anand. I am so glad you came," Jhanvi aunty exclaimed happily as she hugged Mom. Mom and Dad smiled proudly as they laughed and indulged in conversation.

I felt a sense of discomfort approach me as I looked at the three of them knowing what they had seemingly brewed in my life secretly without making me aware of it. The way they fixed my wedding with Armaan without even asking me. I sighed as I felt my heart heavy with disappointment regarding what my parents did. I felt their promise binding me tightly into a state that I could no longer escape.

What is the point of thinking if Shivaay loves me or not since I know that now my wedding is fixed with Armaan and that is my truth. I can no longer hunt for other truths knowing that my parents have already fixed my future and there is no other way around it.

I noticed Pinky aunty walking up to us as I placed my dupatta on my head immediately taking her blessings. "Bless you beta. Waise, namaste. I heard about your fashion show Anika...It appears to be a wide success..." Pinky aunty said with as sly smile as if she appeared to hide the fact that she proud of the success.

Pinky aunty appears to be just like Shivaay, always appearing to hold back something.

"Of course! I also heard beta, it's great to know the show was a success since Armaan was also part of it! Armaan was excellent in organizing the show..." Jhanvi said as she let out a laugh, appearing a little fake.

Pinky aunty furrowed her eyebrows as she nudged her shoulder. "My Shivaay was the mind behind this idea. My Shivaay in fact is the one who implemented this wonderful project of helping the poor in matter of fact Nandini," Pinky aunty said to mom as mom smiled appearing quite impressed by the statement.

"And Anika led the fashion show which will be a great source of funding for the project..." Mom rambled on proudly as she looked at the group of women that were soon surrounding them.

I sighed realizing what was going on. Clearly all these women were competing on the idea of whose child was better. Why is it necessary to compete? What satisfaction do they get in putting each other down?

I rolled my eyes as brushed off the maroon colored anarkali I wore and picked it up slightly from the ground as I walked down the hallway. My eyes wandering amongst the large crowd of guests as I traced my hand against the wall feeling the large garlands of fresh roses and marigold slip by. I wonder where Shivaay is? He must here somewhere...I thought as I walked into the large living area that had mainly been cleared up for guests to indulge in exotic cuisine and traditional Indian sweets.

Placing my dupatta on my head, I prayed in front of Ganesh ji and Lakshmi ji who sat in the front of end of the living room. Please guide me to the right path... need your help. I feel very conflicted on what I want and what I should do. I don't want to marry Armaan, but then...my parents have made me promise them. I cannot break their heart.

"I am so glad you made it!" I looked up smiling as I realized it was Gauri who gleefully walked up to me and hugged me.

"How are you? I have been hearing a lot about you tonight. I heard the fashion show was great and you walked on the ramp! My God, that is brave!" Gauri exclaimed as I giggled feeling quite humbled by her compliment.

"I am good. Um...honestly it was nothing. I mean it felt nerve wracking..."

"But, Shivaay bhai helped you right?" Gauri completed the sentence as she winked at me with a teasing smile.

I looked at her confused as Gauri giggled and waved at a waiter. "My friends told me actually who went to the fashion show. They thought you two were a couple actually when they first say you both." Gauri handed me a soda as I appeared quite surprised by her comment.

"What? A couple? Um...that I mean...No of course not..." I mumbled as I gulped down the soda feeling nervous as it felt awkward talking about Shivaay and I.

"I know that's what I said as well telling them you are with Armaan..." Gauri replied as I smiled looking away.

"Look Anika...about that night at the jail...I am sorry for abandoning you, but Om ordered me to come with him. I felt awful leaving you alone, but then..." Gauri stopped as I looked at her curiously waiting for her to complete her sentence.

"Then what?"

"Om forced me to leave and I did...I mean Om is like that. He's kind of commanding in a sense and has been really frustrated lately. Om is not getting along with Shivaay since a couple of weeks over business issues which is why he behaved that way in the jail that night." Gauri appeared hesitant as she appeared to hide something. Something is definitely off about this family. Everyone appears to hide things in this family.

"Well here you are Anika!" Priyanka yelled as she quickly walked up to me hugging me.

"Happy Diwali to you too!" I remarked as Priyanka giggled and wrapped her arm around my shoulder knowing how odd the situation was since Diwali passed a few weeks ago.

"I was waiting for you so we can go outside and light the diyas together. It's our family tradition to light up diyas together and put them in the pond. It's a way of connecting and I guess praying for a nice year ahead..." Priyanka remarked as I smiled finding the tradition a bit beautiful.

"Looks like the entire family is here," Armaan said chuckling as he stood right next to me.

