Hi everyone :) I want to thank God of course for making this update possible by giving me the courage to write and allowing this update to be posted on time :) Also, I want to thank all fo your readers who are giving this story so much love and thank you for always motivating me and being so positive :)

If possible, please do not forget to read Chapter 33 Part 1 which is very important in understanding Anika's confession that she will make to Shivaay at the end of this chapter...So if possible please do read Part 1 as that is also essential in understanding the big decision she will be making :)

This chapter is where the drama begins from the end...This chapter is where a love confession will happen between Shivika and the family drama starts at the end.

Chapter 34 "His Vows" is a big turning point in the story and the story will completely turn upside down, so please do not miss out on reading that which is now posted and available to be read as well :) Thank you for reading :)

I tried to make this part emotional, but I also had to add drama, but I tried and sorry if I failed any expectations, but I am trying to improve my writing and make it better. Sorry the last chapter was a filler, but I am right now I am very scared and anxious over how everyone will react for Chapter 34's big turn, so I had to add that chapter on Anika's love angle.

Thank you for reading and sorry if I disappointed anyone with this chapter :) Thank you for always being amazing :)

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I want to love him, but I am scared of loving him...I want to love him, but I need to learn how to love him...A sense of weakness touching me upon the realization of how a part of me still beats for him.

I don't know what has led me to this thought...an accumulation of each and every moment we have shared?...Or the fact that perhaps I never stopped loving him...despite everything he did.

Knowing that this wrong, to even indulge in the thought of loving him, I still find myself dwelling on it. It is wrong to feel this way after everything he has done. It is wrong to justify his actions because he is an adult and he knowingly stripped my honor despite knowing how hurt I would be...but did he really know all of this would happen to me? Did he really know my honor would be lost like this and I would be ruined...abandoned...left alone? I don't know.

He claims to love me and perhaps he does...but he doesn't know the rules of love and I cannot go back to him knowing he would only break me... Men like him never change...He is a narcissist. He is selfish. He is always in hunger for money, pride, and power...So where do I fit in this picture? Even I don't know.

All I now know is I have to walk away for the sake of this precious life. This precious life needs love and only love which I will give. I know Shivaay will love this child, but would he love me and take me in with this child? Who knows?...His love is shallow as only a shallow love is selfish never selfless.

A sudden cramp erupting in my womb as my thoughts shattered. Wrapping the pale green dupatta around my tightly, I clenched on to my womb feeling a small cramp once again. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my purse and got out of the Uber. My eyes falling on to the tall pair of buildings in front appearing to mock me. Never would I have thought I would one day be walking into this hospital to be screened for a possible pregnancy.

My heart pounding loudly against my chest as it dropped its beats enveloping the possible life attempting to nurture and grow in complete innocence inside of me. "W-We're almost here ok?" I whispered running my hand against the anarkali as I looked down at my womb feeling a sense of nausea once again touch me while my surroundings appeared to spin.

Stay calm Anika. Stress is not good for the baby. Just try to relax. My mind continued to repeat as I watched my steps carefully making my way to the clinics that laid outside of the main hospital. Nerves hinging on to me tightly as I made my way...Am I really pregnant? I mean two tests came positive-it is likely I am pregnant considering the symptoms.

Thank God, Shivaay fell asleep at the sofa and I could leave before he woke up. After last night's argument, I had quickly descended to resting on the bed as my symptoms had gotten worse which eventually led me to fall asleep. A sense of guilt touching me as I realized I hadn't eaten anything yesterday and I shouldn't have done that, but somehow sleep took over me. I shouldn't be feeling this tired...When I was pregnant with Chaaya the symptoms were worse, but they were much controlled in the beginning until things went downhill.

Taking a banana out of my purse I had saved from breakfast in the morning, I began to eat it as I made my way through the clinic doors and towards the receptionist.

"Hello, how may I help you?" She spoke as I weakly smiled taking out my medical record card.

"I have a ten'o clock appointment with Dr. Skylar," I noted as she began to check me in before gesturing me to take a seat.

My eyes following a couple of women who sat in the waiting area...some pregnant. A sense of nervousness enveloping around me as I looked at the innocent budding life growing inside of them...A memory of Chaaya's birth coming back as I remembered the tender pains that had inflamed themselves...Shivaay's voice running back to me who calmed me in the situation...

My eyes following the pregnant women who appeared to have a loved one with them...Except me. No one is here for me. A small tear slipping down my cheek as I threw the banana peel in the trashcan and took a seat in the corner of the room.

A sense of loneliness touching me once more clenching on to my heart and letting it know how no one loved it...how perhaps no one will ever even touch it knowing the filth that laid in its wounds. Fate is odd sometimes...seemingly it has blessed me in my darkest hour when no one is here to be besides me, to support me, to love me because they all left me for their own selfishness placing pride and honor above me...above their own blood.

If I told Shivaay, would he have come with me? Perhaps. Of course he would. No matter how he as a son, brother, or husband, but I know one thing he is a good father.

Somewhere, I still am wondering if I should tell him...Even though this baby is nurturing itself inside of me, he is the father this baby...This baby is also a part of him...Is it wrong of me to protect this baby from him in fear he might take this baby from me...my only lifeline?

At a time when I have lost all strength, fate has blessed me with this baby letting me know that I need to live... I need to face this brutal world...for the sake of this baby. This innocent life is a blessing and I will never once blame this life ever for the troubles I may have from this brutal, malicious world because I have sinned not this child.

I sinned by giving into lust, but also love...a failed love that still holds on to me...I gave in because that night I partly loved him...a part of me still loved him and I broke all the rules, values, and teaching by giving in to him...that is my sin.

Now I have to pay for my sins, but still fate has been good by blessing me with a child...Fate snatched my child...my soul... once before, but now it has shown mercy by blessing me and now I will do everything and anything to protect and love this blessing.

An unusual pain knotting itself in my womb as it remembered how years agoa piece of it parted from me...a day when fate snatched everything from me...my precious soul, my marriage,...my dreams.

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Heart. Soul. Love. Three words that seemingly had enveloped their way steadily around me not willing to let go all day and all night...Why the simplicity? Perhaps because this Anika has forgotten her ability to ponder, but only feels the brushes of love and that is what she colors herself with...only love that beats in her heart...gives life to her soul...and makes her want to live for the one who holds her heart.

A small smile appearing across my lips as I felt his flesh against mind wrapping itself around me. His hands trailing the edges of my waist before pulling me inwards towards his heart. A small giggle erupting from my lips feeling ticklish by the touch of his warm skin against my cool flesh. His touch familiar, but still seemingly exotic inciting a sense of allure and excitement.

"Shivaay...stop!" I yelled continuing to giggle feeling his fingers tiptoe teasingly leaving a trail of seduction down my arm creating its awareness through the thin cloth of his white collared shirt I wore. My heart beginning to pound loudly realizing what he was doing knowing where he wanted to lead the moment towards. Biting my lip, I kept my back turned away from him slowly opening my eyes feeling the sunlight scattering itself through the window spilling on to the both of us...igniting the heated moment.

Shivaay letting out a small chuckle as I wrangled in his grip feeling a sense of shyness drape its loving self around me. "No...let this continue..." He whispered huskily making my feet recoil themselves against his legs as a sense of nervousness touched me upon realizing the ulterior meaning of his words. My feet brushing past his running along the cool bedsheet in an attempt to escape from the heated passion he seductively enticed me with.

Without any hesitation, I felt him lay his lips against my shoulder laying an innocent, brisk kiss against it. A soft smile touching me realizing how I was enjoying the chase...and moreover the idea of being tamed.

"All week...you have complained I was not giving you attention...Hm?" He spoke sliding his hand against the shirt pulling it down.

My eyes closing shut instantly as I felt his breaths lay their touch on my bare skin. The heat of his mouth molding into the coolness of my skin as I felt a tender kiss brush against it.

"Now...Mrs.Oberoi..." He whispered before sliding his mouth against my neck laying another kiss making me bite my lip to suppress a moan.

"I am giving you attention...and this is how you are behaving..." He spoke teasingly as I smiled slipping my hand around his that laid innocently against my waist.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp piercing touch against my neck. My hand deepening its grasp on his hand which digged deeply into my waist. His teeth appearing to sink to my skin as I felt him smile. Clenching on to the bedsheet, I bit into a small shriek feeling his love burning deeply into my flesh engraving it into my soul.

My cheeks immediately flaming a shade of red realizing what he was doing before sliding his teeth against the edge of my shoulder biting softly into my skin. "W-What a-are you doing?" My voice barely making it through falling weak to the bold edges of seduction he had indulged himself in not once finding shame in it.

He let out a small chuckle trailing his hand through my hair before moving them further towards the other side. "Hmm...you tell me..." He spoke in a lowered tone as my eyes shot up immediately wrapping my hand around his.

A weak smile coming across my lips remembering our recent conversations. Shivaay slipping out a small laugh before wrapping both of his arms around my waist. Without any warning, I felt my legs jump up as I screamed immediately rolling over on top of him. Our bodies molding to one as we laid still capturing one another's touch and seemingly diving into pleasure.

"Shivaay!" I screamed immediately pushing the knuckles of my hand into his chest. A bright smile appearing across his lips as the blue hues of his eyes glistened under the sunlight. My hair falling over his face as he began to laugh placing his hand behind my hair beginning to run through them-a habit he has subtly developed over the time of our marriage.

His eyes appearing to tease me as his gaze lowered to my lips that slightly quivered feeling a sense of shyness overcome me. My hand dragging against his chest as I looked at him finding myself allured by his features that etched themselves perfectly under his soul that appeared to now be changing over the course of time ever since he became a father...Seemingly increasing my attraction for him.

Wrapping my hand under his head, I lifted it up from the pillow as he smiled running his eyes across my features soaking them into small drips of admiration. My hands trembling feeling my nerves catching hold of me drumming against my flesh as I lowered my lips before placing them on his temple laying a tender kiss. His gaze lifting up as he captured mines'...His eyes appearing mesmerizing once again locking me into the cage of his love he kept in the depths of his heart.

"You...are...getting out of hand...these days..." I spoke attempting to suppress a smile, but failing as he raised his eyebrows attempting to play off his innocence.

"Acha ji?" He spoke voicing his classic line while I shook my head trying to maintain my seriousness, but failing as a small giggle slipped out of me. My back suddenly flinching as I felt his fingers trail the end of my spine knowing that was my weak spot.

"Don't you dare!" I warned as Shivaay chuckled immediately wrapping his hand tightly around my waist before grabbing a hold of my head and lowering it towards him brushing his nose against mine.

His eyes capturing mines' as he looked into them. "No! Now you listen to me...We are going to give our Chaaya a little sister ok? Enough of discussion now...I want her to have a sister by next year alright?" He spoke trying to maintain a serious tone, but failing as a teasing smile appeared across his lips.