"Happy Diwali Anika...never late to say it!"

"Happy Diwali..."I muttered as I looked away running my hands through the jhoomar earrings I wore finding them to awfully sting against my ear as I loosened it.

At this point, I don't even feel like talking to Armaan. I mean he is a nice guy, but still I just don't want to. I am finding my heart somewhere else at the moment...I moved my eyes across the living area trying to find Shivaay failing to find him anywhere. Where is he? He cannot just leave me hanging by walking away with that statement of his.

Shivaay's Point of View

"Chaaya...sweetheart...I will see you tomorrow alright?" I repeated on the call as Chaaya hiccupped as I knew she was crying.

"Papa, I miss you! Please come!" She wailed as I sighed knowing how much she wanted me to be with her tonight. However, duties calls as well. Unfortunately, I have to be at this Diwali party today considering it is also the after part for the fashion show. I am the face of Oberoi Hospitals and already my image has been slightly blemished due to the recent police charges.

"I know meri jaan, but please try to lisen to your papa? Hm? I promise I will see you tomorrow ok? Be patient with me ok? You are papa's good girl right?" I repeated as I walked across the lawn furthering myself from the guests as I didn't want anyone to hear me.

"I am good girl, but I want you to come!" She yelled.

"Meri jaan please. I promise I will come tomorrow and then we will go eat dinner outside. We will go to your favorite place..."

I heard Chaaya whine as I could understand how much the distance hurt her. Of course I want to be with her and always keep her by my side, but right now is not the right time. I have to protect her from knowing the reality...the reality of how her mom and dad are not together anymore...she should never know this reality. I have to bring Anika back to my life and reunite her with Chaaya...this way Chaaya will never know.

"You are papa's good girl right?" I questioned as Chaaya sighed.

"Fine. Come tomorrow ok? You will stay with me. No work!" She ordered as I chuckled at her innocent way of commanding me.

"Ok I promise alright? Now take care and please go to sleep," I reminded her.

"Ok good night papa!" She said cheerfully as I smiled and wished her good night before hanging up the call.

Don't worry meri jaan, very soon you will see your mom and very soon we will become a family. I smiled at the thought as I looked back towards the lawn only to be awestruck.

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I stood still as I looked at the beauty in front of me as she walked down the large set of stairs coming towards the lawn. The maroon color inciting an unusual glow across her face as she smiled and giggled with Priyanka besides her. Her brown hair flying up in the air as she ran her hand through them. Innocence seen in how she lowered her gaze shyly as she appeared nervous being in a large crowd.

A smile appearing across my lips as looked at her. She looks like a vision...a rare beauty that only some can have, touch, and admire. That is what attracts me to her. The rareness she has...she is a gem that only one can keep which I want to be.

My eyes moving towards the man behind her as I felt a tinge of jealousy seeing Armaan following her like a shadow. Anika smiling as she looked back at Armaan appearing to acknowledge something he had spoken. I ran my tooth against my inner lip as I looked at both of them smiling and looking back at each other involved in a conversation.

That smile belongs to me Anika. This smile only belongs to Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Only I have right to be looked at this way. I tilted my head cracking it as I looked back at them walking together...Tonight you will be mine. Only mine.

Anika's Point of View

I smiled looking at Armaan as I tried to ensure everything was normal to Mom who was walking down the stairs right behind us. My eyes daring back towards the lawn as I looked for Shivaay, but failed him to see in the crowd.

Fixing my dupatta around my neck, I quickly walked down the stairs headed towards another step of stairs that led to the large pond in the backyard. Hearing a set of footsteps next to me I looked back as I realized it was Shivaay.

Shivaay smiled as he looked at me as we walked down the step of stairs together. I looked away trying to keep a safe distance despite feeling a sense of excitement in seeing him. My eyes catching a small glance of him as I found myself admiring his features that glistened under the moonlight that fell upon him. His blue eyes shining and reflecting the diyas that I held. He had a soft smile across his face making him more reviting as the smile appeared authentic made only for me .

My dupatta slid down the set of stairs as I pulled it back slowly walking towards the beautiful pond.

"We call this our lucky pond. If you look up, you can see the moonlight reflecting over it. Every year we place small diyas in it and pray to the divine that we have a good year ahead. Somehow prayers are answered here...well always for me at least..." Priyanka said as I shrugged feeling quite intrigued by the fact she had thrown upon me.

Perhaps, it might have been a coincidence. What luck must a pond have? I thought as I bent down placing my knees on the marble floor as Priyanka bent down next to me.

"Well I know what I will be praying for," Armaan said as I looked up at him as he smiled looking down at me. I sighed as I noticed Mom smiling as she looked at both of us.

"Well, how about you all pray and we will place the diyas on the other side of the pond. Ok?" Dad said smiling as he grabbed mom's arm and took her plate of diyas.

Shivaay cleared his throat loudly as he stood besides Armaan throwing him a glare annoyed by his statement. Shivaay's eyes following back towards me as he appeared to force his attention upon me. I looked away immediately to avoid his gaze as it appeared questioning to me. Grabbing the diya out of the plate, I held it in my hand. The light from it glowing on to the palm of hand illuminating my fate lines.

I smiled as I looked at the diya as I looked up at the moon. I hope you give me happiness this year. I only want happiness nothing else. I closed my eyes shut as I whispered the prayer again.

Opening my eyes, I looked down at the pond seeing a reflection of Shivaay right besides me. The coolness of the water splashing against my hand as I placed the diya in it letting it flow towards his reflection.

I don't know what fate has decided for me, but I can only hope for the better. Somehow my fate is leading me back to Shivaay and that is what scares me...I am scared of going back to him. I am beginning to enjoy his presence these days. These days, I am finding myself building an attraction for him. Most importantly, I am beginning to reconsider what I feel for him which I shouldn't. It is wrong of me to considering my marriage has now been fixed and most importantly the fact that our marriage has already fallen apart.

My eyes fell back to the diya as Armaan kneeled down next to me grabbing the diya and floating it down the pond. "Here's to our future..." Armaan noted as I tried to smile.

"Here's to a better life..." Priyanka whispered as she appeared a bit sad as she let the diya run its course.

"You already have a good life," I said smiling as Priyanka smiled slightly before looking back at the pond.

My eyes followed back towards the pond as I felt the floor creak next to me. I held the plate next to me as I suddenly felt it moving. Quickly looking back I realized it was Shivaay who held a diya right next to him.

My hand dropping down into the cool pond I felt surprised seeing him like this. Shivaay held the diya between us looking at me. The diya illuminating an orange glow on his face as he looked at me...the glow appearing ominous. "To a new beginning Anika..." He whispered and without another word he placed the diya in the pond gliding his hand lightly against mine and letting the diya float its way away. My eyes following the diya as it led its way down the pond.

A sudden fear setting inside of me as I looked at his smile. It appeared peculiar as I noticed a dash of possessiveness in him as he looked at Armaan who was busy talking with Priyanka. Shivaay throwing him a glare before looking back at me. His expression changing as he smiled at me. A small chill going down my spine as a fear creeped up inside of me. My heart dropping down to my stomach as I felt like something wrong was going to happen...that fate was giving me a hint that I couldn't see.

"Anika!" I shook back suddenly as I looked up seeing Armaan as he appeared angry. He glared at Shivaay before looking at me. A dangerous look reflected in him that I hadn't seen before.

Grabbing my hand, Armaan pulled me up as I stumbled back barely balancing myself.

"Hey be careful..."Shivaay intervened as he looked at Armaan.

"What's it to you? Anika...let's go. I want to introduce you to my friends inside. Alright?" Armaan said with a hint of command as I nodded looking back at Shivaay as he appeared to simmer in anger. My eyes following back to my parents who smiled waving at me as I gave a small smile to them trying to show them I was happy for the sake of their own peace.

Shivaay's Point of View

Why are you doing this Anika? What happiness do you find in him? How can you do this to me? I watched her walk away with Armaan as Armaan leaned into her ear placing his hand on her lower back. His disgust and filth grazing against her as she smiled and listened closely to him. No...he cannot touch her like that. How dare he touch her. How dare he lay his claim on her. Shivaay Singh Oberoi always wins and no one can dare to challenge him.

I slammed my foot hard against the ground. Without a second thought, I quickened my pace immediately following them. Anika you cannot leave me like this. You cannot just walk away with that low-life. You are mine. I made you mine and only I have a right...no one else. I followed them up the staircase that went inside the house.

In a moment of initiation, I reached my hand out for Anika grabbing her wrist. Anika stopping in her steps as she looked back surprised. Armaan stopping in an instant as he looked back at me.

I tightened my lips together before looking back at Armaan as he appeared appalled. "Let's talk. I have something important to talk about...Ok?"

Anika looking back at Armaan before she looked back at me quite taken aback and confused by my action. Without allowing her to say another word, I grabbed her wrist and turned her around immediately not allowing Armaan to say another word.

I will never let you be someone else's Anika. Shivaay Singh Oberoi get's what he wants and only I can have you. If Shivaay Singh Oberoi lays his eyes on something then he will do everything to have it.