A veil of shyness embracing itself around me as my gaze immediately lowered feeling a sudden rush of heat to my cheeks upon the thought of it. My body immediately giving up as I buried my head into his chest with a small smile appearing across my lips. Shivaay's arms immediately wrapping around me tightly burying his face into the nape of my neck as he began to lay a layer of soft tender kisses slowly increasing their pace against it.

"Stop...the seduction..." I whispered knowing exactly what he was doing, but the thrill of it appearing to take over me finding a sense of intoxication in the simple, innocent gestures of his love that he projected.

"We have talked about this...I...want a baby, but...isn't it too early? I mean...for Chaaya...right? She needs...our full...attention" I spoke in a softened tone as he trailed his lips against my cheeks. Shivaay smiled as I felt him lay a kiss on my eye lightly sucking in the delicate skin where hopes and dreams were kept.

"I know...Well I am here...to help you...Hm?"He spoke in a lowered tone as I lifted my gaze looking up towards him before wrapping my arms around him tightly.

"Acha ji? Really? These days...it's all business for you...You brought us here to Jaipur saying it is a vacation, but all we did was...sit in this hotel room...while you went out and were busy cracking your business deal," I noted feeling a sense of sadness touching me realizing how much less time we have been spending lately as a family. I understand how important it is for Shivaay to lift Oberoi Hospitals out of a loss, but still...I miss spending more time with him. The time we have of course I beautiful, but I feel it is necessary we spend more time as a family to strengthen our bond.

Shivaay laid in silence as he ran his hand through my hair appearing to have lost his words. I sighed as we laid still not saying a word, but letting the silence speak...our hearts still beating and still waltzing with love for one another...Sometimes this silence we share speaks and commerates and strengthens our love than the foolish words we often speak...

"I...I know Anika...I should've spent more time with you both, but you know nah? I am doing all of this for Chaaya's future. It is important we secure her future...Right? Love and care is of course essential, but so is money. I want our Chaaya to have the best and brightest future," He spoke as a small smile appeared across my lips hearing the amount of love he held for Chaaya. The thing about Shivaay is that he is realistic-a complete opposite of me in every sense. He is the one who fills my flaw of always dreaming and living out of sync with reality and this is something I will always admire about him.

My father and mother faltered in this realm of securing a better future for me. They worked hard and struggled many years in low wage jobs fearing that if for once they try to return back to business, since my father already suffered a big loss before, that they will once again become bankrupt. Somehow, I struggled a lot in my childhood and then growing up in terms of reaching out to the same level of education as others considering others had more benefits than me in terms of money that gave access to better resources. Shivaay is right that our Chaaya needs a good future...I don't want my Chaaya to suffer the same reality that I did...

"I know...and I love you for that. You are the best father Shivaay...do you know that?" I spoke as I smiled laying a kiss on his heart blessing that it would always have such love for his daughter.

"And what about husband?" He questioned with a sense of curiosity apparent in his voice. A smile erupting across my lips as I laid still. In the beginning of our marriage, I never would have imagined this day that he would've changed, but somehow the pregnancy and then Chaaya's arrival has changed him. He went from completely toxic and a man with a temper to someone who now seemingly cares more and more about me...We of course have our arguments-there is no doubt about it, but somehow with the toxic arguments comes his passionate love and seemingly I give into his love surrendering to it because he fills in those gaps in love that no one else can.

"We will see about that...I mean there has been improvement," I spoke with a teasing smile as Shivaay immediately lifted my face up forcing me to look into his eyes. He appeared to glare at me as I rolled my eyes.

"What do you mean?" He questioned as I shrugged my shoulders looking into his blue hues seeing a seeing a sense of contemplation.

"Hm...well...we can improve in the realm of temper...um....yes temper," I spoke finding an unusual sense of confidence in me to point out his flaw since he is a man who cannot tolerate to be told what flaws he has.

Shivaay raised his eyebrow before a smile appeared across his lips coming as a surprise since I expected a different reaction. "Then you teach me...heal my temper with your love," He spoke in a lowered tone with a sense of daringness to it. My cheeks flushing red realizing the double meaning of his words.

"Shivaay!" I yelled lightly hitting my fist against his chest as he immediately pulled me into a bear hug breaking into laughter as he began to lay another layer of kisses on my shoulder.

"Now...about the baby...I think we should perhaps..." He spoke against my ear as I bit into a smile knowing where he was leading us to...His voice indicating a desire for pleasure...a need to tie the knot of our souls and indulge in love that touched the depth of our hearts...

My eyes closing shut as I felt his lips glide their way to the corner of my lips. My hand wrapping around his undershirt as I pulled his closer ready to surrender to him...A sense of excitement spilling from my heart upon the idea of becoming one...for the sake of another blessing. Love embracing us tightly-pulling us closer and intoxicating our senses making us forget everything accept one another.

My lips beginning to tremble as I felt his lips barely brush against mine appearing to tease me...wanting me to initiate. Trailing my fingers against his cheek, I pulled him closer and with any hesitance, I led him into the kiss. A sense of weakness overcoming me as the heart weakened due to the heavy momentum of love felt once his lips crashed against mine immediately diving into a deep kiss.

With trembling hands, I laid still allowing him to take over moulding his lips into mine's sucking on to their faded sweetness that he found pleasure in. Despite being married for a while, I somehow still find myself overcoming shyness and entering into a small shell in moments like these...He has something in him that just makes me want to give into him and allow him to overpower me...A sense of darkness....danger....mystery-all of it entangling my heart letting it give in no matter what.

My body lifting up as he loosened his lips before turning me on to the pillow. I let out a small giggle feeling a sense of thrill in the moment entangled with the idea of pleasure. "I love you..." I whispered with my eyes closed shut as I felt him hover above me before pulling me into another kiss.

"I love you too," He mumbled against my lips before grasping on to my lips melting his desire into them quickening the pace of our lips not once slowly down. My hand wrapping around his neck pulling him closer barely taking breaths as our lips clumsingly began to take control of one another competing for a sense of power.

Suddenly a loud cry erupted as my eyes shot open immediately loosening my hands from his neck. Shivaay's lips appearing to loosen as he let out a large sigh immediately dropping his head against my shoulder.

The heated moment imploding by the cry of the innocent being who unknowingly shattered hopes of her father. The thought initiating an immediate set of giggles that fluttered out of me. My hand wrapping around Shivaay's neck as I ran my hand through his hair while he took another deep break shaking his head against my shoulder. "Now, now...don't be sad...Hm? You have to be brave, after all, if I am blessed with another baby, then think about it...Right now we can still find nice moments of romance, but with another one forget about it...Shivaay Papa will only be busy handling the little ones..." I noted teasingly as Shivaay immediately threw his head up looking at me appearing to shoot daggers with his eyes. Another giggle slipping out of me before I heard another cry.

"I love our daughter, but why does she always ruin our romance like this?" He whined before nuzzling his nose against my cheek letting another giggle slip by from me.

"Because...she doesn't want another baby sister nah?...She wants full attention because after all she is your daughter...an Oberoi," I noted teasingly as Shivaay furrowed his eyebrows pinching my cheeks making me laugh once again.

"Acha...now let me go nah?" I spoke with a smile pushing his arms away from my waist with all my force as I slipped myself out of his grip hearing him get up behind me as well.

A bright smile appearing across my face as I went through the small entryway into the other room where the precious angel laid. Her tiny feet kicking themselves up in the air as she attempted to reach for the sunlight.

"Aww...silly what are you trying to do?" I spoke with a giggle as she let out another small innocent cry. I smiled leaning down into the crib as I immediately wrapped my hands around her picking her up.

A sense of peace touching me as she immediately latched her hand on to my mangalsutra burying her tears in my bosom...her presence...something that no one can fill... always tending to lift my spirit wrapping herself around the tiny beats of my heart filling it up with love for her innocence...her purity...her blessing.

My eyes moving down towards her as I looked at little tears rolling down her eyes feeling a tinge of pain upon finding them since she only deserved smiles. "Mamma is here meri jaan...Hm? What's wrong?" I cooed softly placing my lips against her forehead beginning to rock her back and forth.

"Aww...is my Chaaya hungry?" I questioned while remembering I had just fed her a while ago, so it cannot be that.

"What's wrong with my beta hm?" My eyes moving back as I noticed Shivaay walking in immediately catching Chaaya's gaze who looked up towards him. Her tears appearing to slow down as she looked at Shivaay. A smile appearing across my lips as I looked at her seeing how she was captured by him as always.

One thing I have noticed is she somehow shares a very close bond with Shivaay always appearing to slow down her tears and bring a small smile across her face once seeing him. Indeed, she is a daddy's girl. I smiled as I lifted her up placing her on my shoulder as Shivaay leaned over placing a kiss on her forehead.

Chaaya letting out a small yawn as her eyes appear to droop down. "See, now I know what the problem is. It is this schedule we are running on Shivaay! I told you that we should stay back in the US while you travel alone. But, no you were adamant on planning this so-called vacation. I told you nah that Chaaya is just five months old and it will be hard for her to adapt to this change in her schedule," I spoke feeling a sense of anger as I rocked Chaaya back at forth not being able to bear the trouble we had placed her in.

Shivaay sighing as he looked at sleepy Chaaya before running his hand through her hair. "Arre, I thought it would be a nice outing for you and Chaaya, but I didn't know Chaaya would have this level of difficulty adjusting to the new time and everything," He argued as I threw him a glare before patting her back lightly.

"Acha ji? You cannot even handle one and you want more kids? Hm? Shivaay, she is so young and obviously she will have difficulty no?...Sometimes I wonder how you will take care of her if you have care for her alone without me?" I questioned feeling slightly frustrated as Shivaay immediately wrapped his arms tightly around me pulling me against his chest knowing that always did the trick when I was angry.

"Now don't say that. I know you will always be around to care for Chaaya. I promise to pay attention more and listen to you when it comes to Chaaya now don't be mad," Shivaay spoke laying a kiss on my shoulder. A small smile appearing across my lips as I felt Chaaya let out a small squeal appearing to giggle.

"See even hamari jaan knows you will always be there for her, so why should I worry? I trust you Anika and I know you will raise our daughter with the best values and give her the best life she deserves. But, I also promise I will always protect her," He spoke as I smiled turning my head towards him and without any hesitation placing a tender kiss on his cheek.

"You better protect her. No matter what Shivaay, always put her above me and always protect her ok?" I repeated as Shivaay smiled pulling the both of us into a hug.

"I promise I will always protect her and if times comes I will put her above you if that gives you happiness," He spoke as I smiled laying my head against his heart.

"Yes, it will always give me happiness when you choose Chaaya over me because Chaaya is my life...she gives beats to my heart...she is a part of my soul...my most precious treasure. I am only living for Chaaya Shivaay and it essential she is always protected and safe because this Anika will only live knowing her daughter is safe and loved, so always love her the most more than me ok?" I spoke as Shivaay nodded placing a kiss on Chaaya's temple once more as she appeared to drift into sleep.

"I promise Anika," He spoke once more as I smiled knowing that Chaaya would always be safe in his arms.

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And that was the day I lost her...Who would've thought that a tragic darkness...a storm...will envelope the light of that day and salvage it so brutally that it would end in tragedy?...Who would've thought that I would fail to protect her? Who would've thought our family...my marriage would all fall apart after this day? After that nothing remained the same. Nothing. Fate snatched everything from me that day...Fate initiated a cascade of angst that fell down upon one another and only led to my downfall.

A sudden sense of angst unraveling itself and latching tightly on to my chest as my hand clasped there feeling a cloud of venom wrap around me remembering the bitter moment she was snatched away from me by fate which savagely burned my life...My hand clasping on to my womb as I felt tears stumble themselves out of my eyes not being able to bear the memory that I had buried deep inside of me...a memory that scratched and wounded deep into my soul beyond the flesh...always leading my womb to feel as it was burning with ashes...

It was all my fault. I should've protected her and kept her safe...I failed to protect her. I failed as a mother.

I will protect you baby. I promise. I am so sorry for what I did to your sister...I should've protected her and I tried, but somehow fate took its course and snatched her away. If only I could've fought harder against those cruel beings then Chaaya would still be here.

I am so sorry Chaaya, meri jaan. It is true the moment you left me was the moment I lost my life...No one not even your new brother or sister can fill in the emptiness that has been left after your departure...You were the one who made me a mother...You were my blessing and I was the fool...the horrible mother who failed to value you and protect you. I kept telling your father to protect you, but I myself was the reason we lost you. I am so sorry meri jaan...I didn't mean to lose you, but somehow fate placed me in such a poisonous web that I could not even escape...

"Anika Malhotra! Anika Malhotra!" The voice suddenly echoing shattering my course of thought taking my attention. My body trembling as it shook itself out of the memory...a buried memory that somehow had resurrected itself.

Lifting my gaze, I found myself back in the doctor's office...back to my reality...back to my loneliness that had latched to me indefinitely, without any regrets, since years...Now I only have this precious life...Everything else was snatched from me except this life and now I must live for this innocent baby.

"Y-Yes...Um...Here," I barely mumbled as I gathered bits of strength forcing myself up and followed the medical assistant into the patient room waiting for my fate to be revealed.

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Pressing my head against my temple, I took a deep breath tuning myself into the darkness of the day that tumbled its way outside the window of the car. A sense of worry swirling inside of me as I made another call to Anika's phone, but failing to get the call through once again.

My heart beating loudly against my chest as a sense of anxiousness touched me with her continuing to run in my thoughts.

I am going to the hospital for a doctor's visit. Will be back in three hours. Her note, which she left in the morning before I woke up, continuing to run in my mind as I chewed on my lip with curiosity. Why do I feel she is hiding something from me? The way she diverted the topic yesterday when I asked her why she was saying "positive" on the phone definitely indicates she is hiding something. She has a habit of changing topics when she lies...

"Mr. Oberoi we are here," The driver spoke. His voice crashing my thought as I looked up realizing we had reached the hospital. Papa decided to hold an important meeting at the last minute and he deceivingly convinced me by sending the driver with a fresh set of clothes with a threat that if I don't come then the board of directors will make a decision without me about my future as CEO...

Overthrow me? No one, besides God, can bring me down...I make myself...I ruin myself...But it's God and only me who can do such...no one else. So, if these damned individuals think they can overthrow me then it is a mistake...

Kicking open the door, I stepped out under the rain that began to fall once more. My sight falling on to a group of reporters quickly making their way towards me. Shrugging my shoulders, I snapped my sunglasses on before quickening my pace towards the main entrance of the hospital.

"Mr. Oberoi what do you have to say with the latest rumors that the board of directors is considering to relieve you of your position as CEO for Oberoi Hospitals?" The reporter questioned as I bit my lip feeling a sense of anger over the question. Take me off? The reporter's words stabbing on to my nerves making it twist in revulsion upon the thought of losing my hold on the innocent power I held in the palm of hand.

"Is it true that once you are relieved of your position as CEO, you will also be removed possibly as the chairman of the board of directors for Oberoi Hospitals despite the large stakehold in shares you have?" Another questioned pushing the mike in my face as I furrowed my eyebrows feeling quite puzzled from where such rumors were coming from.

I am the one who made this brand. I sacrificed everything to make this brand...even my own marriage...I lost Anika because of this goal of making Oberoi Hospitals and now I am going to let it slip away. Never.

Chaaya needs a secure future and I will ensure my control of Oberoi Hospitals is intact and is in the palm of my hand...Chaaya is going to replace me and I need to keep this position to ensure that she replaces me. No one will bring my downfall and my daughter's downfall...No one can dare to lay a finger on my daughter's life and her future...By hook or crook, I will win this war that has been waged on me and my daughter...

Shivaay Singh Oberoi may change his ways for his love and his daughter, but no one else...I don't change for the world and I never will...My soul twisting on itself not being able to bear the confliction, but knowing it is essential to nurture its wounds and survive this brutal world while nourishing its breaths with love for those who need to be loved.

Quickening my pace, I rushed through the main entrance as the security guards helped usher me in. Lights of the cameras blinding me as I fixed my sunglasses hearing the tirade of questions continuing to bombard and usher more confusion.

If the board of directors is considering to play with fire...then they do not know what a dangerous realm they are entering. I may be lovelorn, but I am not weak. Love can never weaken me...I play games and always will...If they want to indulge in this game then fine...I will welcome them.

Shivaay Singh Oberoi has not committed any crime...I fell in love and so what Anika is my employee?...Loving someone is not a crime and if others think it is then I don't give a damn. Why am I being judged for ethics here considering the shams all those businessmen, on the board of directors, have indulged in? My crime is only that I fell in love with my employee, so what?

The eyes of the employees in the lobby appearing to follow me...Questioning gazes appearing as they looked towards me...As if I had committed a crime. A sense of anger bubbling and boiling down to my core pushing me into the darkness I had buried for a while for the sake of Anika...but somehow that darkness overpowering me as I immediately snapped.

Pursing my lips together, I looked back towards the employees at the front desk knowing I shouldn't be ashamed of anything I have done.

"How about you all work? Hm? Keep less interest in my life alright?" I noted with a tinge of anger to the receptionist and the concerige before throwing them a glare and slamming my feet hard against the floor before walking towards the elevators walking inside.

The world see's me with perverted eyes. Anika's words rushing in as I noticed the gazes of others' towards me...If they have dared to look at me in such manner then how would they look at Anika?...Is Anika right that the world will look at her in such a manner as well?

Taking a deep breath, I attempted to clear my throat, but failing as a choking sensation took hold of it preventing me from taking another breath. My mind moving back towards Anika...a sense of uneasiness welcoming itself into me as her face appeared...her eyes holding sorrow...tears...

What have I done? I can face this world...I am used to facing this brutal world, but what about Anika? Anika can keep a strong front, but I know how sensitive she is... this society will question her...something I failed to even think about before deciding to unveil our secret and then the lie that we are together...What must they be thinking of her and her character? A sense of anger touching me as I clenched my fists tightly thinking about it. No wonder she wants me to let her go...No wonder...considering what I have done to her...She doesn't deserve me...

Let me go. Anika's words snapping tightly around my heart inciting a sense of pange over the thought of letting her go. Her tears still burning as hot wax on to my heart...Her screams scratching against my flesh digging into me...and her innocent plea somehow ripping into me digging deep and making me question my desire to have her...A sense of suffocation tying itself around me remembering her words that slipped from the wounds of her heart revealing the depth of their injuries...I stole everything from her.

Everything. Not only her right to be my wife, but also her right to be a mother...I couldn't tolerate her with Armaan for a second, but she let me go and allowed Tia to take her place without any complaints...not once voicing the truth to the world the way I did...

What is she made of? What is she truly made of?...I know she loves me. I know she loves me seen in how she holds on to me despite the wounds I give her...I know she still loves me seen in how life escapes from her the moment something happens to me... I know she still loves me the way she looks at me with her eyes revealing a love her soul still holds a piece of my heart upon which it grows and nurtures itself finding life in it...

I know she still loves me and this brings shame to me...a sense of filth murking its way into me knowing that she loves me-a filth...who cannot even be called human considering what he has done. How can she love me despite everything I have done?...Why is she so innocent? Why is she so pure?...How much more pure can her love be?...My love is nothing compared to the love she holds for me...My love is shallow as it is only selfish...not once thinking about her, but only about me and my desires...

I love her, but I need to learn how to love her...She was selfless which is something I haven't even touched since I realized my love for her...Perhaps this is why my love has never found fulfillment...I can truly love once I follow her steps...I have to love her selflessly...always thinking about her and her needs and desires...not mine...

So...if she wants me to let her go then perhaps I have to let her go for her sake...Even if she will go far away from me, my love will only strengthen itself knowing that it's lover is in peace if she finds peace being far away from me...I know this heart will lose its beats...wither to its wounds...be barren for life, but at least it would be at peace knowing its lover has found solace.

The elevator doors opening as I looked up realizing we had reached our floor where the conference rooms were. Breaking out of my thoughts, I removed my weakness placing on the shell of façade that was essential to maintain my power...to maintain the future of my heir..Chaaya.

No one shall ever know my weakness. No one. This world is a selfish demonic being only hunting for sadistic pleasure in feeding off others' weaknesses. Anika and Chaaya are innocent and too precious to know the brutality of this world... they don't deserve to see this side of mine. I know Anika has seen this dark side already, but I have promised myself now that I will change my behavior and demeanor to her...She is innocent...She doesn't deserve this from me, but this world...this cruel, damned world deserves this toxicity and venom that I boil inside of me...this world deserves to see my bane...

Walking down the hall, I kept my gaze cold masking the cruel pain I held in the lap of my heart on the realization of how now I will have to let go of Anika...Grabbing the door open to the end of the conference room, I immediately walked in seeing the man in front...His eyes speaking a sense of command surrounded by the dark red clouds of maleficence...His demeanor not of my father at the moment, but my commander.

The door slamming behind me as I made my way towards him grabbing a seat across from the table. Pindrop silence falling into the room as his eyes met mine...His eyes showing a sense of disappointment...boiling and nurturing a sense of anger....rage...over how I went against him and his power perhaps for the first time...

Papa and I have always had a deal. He runs his side of the business while I run my side. When I began to work in the Oberoi Empire, I dabbled in textiles and oil companies we own, but soon I found my interest in healthcare, hence, the reason why I decided to head Oberoi Hospitals...A decision Papa was against as he wanted to sell off Oberoi Hospitals considering its loss, but I had a determination to prove him wrong which I did...But I know my father has resented my decision to be head of Oberoi Hospitals feeling oil and textiles should be my focus considering I will lead the Oberoi Empire one day.