Anika's Point of View

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What is he doing? How can he just grab me like this and where is he taking me? I wrapped my hand on to his trying to pull his hand away from my wrist, but failing as he tightened his grip on my wrist as I felt his nails dig into my skin.

"Shivaay...please stop! You are hurting me!" I whispered loudly to him as I noticed guests looking at both of us.

Their eyes falling on Shivaay who appeared outraged reflected in his eyes as he stiffened his body walking tall and proud without any regrets in how he was treating me in public.

"Let go of me!" I exclaimed as Shivaay dragged me up the set of stairs as I stumbled balancing myself on the handrailing as he continued to drag me.

"Shivaay stop right this minute!" I screamed as Shivaay dragged me down the empty hallways headed right towards his room.

My eyes widening as I felt my heartbeat pounding loudly against my chest feeling alarmed with what he was going to do. Slamming the door open he dragged me inside.

"What has gotten into you?! There is seriously something wrong with you!" I screamed as Shivaay slammed the door shut.

The noise making me cower back as I leaned back at the small table behind me. Shivaay stood still as he laid his head against the door. His chest moving up and down as he heaved loudly. His hair a tangled mess as he placed his hand on it pulling it appearing to drag his anger on them. Darkness falling upon him a table lamp barely lit the room.

My body stiffened as I felt it go in a state of panic. Pin drop silence held in his room, but havoc and chaos raged inside both of us. Fear erupting inside of me as I felt something wrong was going to happen.

His eyes moving slowly towards me as he appeared to contemplate something. An unusual ache appearing in his eyes as they appeared to hold back tears. "Anika...I cannot see you like this...I cannot see you with anyone else..." Shivaay whispered as I looked at him confused.

"W-What....do you mean?" My voice barely breaking through as it held fear of further instigating his anger.

Suddenly, he grabbed my shoulder hitting my back against the door. "What are you doing?" I whispered as I mustered courage to look into his eyes that were on fire. Jealousy, anger, and pain all mixed in toxically with one another in his eyes.

His breath hitting my face as I realized he was drunk. I gulped nervously as I knew what alcohol did to him. Just a sip of it drives him off the rails.

"Shivaay..."

"Shhh" He laid his finger against my lips as they trembled under his touch.

His touch capturing my voice as I shook and laid my body against the door praying this would end soon. Scared of what he may do. He leaned his face forward as I stood still wondering what he may do next.

He leaned his forehead against mine as I looked up into his eyes that stood close to mines'. His eyes showing angst as his lips trembled.

"Anika...why don't you understand? What we have is different...we fight, we argue, we detest one another, but at the end we always return to one another. We always find solace in one another. We always find...love in one another..."

I suddenly looked up at him as I heard the last few words. "L-love?" I questioned as I looked at him confused. My hand slipping on to his chest as I looked at him. Shivaay bit his lip as a tear slipped down his cheek.

"Anika...don't try to bury your love for me...I can clearly see in your eyes how much you love me..."

I took in a deep breath as I closed my eyes slipping my forehead away from his as he leaned his nose against my cheek kissing it tenderly. Tears beginning to run down my cheeks as that painful love resurrected in an instant.

His words reigniting the love I had buried deep within me as I felt it scatter inside of me. I took a heavy breath as Shivaay kissed my cheek again sucking in the tears that were slowly dripping down.

"D-don't do this...why do you want to resurrect wounds that will only cause pain?" I whispered as Shivaay placed his hand on my cheek caressing it as he pulled his face towards me.

"Pain?" He looked at me confused as I let out a small laugh at his ignorance.

"I loved you so much Shivaay. Loved. I gave up everything to be yours'. I colored myself with your love. I was so selfless...not once thinking about myself, but always about you. You were my everything. My whole life. My whole world..." I began to cry as I couldn't speak any longer. Shivaay laid my head against his shoulder as I cried into it.

Bitter memories rushing back as I felt myself reliving the pain of the heartbreak all over again. Shivaay grazed his nose against my neck as I wrapped my arms around him tightly continuing to cry. I don't know why I was letting my emotions lose...why I was allowing myself to be comforted by the man who broke this heart...who lifted my trust from love. I found myself becoming lost as he slid his arms down my waist wrapping them tightly around it.

"Your betrayal has weakened my belief in love Shivaay. Your betrayal has broken that love Shivaay. I have been rendered helpless and I don't think I can love anyone anymore..." I whispered against his neck as Shivaay took a deep breath taking in each and every word I said.