Papa leaning back in his chair as he placed his foot over the other before looking at me as if looking into my soul...reflecting on it and taunting its weakness...taunting its love seeing it as a slow poison... "Well, so you finally took time out of your romantic rendezvous...Finally that girl let you go to come here...Of course she would knowing you are at risk of losing your power something she is in love with not you...She loves your power and money not you," He spat as I clenched my jaw tightly not bearing to hear the venom he spat at Anika's character.

How dare? How dare he throw his bloody filth on her?...That too in my presence. A sense of anger slowly crawling and boaring itself out my heart where it beated its love for Anika...anger over how its lover's character was questioned...a soul that is pure.

"Don't you dare! Do you understand? Don't you dare involve Anika in any of these matters that are related to my professional life! She loves me ok? If she loved my power and money then she wouldn't have walked away empty handed when I divorced her for your kind information," I hissed knowing I had to spill the facts since this damned man didn't understand anything without proof considering the malicious and shrewd businessman he is.

Papa raising his eyebrow appearing surprised from my statement. "No alimony?" He questioned as a small smirk appeared across my lips finding a small tinge of shock in him considering how much money Tia, his close friend and business associate's daughter, swiped from us during my divorce from her.

Tease him Shivaay...blow your venom on to his wounds...Confess to him what Anika was...confess to him the love she carried for you..."No. Anika was never Tia. Not once did she claim even a penny I owned. The minute I decided to divorce her, she took it in...Hiding her tears, her pain,...her broken love...for the sake of letting me go...She let me go...Even if it meant she would lose me forever...to another woman...Not once did she fight for her place in this family...Not once did she fight for her right as my wife...Her love is something no one has Papa...No can compete against her love...No one," My voice coming as a small whisper finding my words drifting me away into my thoughts...memories...where I lost her and she lost me. Memories that I have buried deeply into the murky sins of my mind knowing that once I touch them and take them out...then they would in an instant snatch my soul out of me...killing me...because this heart cannot tolerate the amount of vice it has committed and poisoned itself and her love.

A loud voice fracturing my thoughts as I looked up seeing Papa slam his hand loudly against the table. His eyes appearing murky with sin...a sense of coldness touching it like it always did.

"Do you know what a serious problem you have gotten yourself in?! Do you know you are digging yourself a grave for that girl! Do you realize the serious consequences of continuing to indulge in a romantic affair with Anika?!" He screamed as he lifted himself looking straight into my eyes revealing a sense of rage...rage over how he was losing his dark horse to love...a horse he nurtured who would continue his line of sins and indulge in the intoxication of money and greed.

A small smile appearing across my lips as I kicked my feet back placing them on the table in front of him. All this man has ever thought about is money...power...He doesn't have a soul. If he had one then he would've died right now from realizing the amount of sins he has committed against his family and against human nature in general by the shams and lies he has indulged and dipped himself in each day and night.

I will not follow my father's path. I need Anika...I want her...and now even if I let her go...she will still be a part of me...Always a part of me...She wants me to let her go and I will, but it doesn't meant I will let her go forever.

"So? I don't give a damn about you or this empire if it means I have to lose Anika...I love her. She is mine now and I have found peace in my life knowing that this world now knows that she is mine and no one can even look at her the way I can do...I need her....I desire her...and now I have claimed her, so...I don't care if I am digging a grave for my career..." I spoke finding my love strengthening my braveness against greed...for once allowing me to look into greed's eyes found in my father.

"What about this? The Oberoi Empire?...You are the heir to this...You are going to sell your soul to love...a mere illusion!" His voice echoing through the empty room...A sense of apallment surrounding him considering he has never seen love and nor knows the depths of it and where it can take one.

Oberoi Empire...I made the Oberoi Empire. I am the brand of this empire and to think someone will take it away?...They don't know what a dark murky water they will have to cross and burn themselves in before reaching me who sits on the throne of the Oberoi Empire.

A small chuckle erupting from me as I shook my head back and forth looking into my father's foolishness that he still kept despite portraying a shrewd image.

"No one can take the Oberoi Empire from Shivaay Singh Oberoi...No one. If I am overthrown then so will begin the end of this empire...I made this empire and if someone attempts to steal it from me then I will bring this empire down...I will destroy it, walk over it, and then make my own throne on it..." I spat filling my senses with laughter realizing the fools I have nurtured amongst who I live. A sense of intoxication taking over my senses...filling me up with pride knowing how I can destroy all of them in a second.

Damn...they don't know me do they? I can never change...I can change my gestures, my behavior, my affection for those who I love...Anika and Chaaya...but I will never change myself for these beings that lay in front of me and threaten me...I am that venom that no one can uproot from their life.

"Shivaay...Don't let her love consume you...Don't let her overpower you and who you are.

I don't know what you had with that girl...And if this wasn't about your future, I wouldn't be getting involved...but Shivaay, this world is not run by love, but by power and money. Money speaks not love," His self, intoxicated with greed spoke...Sometimes I wonder under these layers of greed and power...where is the real him?

A small smile leading itself across my lips as my mind dwelled into his words reminding me the day I left Anika for the sake of money and the sake of...I broke the thought not wanting to remind myself of the fateful day everything changed. My gaze lifting up as I drummed my hand against the table initiating my walk of power. "

Money spoke before Papa...It spoke the day I left Anika...for Tia. I gave up Anika's sacrifices...her selfless pure, innocent nature...her true love...for Tia...a woman who never was my wife when I think about it...Due to Tia and her father, I got money...I got my power...I satisfied my hunger to reach the throne where I would sit with my head held high and where no one would question me, but only bow to my power...but you know what happened? I am at the throne now...but you won't believe how it feels...to sit on this throne knowing it is bloodied with murdering someone's love...someone's dreams...someone's hopes..." My eyes closing shut as I felt tears grasp to them realizing my sin...confessing it...for the first time...and that to my father... the man who himself has murdered his heart and turned it into ashes that never beats for anyone...not one except for a lifeless paper...called money...A sense of distress creeping into my heart remembering how I walked upon it and then walked upon hers...How I left her at night...left her in the darkness and walked away...How indeed I am her culprit...A culprit who didn't take her life, but took her heart and then with my own hands buried in the grave here other hearts, that lovers break, are found...down under.

"Shivaay..." Papa's voice lowered having a tinge of an unfamiliar soothness to it that I have never heard before not even when I was a child....

My eyes opening immediately as I swallowed my tears looking into his eyes seeing them changing...A sense of rage vanishing from them with an unfamiliar insight settling in them.

Tell him the truth Shivaay...tell him what you have sacrificed for him and this family that never has even dared to look at you...to love you...tell them what you did for them...tell them how Anika was the victim due to them...

"I turned that woman's heart in ashes who was the only one who ever loved me for who I was....A man like me doesn't deserve love, but she...she loved me no matter what. And look what I did?...For you, for the sake of our family, and this bloody power and money...I burned her soul down and left her lifeless...She is living Papa...She appears to live, but somewhere her true self died the day I left her...Now when I met her years after, I found the need to heal her because this heart...that never beated for anyone...beated for her years after seeing her...This Shivaay who never has loved anyone began to love her because she is a woman he has never seen...She isn't selfish and a cheat like Tia...She isn't a woman who is full of greed like Ma...She is pure...innocent...naïve...free of the world's vices...She is everything I am not...She fills my flaws with her selfless love...and that is why I fell in love with her and now if I have to give up everything for her then so be it...Because now I will not let go of my love for her..." My words bit by bit tying themselves tightly around my love for her that now I treasured closely in my heart nurturing it and ensuring it will now not falter to the malicious, demonic greed that lives and thrives in these beings...These words speak my truth...my sins...and now my intention for redemption as well...I know Anika has wounds and I know I gave them, but now I will be the one to heal them...I will give her life...I will breathe into her heart and give it beats that are owned by me...Lifting itself up knowing that now it was time to not falter...but to learn...to heal my flaws...and to only love and give love to the woman who now is my world.

Papa's eyes widening as a sense of fear appeared to touch him...a fear I hadn't seen, but now knowing the weak and frail man he was becoming day by day...He knows somewhere that no one else is capable of handling this empire besides me and he knows that if I leave it then the Oberoi Family's reckoning will come.

A wide smirk appearing across my lips as I knew I had won this battle. Slamming my hand against the table, I woke his fear. Leaning over, I looked directly into his eyes to incite his fear and ensure I was in power. "Tell them...those beings who question me and my love...that if they are intending to bring me down then they better watch their backs...They shall know that if I am thrown out of this empire then I will embrace my worst...side that I haven't even shown yet. I will break and murder this empire to the core if I am thrown out of it...If my power is questioned one bit then I will not only poison and kill this empire, but I will build my own empire over this and not once will I look back."

Papa's eyes standing still looking into mine's not appearing to comprehend my words as fear touched him that his son may be much worse than him and even bring him down. A wide smile appearing across my lips as I let out a small chuckle finding a sense of pleasure seeing him like this in fear...fear of me...something I have always wanted.

Without saying another word, I turned my back and walked away knowing that I will run this empire and if I am lifted off of its crown then I will overthrow it and make my own throne over its own graveyard.

Anika's Point of View

My eyes closing shut as I felt his eyes appear in front of me...The thought of Shivaay somehow lingering inside of me for an odd reason. Seemingly he is everywhere in my thoughts these days despite everything that has happened...everything he has done to me...I cannot let go from thinking about him. Is it because now I may be nurturing a part of him inside of me, a precious life, who is threading me back to his heart...making me think about him...swiveling an attraction for him once again...

His ghostily touch still running across me as last evening kept running through my mind...the way he held me...cared for me...then confessed his love...Shivaay, why are you doing this to me? One moment you ruin me and the next you heal me...

A sense of silence suddenly touching me offering an escape from the conflict I held inside at the moment. My eyes moving to the small white bubbles on the ceiling above as I dwelled into its simplicity not wanting to think what would soon happen. The cool gel running against my abdomen as I felt Dr. Skylar slowly begin to trail the transducer across my womb searching for that little life.

"Well...I think this is a good way to confirm the pregnancy since we are projecting it to be six or seven weeks," She spoke in a lowered frail tone as years of experience laid in her eyes. I personally have known her as a medical resident and someone who I trust knowing she will not spill my secrets to others that I was here...Of course, patient privacy exists, but then who knows if doctors truly follow it unless those who you trust?

A weak smile coming across my lips as I attempted to calm my nervousness...a sense of anticipation over how true my heart may be about this thought of a pregnancy...My heart tells me I am pregnant...But somewhere my heart doesn't want this to be true knowing how the child may suffer in this filthy world due to his or her mother's deeds.

My heart beginning to beat fast with a sense of anxiousness over what she will find as she peered closer towards the screen slowly moving the transducer. She pursed her lips together as she pressed a button tuning it up.

A small smile coming across her lips as she looked back at me. "Well, I think you are in for a surprise Dr. Malhotra," She spoke as I raised my eyebrow appearing confused by her statement.

Her smile appearing to widen as she looked at the screen. My gaze lowering feeling a tight knot forming inside not allowing me to even look at the screen since I felt a sense of fear to finally face the reality...my reality...that I was going to become a mother.

"Congratulations Dr. Malhotra, you are indeed pregnant." My eyes closing shut as I felt my heart drop in an instant hearing the bittersweet words unravel themselves and pierce through the flesh right into my womb...A sense of filth enveloping itself into my womb letting it know what a sin it has committed...Numbness hitting me...silencing my thoughts...my anxiety...only letting the feeling sink in.

What have I done? What has fate done? The moment I lost everything is the moment I get this bittersweet gift...a precious gift...a blessing. I don't understand why fate decided this for me...Fate has deprived me of motherhood for long and now when it finally had given me back motherhood...it has given it in such manner...What am I going to do? What will I do now? No one is here for me...No one...How will I bring this life to the world? Fear slowly clenching on to me tightly punching into my womb and creating tremors...tremors of unrest over realization how the moment this innocent child will takes its first breath will be the moment its honor will be buried deep down under the ground...

Suddenly a large beat began to rumble itself through me as I felt tears trail down my cheeks hearing the precious heartbeat. My hand clasping against my mouth as I attempted to hold on to my tears.

"Here is the first heartbeat..." She spoke softly as I quickly wiped my tears letting my heart listen to the beats knowing that now it had to nurture the life and share its heartbeats with it.

A small smile appearing across her lips as she looked back down at me before looking back at the screen. Her hand sliding the transducer a little further across my abdomen.

"And...here is the second heartbeat," She spoke. My eyes widening upon hearing her words. A cloud of confusion wrapping itself around me as my mind appeared to lose its trail of thoughts completely puzzled by her words pushing me to use all my force and look up.

My head slowly turning as I gathered strength to look at my truth...Lifting my gaze, I looked up to only have my flesh raise itself out of my soul completely shattering, instantly falling down as a sense of shock rifted in waves.

My eyes standing still finding themselves at a loss...There laid two precious lives enveloped tightly against one another finding comfort in the unknown place they found themselves in...Their hearts beating almost in sync as they wrapped around each other dwelling into the comfort of my womb...unaware of the filth their mother carried...pure, innocent, naïve...only wanting love...unaware that how the world they were about to step in was barren of love and only had vice.

"Oh my God..." My hand clasping against my mouth as I looked at them nurturing themselves in the comfort of my womb...sharing a part of me...gathering pieces of me to survive as they waited to be blessed and brought to this world.

Tears beginning to spill down my cheeks as I realized the bittersweet gift I had received...not one...but two. Two blessings...two precious innocent lives...now dependent upon me...Only me.

"Congratulations, you are expecting twins!" Dr. Skylar exclaimed with happiness as she immediately grabbed a hold of my hand...Her stranger's touch appearing to comfort my nerves that were not jumping, firing, and roaring with a thrill of happiness, but also fear...fear of what will happen once these two come to this world...fear of how these two will bear this world's taunts and there vices...

"I know all of this must feel overwhelming, but Dr. Malhotra, you of all moms, should know how important it is for you to remain calm and relaxed...for the sake of these two right?" She spoke in a soothing voice as I hiccupped attempting to take deep breaths, but failing with pure fear tightly grasping itself on to my womb...fear of what will happen when these two would come to this world.

Dr. Skylar handing me tissue as I grabbed it wiping my cheeks with it. She wiped my abdomen clean before helping me lift myself up from the bed. A sense of dizziness still lingering as I felt my hands tremble with weakness.

"I know when moms find out about twins or even triplets, they get very overwhelmed and its understandable considering the immense change that will come to your life including you and your body. But, don't worry dear I am here ok?" She spoke as I weakly smiled looking at her seeing a mother figure reflected in her who appeared to comfort me despite being a stranger.

It's strange how this world works. Your loved ones sometimes abandon you and seemingly strangers embrace you...

"Now I know you told me you had a pregnancy before which was also high risk. And now on the screen, your womb looked fine and so did the twins, but I will say that as you know yourself, twins do bring upon a high risk pregnancy. So, this pregnancy may become more tough for you considering the symptoms and signs you told me at the beginning of the visit," Dr. Skylar spoke as my gaze lowered with my hand going to my womb feeling a sense of apprehension for them and their safety.

"I generally try to slowly lead new moms into this conversation, but you are physician, so I feel it is my duty to be honest on the forefront. As you yourself know that a lot of delicacy and care is needed with twins. More frequent visits and appointments are required along with lab tests. Considering you have a history of anxiety as well along with high blood pressure and gestational diabetes that were seen with your previous pregnancy, we really have to ensure that this pregnancy runs smooth for you and you remain calm, relaxed, and receive the best care as possible to avoid endangering these two precious beings." My eyes widening as I realized how much truth her words held...a truth that my mind was avoiding to hear, but knew that it was there lingering in the background waiting to jump up on me.

My hands beginning to fumble with one another as I placed them against my womb feeling a sense of worry and fear for them realizing what laid ahead for them. How am I going to survive the next few months? Miscarriages are common in the first trimester and I am already at high risk...What if something happens to them because of me? What if my actions harm them? Clenching on to my dupatta, I began to take deep breaths, but failing as I felt my anxiety hitting itself in overdrive making my thoughts run at wild speeds...full of fear and worry about their future...a sense of horror over the possibility of something happening to them...

"Also you have had a history of anemia, so it is essential we keep track of your iron content along with you ensuring to take all nutritional supplements ok?" She spoke as I nodded looking at my womb feeling complete panic over them and their life...realizing how endangered they might be at the moment...caught between slipping away from the womb or nourishing within it before breathing life.

"Ok, so first thing you have to do is you should get a lab test done this week and then we will have a two week follow up ok? I know you said you are having cramps in your womb and that is likely because your uterus is expanding itself and adjusting to the twins, but if cramps get worse and bleeding occurs then come immediately to the emergency room," She noted as she began to print out my reports from the computer.

I sighed feeling very overwhelmed at the moment by the amount of information being thrown at me. I shouldn't be feeling this way considering I myself am a physician and know how delicate this situation is, but somehow there is this awful bitter fear and panic that is mixing and convoluting with one another swirling inside of me not allow me to reach to peace.

"I would suggest that if possible then please do bring your partner next time. He is essential to this process especially the fact that you are pregnant with twins, he definitely would be great help in caring for you right?" My gaze lifting up as I felt a tear roll down my cheek upon hearing her words.

Partner?...A sense of shame overcoming me realizing how these babies were blessed from an illiegitimate relationship...a one night...I sighed stopping myself knowing how unintentionally I was maligning a piece of me...a piece that now had my blood...who were my own...This is not their fault Anika...They are innocent. You are at fault here. You sinned...Now you have to pay for the punishment.

Dr. Skylar smiled handing me off my pregnancy report along with a picture of the ultrasound. "I know all of this is a lot for you, but I know you can do it right? You are brave and you will definitely be a great mother," She noted with her words appearing to soften and crack my fear that I was holding on to delicately inside of me.

"Thank you for your kind words...Um...I...I honestly just don't know what to say," I spoke feeling speechless as I opened my tote bag slipping the reports inside of it. My mind still not being able to comprehend that I was pregnant with two...It feels odd to even think about how there are two lives building themselves up inside of me...an unusual feeling burdening upon my womb gutting into it and just erupting with shards of fear, worry, and anxiousness over how it will carry two humans.

Dr. Skylar smiled helping me get up from the bed as she squeezed my hand tightly. "It's alright dear. Now gt to the pharmacy first to get your prescriptions ok? I understand how all of this must feel, but I am here ok? Call or message me your concerns anytime you have them alright?" She spoke as I smiled weakly wrapping my dupatta around me tightly before beginning to walk out the door.

"Thank you and I will definitely schedule a follow up," I noted as I smiled waving back at her before walking out the door.

My feet barely gathering strength as I forced to move them against the ground finding my mind slowly drifting deeply into the darkness that now was seemingly swirling in loops inside of me. What have I done? My values, my dignity, my pride, my honor...these were the four ornaments I had carefully pressed on to my soul knowing these were my wealth and one night...I took all these jewels off and treaded on towards pleasure with a man who...who was a stranger to me by the laws of this filthy society...He was a stranger and is still a stranger...most importantly...he is the man who brought my reckoning years ago...who disrespected my love and burned it down with his sadistic pleasure...and somehow I treaded into his arms that night losing myself into him...losing myself with the idea of exploring the depth of soul wanting to touch it again...why? How could I forget my own values...for him? Love is a powerful thing, but it should never savage and overpower values that make up the pieces of honor one carries...How could I let my love for him overpower my values...

My hand latching back to the womb immediately in an attempt to feel the both of them there laying in silence listening to my worries intently that bubbled inside of me.

I am so sorry...I know you both must be scared. I know mamma is bad. She sinned...She dwelled into a path that reaked itself with filth... and now you two may have to face this world...a brutal place...a place full of filthy minds... because of me...I am so sorry my babies...I am so sorry...

Tears beginning to slip down my cheeks as I walked out of the clinic into the rain that was beginning to drizzle in the cold, dark afternoon.

What am I going to do?...How am I going to care for both of them?...I have no one. No one. If mom and dad find out then they will be devastated...I cannot even imagine how they will react after finding out what nights their daughter has spent with a stranger...Biting my lip, I held on to my tears as my mind returned to Shivaay.

Should I tell Shivaay?...I don't know what he will say. What if he claims these two? I...I don't even think I will get custody considering how much the law will side him since he has more resources to care for them that I don't. Shivaay claims to love me, but what if his love falters this time? The thought repeating itself in my mind as I sighed shaking my head.

No Anika. Be strong. You have to be strong now for these two. You have sinned, but now you cannot just dwell on your sadness. You have to gather your strength and move forward. Why are you even thinking about telling Shivaay? Why would you want his demonic presence to even fall on these two precious children? Do you want these two to turn out like their father?...Selfish, sadistic, full of rage?...The thought sinking my heart pushing it down right into my core...where I held them...as I felt fear for them realizing how much they could turn out to be like their father...

Lifting my gaze up, I walked through the main doors making my way into the main hospital lobby. My eyes falling towards the front desk finding prying eyes looking towards me...a sense of pervertion seen in their eyes as they appeared to look back and whisper a statement. Their gazes appearing to not only dig their murkiness at me, but towards the precious treasures I held on to protectively under the layers I wore.

My feet immediately stopping as my eyes widened seeing my colleagues making their way out of the elevators finding me right in their line of sight. Dr. Amoli's eyes immediately lifting up with a sense of capriciousness as a wide smirk appeared across her lips. A sense of shame overcoming me...veiling me... realizing what that smirk revealed...a sense of power in the fact that she had something I didn't have which was honor.