"Let me heal you Anika...let me be the one to heal you..." I tugged on to his shirt clenching it tightly as he kissed my tears away. His touch lingering on my cheek as I sucked in breath finding my fear of him slowly dying away as his tender kisses ignited deep passion. All thoughts, fears, boundaries that held me lost as I realized how much I wanted to be with him.

"Anika...I need you...I want you..." Shivaay whispered as I buried my face into his neck losing myself in the moment.

"Lust can never last...it's temporary..." I whispered as I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked up at him. His eyes showing a sense of change as they appeared to soften. Placing his hand on my cheek, he caressed it lightly as he pulled me closer towards him keeping a thin distance between us.

"Anika...be mine. Choose me. Love me..." He whispered against my lips as my eyes widened hearing his words. Love? Why does he want me to love him considering the fact that he himself is incapable of loving anyone else.

"Why would I love someone who cannot love me?"

Shivaay's eyes immediately shooting up as they looked at me taken aback by my question. I smiled knowing I had spoken the truth. He stood in silence as he didn't say another word. He continued to look at me without speaking another word as I sighed as his silence crashed a hope...a hope that somewhere he might have just loved me.

"Anika..." I put my hand up for him to stop him from talking knowing I was going to hear nonsense. I looked into his eyes trying to look for clues into his thought process.

"I don't understand. You cannot see me with someone else, but then you also don't want me...It is peculiar. Maybe you see this as a game. You see this as game in which you want to win. So this is what it is huh? Considering your enmity with Armaan...you want to steal things from him because you want to hurt him! That is what it is...you are playing a game...a crazy game again that involves me!" I began to laugh as I realized I was being gamed again. It all makes sense. He always comes close to me when he knows Armaan is nearby. He is playing a game...likely considering he is so good at it.

"Anika stop! Stop speaking right this minute!" Shivaay yelled as he grabbed my arm pulling me tightly against him. I clenched my teeth angrily as I pushed him away from me.

"Why?! If you are not playing a game then why are you saying these words and statements all over again, like choose me and love me! Speak damn it! Why do you bring me so close and then push me far away?! Am I a tyo to you?! Since the past few days, you are taking initiatives to close the distance between us and now when I question you why you are proposing me to be with you then you are not telling me your reasoning?!"

My heart pounding against my chest as I felt my head spinning knowing my blood pressure was shooting up. I held on to the dresser next to me as I felt disgusted by him. Confused and lost regarding him and us. I don't know why I was screaming at the moment and why I was indulging in an argument. Is it because I want him to say something? Is it because I am expecting him to speak something that I want to hear?

Shivaay clenched his fists angrily as he grabbed my arm and before I knew it he pushed me against the wall. He looked me eye to eye as he lowered his head towards me. I gulped nervously as I knew I had spoken too much. I have likely hit his sensitive nerve.

"Anika...don't you dare think I am playing a game because I am not. You are not a game to me. You will never be a game to me Anika...You are more than that...More than a game?"

I looked at him confused as Shivaay leaned his face closer to mines' caressing my cheek.

"I am sorry...You didn't deserve the way I treated you Anika...You deserved so much better and I failed in giving you the happiness you deserved. I am so sorry for betraying you Anika..." I felt tears slip down my cheeks as I heard him say those words reminding me of the betrayal. His voice showing a tinge of genuineness as I noticed guilt and shame in his eyes. But, despite the guilt and shame...I feel that it is not enough. Saying sorry is not enough.

"Shivaay..."

"Anika...All these years I tried to hate you, but I failed. I tried to justify my actions, but I failed. I failed in front of your love. My ego, my selfishness, my aggression all failing and becoming vulnerable to the love you gave me and I know the love that you still carry in your heart...I cannot stop thinking about you these days. Everywhere I go, I think only about you and what we could have been...Your innocence, your vulnerability, and your need to do good is enchanting and it has stolen my heart..." His words slowly unraveling my heart as it felt it pounding in excitement and fear. What is he saying? Where is this conversation going?

I leaned back against the wall as Shivaay traced his hand down to neck looking into my eyes intently. Old feelings reigniting as I found a buried love coming back slowly as Shivaay's words breathed life into it.

"Anika...I know you don't deserve me, but I want to heal you. I want to weave my dreams with you. I want to be the one who gives you happiness. You complete me. You make me want to live...Anika you have changed me...Your love has changed me Anika...Anika...I love you..."

Part 4 is posted and is next :)

If you wish to encourage me to continue writing, then if you liked this chapter, if you wish you can upvote on this chapter.

Edit: I posted a preview of the upcoming chapters for "Learning to Love Him Again" as the next update will be back on December 19, 2019.

https://www.wattpad.com/811301711-learning-to-love-him-again-long-mid-winter-season