"Oh wow, Anika you are here! How are you?" She squealed in a high pitch voice putting on her façade of sweetness in front of everyone. A sense of silence touching me as I avoided her gaze not wanting to reveal the tears I held on to.

"Well, you are dressed normally, so are you here to meet Mr. Oberoi? I mean we just saw him at the conference rooms upstairs." My eyes immediately shooting up as I captured her wide smirk appearing to taunt me. Shivaay is here? What if he see's and begins to question about my doctor's appointment? No, I should leave before he see's me and begins to decode my lie considering he was already suspicious yesterday.

"It was definitely a shock what we saw in the news. I mean we had our suspicions, but wow you two share quite a history," Dr. Alexandra spoke as my gaze lifted up seeing her look at me up and down appearing to judge me.

"I know right? I mean who would've thought that you were his wife...I mean ex-wife? Like...the way you two behaved around each other, I would've never thought you two shared such history," Dr. Amoli spoke once more as I clenched my jaw tightly feeling a pinch of anger run into my nerves feeling a sense of frustration over how she was pushing herself into my personal life.

"Like weren't you engaged to his cousin and supposed to get married this weekend, but then the news broke out you were with Mr. Oberoi? Like, want to tell us what is happening?" Dr. Alexandra questioned with her usual perkiness as I clenched on to the end of my dupatta tightly attempting to maintain composure realizing what was happening. How both of them were dipping their hands into mud and molding it on to me coloring me with their obscene thoughts ensuring that it became engraved as part of my hallow character.

"Well, I know what is happening. Anika and Mr. Oberoi had an affair from the start and everyone was noticing it here. I mean rumors were everywhere about these two. And now Anika finally succeeded at luring him back which even I would do if someone had money like that! I mean his cousin had money, but Mr. Oberoi has good money, so obviously she did what would benefit her-"

"Amoli!" My anger erupting piercing through my barriers I held and spitting itself on to them and their wicked thoughts that they were flagging to the world in front of everyone.

My voice echoing loudly through the hospital lobby as I noticed passerbys looking towards us. I sighed feeling my heart beginning to pound loudly pushing bits of anger that rumbled and tumbled inside to my womb which I grabbed a hold of knowing I should maintain calm for their sake.

"How dare you yell at me like that?!" She spat taking a step towards me matching her piercing gaze into my eyes. I stood still not moving my ground as I felt tears spill down my cheeks. Be strong Anika. Don't falter. Don't let her soak your womb with her malignant words that aim to not only malign you, but also your children.

"I will! I will yell like this because how dare you instill your vices into my personal life? Huh? Who are you to impose their disgusting obscene thoughts on to me? Who are you?! Really?! What gives you a right to publicly insult me like this?!" I spat pointing my finger towards her as her eyes widened appearing a bit stunned by my outburst considering how I had held my peace and dealt with her overt rudeness for years.

Dr. Amoli straightening her thoughts as she chewed on her lip angrily before a smirk appearing across her lips. "Oh really? So now you will tell me that I am spreading obscenity with my words? What about you? Look at yourself first and look at what you are before you dare to even raise your voice...What you have done is shameworthy and now you dare to stand here with your head held high amongst everyone is also shameful...You don't deserve to even to stand on the level that we all are standing on...Considering how you cheated on your fiancé with your ex-husband!"

My mind still hearing her scathing words poking venom into me and not only me, but the lives that were now beginning to lay their root inside of me. Her words in an instant shattering my strength because they held a sense of power...truth to the lie...that Shivaay himself had cultivated...But I did cheat on Armaan?...Didn't I?...I did at the club...that night on the beach...Her words do have some truth...Perhaps, I am a hex that is a slow poison for this society.

Tears beginning to slander their way out of me as my gaze lowered realizing I had no power against her words...no power to fight them because there was nothing I had to slash her words and prove that I am innocent...because I am not. I did sin...a sin that now will carry it's way throughout my life.

"Dr. Amoli!" A loud voice echoing in the lobby as my eyes immediately lifted up widening seeing the dark figure make his way. Silence ringing as I stood feeling a sense of hallowness...an emptiness slurring its way in feeling my lifeless in the moment wanting to vanish.

His footsteps appearing to come closer and closer until closing the distance between him and I. His presence taking control of my shame immediately taming it as he veiled it and stood in front of me. My gaze standing still on the ground knowing that was my place...absorbing Amoli's words and knowing that they did hold the truth...

"Mr. Oberoi...I...um..." Amoli appearing to falter in her words with silence overcoming her.

A warm touch brushing against my hand as I looked down witnessing his hand slip into mine's merging the gap between our fingers as he grabbed a hold of my fraility.

"How dare you?! Huh! Who gave you the right to talk to Anika like this? Who?!" His voice echoing as my body suddenly trembled caught off guard from the sound of his voice. My eyes immediately lifting up as I noticed his face turning red as his eyes appear to bulge out with a sense of rage dwelling in them.

No. He is definitely now going to create a big havoc. I can tell by seeing him. He's going to create a further murkier mess and just walk away leaving me in it. My other hand immediately taking hold of his arm as I pulled him back.

"Shivaay...please stop..." My voice coming out as a bare whisper as I felt tears choke hold of me. Shivaay turning his head to the side looking down at me as I looked at him pleading him to stop.

"Don't say a word ok?" He commanded before immediately turning towards Amoli.

"Amoli...it's best you don't judge someone else's character, especially Anika's. I hope you understand what I mean," He hissed as my eyes widened realizing the meaning of his words finding the underlying meaning in it. Words that hinted on Amoli's hypocrisy...she herself has indulged in an affair with the chief Dr. Klen who was married...and then of course had a brief fling with Akash who was seeing Priyanka at the time...something Shivaay is not aware of.

Amoli's face turning pale as she lowered her gaze realizing the threat he gave. His threat shattering her pride in an instant and faltering her ego.

Shivaay's grasp tightening around my hand as he pulled on to my arm immediately pulling me towards his side. "It's better you and everyone else realize that Anika and no other woman, who is an employee here, should be insulted and disrespected with such foul and obscene language with regards to her professionalism or her personal life. Anika and I have a private relationship that no one has a right to interfere in," His voice loud and clear with an intention of warning everyone about pointing a finger against me. His words somehow veiling my filth that society molded on to bare tones that I held inside...allowing me to lift my gaze and look at him.

His eyes meeting mine's as they grazed over the tears that continued to roll down my cheeks. Why are you doing this Shivaay? You are the one who has brought this storm into my life...ripping everything away from me...and now you are the one who is standing by me and fighting for me?...I don't even know if in this moment I should be angry over the fact where you have brought me...to the ground at everyone's feet like a beggar who begs for her respect...or whether I should find bliss in the fact that for once you stood up for me in front of everyone veiling my filth and making me stand at the same level as others?

"Dr. Amoli you are definitely not off the hook and human resources will be in contact with you soon. You better have a good explanation for your actions which I think you won't, so be ready for stricter action," Shivaay's voice holding a tinge of anger that he appeared to cage tightly within himself as my hand lightly brushed against his arm back and forth indicating him to not create a commotion.

"Now...apologize to Anika Dr. Amoli," He spoke imposing his authority as he looked at Amoli ready to shoot daggers at her if she faltered and did not listen to his order. His words appearing to wind up my sadness slowly vanquishing it by instilling a sense of equality that seemingly I had lost moments ago.

"Shivaay...this is not needed," I whispered as Shivaay didn't move once only looking straight looking towards Amoli not once hesitating or losing grip of his command. My words failing to move him from his decision.

"Apologize!" He ordered one more time as I looked towards Amoli who caught sight of me. A sense of anger glistening in her eyes as she clenched her fists tightly looking at me as she would shoot fire.

"I am sorry Anika," Her words barely coming through her gritted teeth as she took sight of me. Her apology not truthful, but still appearing to heal the wounds that she herself had slashed on to me moments ago. A sense of shame lifting itself away from me allowing me to look into everyone's eyes that were placed on me.

Shivaay's eyes moving back towards me indicating a sense of shame as a sense of care subtly glistened in them...something I hadn't seen for years. His demeanor immediately softening as he pulled my hand up. "Let's go ok?" He spoke with tone going down in decibels compared to how it was a moment go. Without saying another word, he immediately turned me on my heal leading the way out of the hospital.

His hand molding on to mine holding it as if he let go then I would be gone forever. My eyes setting on him attempting to piece the puzzle in the sudden change in his demeanor...His rageful eyes appearing to soften as they looked back towards me with a sense of care. The rain beginning to drizzle upon us both as we made our way out. A sense of lifelessness touching me not being able to comprehend what was happening.

This gesture from Shivaay is small compared to what he done to me...He is the reason why the world now see's me with such prying, perverted eyes...He is the one who has done this to me. He is the one who has dipped me in the soil beneath the ground digging a grave for the last bits of life I held...He slit my honor...my pride...my dignity. Now even if he himself screams my innocence to the world and even forces others to look at me filth equality...somewhere inside of all these people, I will still be seen as filth...a part of society that should be ripped from its fabric because it will poison others.

My gaze lifting up towards him as he held my hand tightly as if holding on it may allow him to veil my dishonor and veil it with his pride and honor that was intact since afterall he is a man of power...I am the beggar between the both of us who walks on barren land for mercy, but never gets it.

Tears slipping down my cheeks as Shivaay led me into the back of his car. My body seemingly following his lead appearing to lose strength in treading its own course since it was scared of possibly going on the wrong path where it may meet its end in the form of mortification.

My back hitting the seat as I sat still feeling him slide next to me. His hand grabbing a hold of mine as I sat still leading the raindrops dry on my cheeks which merged with the tears that were shamelessly walking out announcing my misery with a loud echo in form of a small whimper that slipped out of me.

"Anika...Anika...speak...what's wrong?" The culprit spoke seemingly forgetting his sins...forgetting he was the cause of these tears...My hand slipping around the innocent precious beings realizing how now I was only one being spat on, but soon they will be spat on with muck from the gutters of their mouths that will never end, but only create revulsion.

What were you thinking Anika? How could you even think about telling Shivaay? Don't. If he finds out then he will take these two away, but then the world will know about them and continue to spit their ordure on them telling them how they are illegitimate...Shivaay will never understand the depth of this matter...The way he still doesn't. He naively thinks everyone will forget about what happened, but he doesn't know...He doesn't know to what levels these damned beings can go in maligning a woman and her character...and her children.

You have to escape Anika...You have to push Shivaay away and then escape with these two. You have to protect your children from this cruel world. You have to walk away...even if it means to give up everything you have worked for...even this job...then so be it...You have to walk away with these two precious treasures because this world is cruel...They will not let these two live.

Throwing my head back against the seat, I began to cry. "Anika...say something...Please," He whispered squeezing my hand as I flinched not wanting to be touched by his hands full of sin that are the cause of this misery...

"P-Please...don't...touch me...I...I am a filth...a filth that now no one...can cleanse..." My words barely slipping out of me burying my tears into the palm of hands rubbing them against it wishing my sins would now slip away from me and just vanish, but knowing that such was impossible.

"Don't say that..." He spoke in a bare whisper as I hissed biting my lip not able to bear his solace knowing he is the one who destroyed it with his own blood filled hands.

"Says the man who clenched on to mold and then slowly painted me with it with filth...He is the one who says that I am not a filth despite being the one who made me into his muse and then pressed his palms full of sins on it..." A soft smile appearing across my lips as I let my heart take control and for once speak the voice of its wounds that it carried wanting to be healed.

Silence hitting him as his hand clumsingly let go of the end of my dupatta dropping down and letting go of life realizing that the sins he committed might be too much for even him to bear this time. We sat still as the darkness of the day fell upon us both. Time rolling by as we sat in silence with only the rumbles and tumbles of the path we took.

My mind drifting as I appeared to gather bits of strength that laid hidden somewhere inside of me...somewhere buried in that hallow soul that wanted to be resurrected and breathe life into it. You have to leave Anika...This brutal world will not allow you to live...Have you not seen the way everyone looks at you? They will look at your children this way and then speak their vices against them...taking away their naivity...So now you must leave...

You must push Shivaay away first and then escape. It is essential you push him away before he gathers his strength back and flames his obsession with you once again wanting to gain hold of you...He is shallow...He will change...So do not fan your bits of love for him because he will change...He will then take away the last values you have which are your children...

The car suddenly hitting the brakes as my eyes flew up realizing we had reached out destination.

Go Anika. Escape. Push him away and then escape. My mind commanded as with trembling hands, I grabbed on to the door opening it and pushing my way out. Without any hesitance, I began to walk realizing how essential it was to implement this plan.

Fear and angst wrapping into a poisonous mix and delving deep inside of me letting a sense of havoc to jump through making my mind spin knowing that it was best I further myself away from everyone as soon as possible.

"Anika! Anika!" I heard him call after me as I quickened my pace walking into the hotel lobby towards the elevators.

Don't look back Anika...Do not show him your vulnerability. You have to push him away. You cannot continue to find comfort in the very arms of the man who betrayed you and then moved on to dishonor you in public. My hands leading their way to the buttons of the elevator as I pressed it.

"Anika listen to me once!" He called after as the elevator doors opened before I stepped in finding him running after me. My hand grabbing hold of the button as I pressed it leading the doors to close on his face...closing him away.

Tears slipping down my cheeks, feeling discomfort cleave its way in and appear to question my decision...questioning whether I was doing the right thing by leaving in this moment...Where would you go? How would you care for these two? My conscience began to question. Questions that had a base, but somehow were being overpowered by my fear...fear that someone would come and snatch these last two lifelines I have...Fear as a mother that I might lose them again like I lost a part of my heart in Chaaya...I cannot let my womb be snatched from me once again like before...No. No. I cannot let anyone take my babies away...No. I cannot let anyone speak wrong of my children due to my own sins... I have to protect these two. I cannot falter now. I have to be brave for them. I have to escape and go far away from everyone.

The elevator doors opening as I immediately walked out quickly looking back to see if Shivaay had made it up to the floor yet, but failing to see him or anyone in the empty hallways. I should start packing everything before he comes. I

know how he will react...He will lose it. The way he lost it two days ago fully letting his obsession take control, consume him, and push him over the edge to a point that he once didn't flinch before ruining me...before snatching honor from my lap and burying it down under to comfort his obsession.

Grabbing the access card from my purse, I quickly tagged it against the door knob before walking into the room. My eyes quickly falling to my suitcase as I grabbed it moving towards the bed and laying it there.

My eyes falling on to the red sharara laying in silence on the bed...the one that I wore that night...which became my reckoning. My hands trembling as they grasped on to the edges of it feeling the filth of it that everyone laid on it tenderly with their eyes, their words, and their dark muck that night...My screams appearing to cover the threads on it...the ones that came when I was dishonored...Indeed, I was never touched, but what was touched by an illusion was my honor and dignity...That is what I lost that night...and now the honor and dignity my children will be borne with may also be slithered away from them...

Tears sliding down my cheeks as I took a deep breath realizing that now was not the time to dwell on a curse that has seemingly seeped into my life, but count on the blessings I carry within me...They need me. They depend on me and if I lose this small amount of strength that I finally have collected then what will happen to them? It's not only about me now, but them as well...I am their mother. I have to get away from everyone without a trace...It is important for their sake, their honor, their dignity.

Brushing my hands against the last remaining bits of tears, I quickly walked into the bathroom realizing that I had to take the pregnancy tests with me before Shivaay got hold of them. Quickly grabbing hold of the drawer, I opened it, but the boxes were not there. Where did it go?

A sense of panic erupting inside of me as I quickly opened the drawers fumbling through them to find the tests. I remember putting them somewhere...Racking my mind, I quickly opened the last drawer finding towels inside remembering hiding them there. Digging my hands through the end of the drawer, I quickly took hold of the two boxes.

"Anika..." He spoke...is voice giving a fearful chill down my spine. My eyes widening as I held my secret in my hand. Grabbing the end of my dupatta, I immediately wrapped it around the boxes before turning towards him.

My eyes meeting his as he stood at the entrance of the door appearing confused. His eyes appearing to soften as he took a step towards me. Wrapping my hand behind my back, I held the secret closely knowing that if I flinch or waver in this moment, he would find out...

"What are doing?" Shivaay questioned with curiosity as I lifted my gaze looking straight into them knowing I had to play a lie and play his manipulative mind...I have to be brave and weave a way out of this...All I can do now is put on a façade of braveness because this is all I can do now...I have lost everything...everything I cherished and now these two are my treasures which I will protect...these two are the only ones I have now and I have to plan an escape.

Speak Anika. Tell him what you are doing. Be brave. Go on. You have to let him go Anika...You cannot keep holding on to him...Let go for the sake of these to precious lives you carry.

A sense of uneasiness approaching me upon the feeling of leaving him...Somewhere something inside of me didn't want me to leave him...I don't know why...But a part of me is feeling as if it is dying by each and every step I take that would take me further away from him....But then this is needed...

Gathering my voice, I finally spoke."I-I am leaving that is what I am doing..." Without another thought, I took a step forward before brushing my shoulder against his arm and walking out towards the bedroom.

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Silence falling between the both of us as I walked towards the suitcase unraveling the secret from my dupatta and burying it in the suitcase. Tears brushing their way down my cheeks upon the realization of what I was doing...That fateful night...when he threw me out of my life...somehow crashing through my memories...It felt as if history was repeating except I was the one who was leaving now not being throw out like that night.

A subtle wound from my heart rupturing itself as I felt its shards pierce deeply into my womb reminding me how it was emptied years ago and how a few days after being emptied...Shivaay left me...throwing me away from the throne of love to the ground of becoming a beggar...

Closing my eyes shut, I trailed my hand against the zipper of the suitcase as I zipped it shut feeling tears slip down my cheeks upon realizing the long path I had trailed for years...barren...but now finally finding a blessing that I could call mine...

"Anika...please...Please don't go...I need you..." My eyes lifting up hearing his words barely cracking through him...His command...His demonic ego...all appearing to have vanished...A warm touch wrapping around my wrist as I looked down finding his hand taking hold of it right where my heartbeat could be felt.

My heart standing still somehow pausing my thoughts...leading me to feel his touch...a touch in which I seemingly found comfort even till this moment despite the touch of this hand is what has brought me to this day...this day where each and every being see's me as a piece of fabric that needs to be slit from other's and thrown because of the bane it may soak others with.

"Anika...I promise...I promise to change...I will do anything...anything for you...I promise. I love you Anika...I don't know how to express this love I have for you...but I need you. You make me want to live...You make me want to change...Anika...I want to mend you, heal you, and give you the love you deserve..." His cracking as tears appeared to slip down his cheeks showing a sense of vulnerability...a sense of truth that I wanted to believe in.

He pulled my wrist and without another word he slipped his body against mine into an embrace.

And somehow I allowed him to bring me into his solace...Tears slipping out of the wounds I held dropping on to the edges of his flesh wear my name laid engraved above his heart.

My hand wrapping around him in an instant as I laid my lips tenderly against his heart...letting it know I loved it...and realizing this may be the last time before I bid him farewell...the last time I may ever hold him...Closing my eyes shut, I grazed my hand against his heart wanting to feel its beats for the last time...knowing they never beated for me, but somehow finding comfort with the illusion that they were for me...The hollow soul inside of me seemingly lifting itself up and twisting around my heart dwelling into a lake of anguish that wavered inside of me...

He wants to heal me...He wants to love me...He is promising to change...A sense of confliction arising between my heart and my mind...my mind screaming to let go while my heart standing still dwelling on his words...struggling to believe in them...but the wounds on it not allowing and making their presence aware inside of me letting me know that they deserve justice and not more injury from the same man.

Let go Anika...This is for the best...He cannot change...It is wrong to hold on to the one who has hurt you the most...He ruined you Anika...It is because of him you lost your loved ones...He took away the last pieces of value that gave you life...So let go....My conscience spoke...But somehow my heart appeared to not listen...closing itself shut and only wanting to thread itself to a piece of his heart...wanting to hold on to him because somewhere he lived in a part of it that gave it life.

His lips trailing against my ear as I felt a chill run through the side of my cheek upon feeling the heat of his mouth graze against it..."Love me...choose me Anika...I promise this time I will not dishearten you. I will cherish you...I will cherish each and every piece of your heart and your soul that you will allow me to touch and lay my name on it...I promise to value you. I promise to be loyal to only you. I promise to give you my name and give you the honor and place you deserve in my life. I promise to love you and only you..."

My heart dropping hearing his words seep through into the small barriers I still held...barriers that carried a sacred line between him and I...Somehow his words breaking through these barriers and crashing on to fresh wounds that laid on it for years...appearing to revive them with life...reviving their love.

His words cracking through my strength and unleashing vulnerability hearing his promise...his promise to love me...This time it isn't a game...My heart tells me this time he is genuine...

Why do I really want to believe him? Why do I find hope in his words? Why do his words thread my heart into his?

Because you love him Anika. My soul spoke as it dropped down in silence not being able to bear the bitter truth...not being able to bear that its owner still loved a man who deprived it from honor, dignity, pride that allowed it to live in this world.

My eyes closing shut wanting the moment to stand and forget about all the pains he brought me through...Trailing my hand up to his heart I found its beats against my palm igniting my fate and telling it to stay...stay and bless him with my love...

We stood still holding on to one another...molding in each other's presence...into the tender touch of our flesh that heated each other's hearts. A desire in me to love him erupting and splattering across my heart...We held on to each other tightly as he wrapped his arms around my back pulling me into him not appearing to want to let go of me.

"I know you love me Anika...I know you are scared of loving me, but let me love you for once...once please...and I will prove to you that this time it is real...all of it...this time this Shivaay is only yours'," He whispered as I bit my lip holding tears finding his words hitting my core cracking through the detachment I wanted to keep for him...igniting that same sense of passion that held for him years ago...inciting the love that I kept buried within myself, but now wanted to resurrect because it is begging for the man in front of me...begging for the man who is always here for me when everyone leaves me...who shows me love when I am deprived of it most...I felt my heart pulling itself wanting to come closer and entwine and submerge into him...wanting only him.

He dishonored you Anika...He is the reason why your family abandoned you...My conscious spoke.

No! No he is not! My heart yelled. No...Your family left you because of your secret marriage...

Also your family left you because he told the world you still loved him! And are with him...My conscious intervened.

A sense of confliction mixing itself brutally inside of me as I stood still holding on to him as if letting go would create a distance...full of ashes and gravel from down under... that we both ourselves would never be able to bridge...a distance that somewhere I did not want.

He has dishonored me...He has stolen my dignity...All of it...And this is something I will never and can never forgive him for...But then this damned heart still loves him. This heart cannot seemingly let go of him ...He has betrayed this heart, broken it, and wounded it with his sins...but somehow this heart still loves him and it is a shame for me to love him. A shame...

His love is shallow and your love can never die for him, but it also can never live for him as well...You cannot love him...This is against each and every value that society and family has embedded in you...You cannot love him. He has ruined you...dug your soul's grave...he doesn't deserve love...You can continue to love him, but you cannot allow him to love you...This is not natural...not normal...You have to let go of your obsession...your love...

Think about your children...Think about them...They need a strong mother not someone who continues to falter to a man who will never truly love her, but only desire her flesh...For their sake and their peace...let go.

Gathering a sense of fortitude, I slipped my hand away from him lifting my eyes and meeting his that had a clout of tears in them darkening the shade of his blue hues...revealing the loss of his pride as it now embraced a sense of anguish. An unusual ache erupting inside of me seeing him like this...with vulnerability...with sorrow and grief that appeared to clench on to the depths of his dark layers in his core....I cannot see him like this, but now knowing that now this is the punishment for him... it is best to let go...

"But I don't need you...Shivaay...Perhaps you do love me, but you don't deserve my love...If you love me one bit then you will let me go..." I whispered clasping my hand against my mouth feeling a sense of pain erupt inside of me upon knowing I was pushing him away...that now he will never be mine...that from today I may never go back to him because I had a second chance and I let it go for the sake of my sanity and for my children's bliss.

His hand wrapping around mine as he placed it tenderly against his heart wanting me to feel the beats of it...beats where I searched his love for me in it.. "I...I am sorry Anika...I am sorry for what I did...I promise to put the veil of honor on you...I promise to give back your dignity...I am so sorry...Anika please forgive me...Anika please forgive me..." His voice letting go as he finally let into his tears pressing his lips against my hand...His touch igniting my own tears as they broke out into a tail of weeps.

Now he wants forgiveness?...After committing such a big sin...that soaked my honor with filth...a filth that will only poison it and kill it...he wants forgiveness?...How can he even think I will forgive him? Never...I can never forgive after what he has done. If I forgive him the that will be a shame for me...A shame...I cannot forgive him. I cannot give him a chance...

Touching reality once again, I let my hand slip lifelessly from his grip knowing it was needed. "It's too late Shivaay...How can you even ask for forgiveness after the sin you have committed...you have sinned Shivaay...you have sinned...You are my culprit...You slashed my honor into pieces and buried it yourself in the graves that stand beneath your feet...I can never forgive you...Never...This heart can never forgive you..." My gaze lifting up as they met his eyes finding a sense of shock...a sense of fear...in them...something I hadn't seen ever. His tears standing still as they soaked in the words that slipped out of me barely, but clearly to a point of piercing themselves into his frivolous love letting it know that it can never resurrect the profound love I carry within me despite being deprived of my own life...this love still somehow lives...

"It is best you let me go...And even if you don't...I am still going to walk away from you Shivaay...because the mess our lives are in cannot be cleansed by just love...Our love cannot bear the test of time...the test of society...the test of values...Your love cannot bear the strength to shatter my fear of you..." I whispered as Shivaay's eyes widened hearing the last few words...words that revealed my confession. A confession that seemingly drummed his love with hope...hope for us...I don't know why I let my confession slip...But somehow in the moment my heart spoke...it spoke a tender buried feeling it had kept for years nurturing and ensuring it lived even if it fed off its own life...

"Our love?..." He whispered as he immediately grabbed my arm forcing me to look into his eyes. Tears slipping down my cheeks as I looked into his eyes revealing my truth...letting him know the truth of my bitter heart that somehow has never let go of him...never stopped loving him despite how many times he has battered it with his selfish, sadistic pleasure...a love that somehow never dies even if it withers under the burning coarses of his vengeance and his darkness...it still lives...It still desires him, it still wants to mend him, it still wants its embrace...only finding solace only in his presence.

Taking a deep breath, I gathered strength to reveal my last few words...knowing it was best to confess before separating because if I don't confess now then I know somewhere this heart will wrangle and fail to live knowing it has not spoken its love...My voice barely breaking through and holding on to strength that slipped away, "I-I...T-This heart carries a piece that still loves you...A small piece...it will be poor in loving you, but still it wants to love you...It will never love you the way it did before, but still it beats for you...I...I want to love you...but I am scared of loving you...Because I know this momentary love of yours' will change and drift away...More than anything else...I want to love you, but...that small bit of pride and honor I have will not allow me to after what you have done...both in the past and the present...so now I will let you go...because I have too..."

Shivaay standing still as his hand slipped away from me...His body standing still as his eyes appeared to go into a daze...lost in the dwellings of the sins he has committed...sins whose guilt somewhere was seen in the demeanor they appeared to lose...I could tell somewhere that there is guilt...but that isn't enough compared to what he has done...

My body slipping on to the bed as I sat still feeling my tears trail down my cheeks realizing what a conundrum I had dwelled into unknowingly...a love...a forbidden love...I had touched and now continue to touch and lay on it...not letting go of it despite knowing it went against each and every value I have as a woman.

"So you love me..." He spoke laying out my truth as my gaze stood still on the ground finding myself going into it as I had betrayed the meaning of love by committing my love to a man who doesn't even deserve to be loved...considering the sins he has committed...against me...But somehow this heart cannot stop loving him and this is something I need to kill, but cannot.

A soft smile appearing across my lips as I lifted my gaze looking up at him. "What love can one do whose soul that lavished and fed upon honor and dignity was deprived of it by his own lover? This heart has love, but a love that it shall keep in its depths because the love it is for doesn't deserve it to be laid on his barren heart...his barren soul..."

Tears glistening in his eyes as he stood still finding my poetic poison deadly to his heart as he took a step back...His soul not being able to bear the truth...the truth how its own sins will not deprive him of my love...a love he knows exists, but he cannot capture...I smiled as I looked into his eyes. "The depths of his heart is barren...He only engraved his lover's name on his flesh, but this lover...engraved his name on her soul...However, she will now let him go because that is what the path of this broken, battered love is..." I spoke releasing the conflicted anguish that stood in the shards of broken love I carried inside of me...knowing his name lays in the layers of my heart, but knowing it is wrong...My gaze lifting up as I looked at him while he appeared to take in my words realizing how his love was nothing compared to mine.

"If he wants to prove his love then he will let her go...for her sake...He failed in letting go once and surrender to his demonic sins, but if he wants to prove his love...he will let go this time," I repeated weaving my web in his mind knowing this was the moment to push him away...push him away and cradle my precious souls to a new life that I have endeavored for them...He now has to let me go...How long will he keep me captive in his heart?...If he loves me then he will understand the first rule of love which is to be selfless.

Shivaay's Point of View

Let go...Let go Shivaay...My heart spoke barely yearning the truth, but knowing that the end had finally come...This is the love that fate has written for me.

She loves me and that is enough for me to know...Love is selfless just like her...and now I will color myself with the shades of her love...If she finds solace in me being far from her then I will let her go...I will not follow her. I have to now follow the path of love...even if it means to hurt myself...by making my heart barren and deprived of her presence then so be it...

She has a small piece of love for me and that is enough for me...It takes courage to love a man like me...and somewhere and somehow she still has held on to a love for me and that makes me ashamed to know because I know another man deserves her selfless love...not me...but to know a woman...a pure, innocent soul, like her loves me is enough...

A bittersweet sense of bliss entwined itself on to my heart...a broken, dark heart...that I hold...She deserves to be let go...But what about Chaaya? My mind spoke as the question drummed on to me.

Chaaya...well...she too will soon be with Anika...I myself will bring Chaaya to Anika and give her away...Chaaya doesn't deserve a father like me...She deserves Anika...Right now Anika is still building herself, but as she moves forward, I will give Chaaya away to her.

Prove your love to her Shivaay...Let her go. Gathering my strength, that barely lived on this courage, I spoke my words, "If I can fulfill my love by letting you go then I shall let you go." The words barely brushing out of my heart that wanted to keep a hold of her...not wanting to let go knowing it will die the moment she leaves it presence...it will once again bury itself under the dark layers that I hold.

My eyes lifting themselves to Anika who sat still...Tears slipping down her cheeks as she lifted her gaze revealing her love...A sense of peace touching my frail heart knowing that this image of her love is one that it will now keep forever...knowing that a pure soul like her loved me...a man who can't even be called human...A small smile appearing across my lips as I felt tears drop on to my heart burning it more in the agony it shriveled in.

"S-Stay here as long as you want...and if you n-need a place to stay I-I will find it for you...I-I will leave now...Goodbye Anika..." The words barely slipping out of me as I took a step back.

Her gaze standing still as my words dwelled into her...Her lips quivering as with trembling hands she clasped it against her lips with a sense of confliction apparent in her soul that reflected in the image of her tears. She loves me, but her values do not allow her and it shouldn't considering how I have treated her...with such disrespect...I have dishonored her...She is right, I do not deserve her love...But yet she somewhere has a piece of love for me...

"G-Goodbye Shivaay..." Her voice coming out with a bare whisper. Lifting her eyes up, she looked at me one last time...That angst in her eyes reminiscent the day I had to force myself to throw her out of my life...something I didn't want to do, but had to...And now look...I am the one at the doorstep of her heart begging for her to take me and she cannot...A smile appearing across my lips as I realized how fate indeed turns back on you and makes you stand in the same place of the person you have wronged...

Leave Shivaay...Leave. For her sake let her go now.

Looking at her one last time...taking in sight of her...placing her image in my heart knowing that I wouldn't see her for a while. Without saying another word, I lifted my heart up pressing on its wounds that incited angst dripping from it...and walked away out the door.

Anika's Point of View

He slowly disappeared out of sight...into the darkness not looking back, but ahead knowing if he looked back then we might both just fall apart...Give into our hearts and forget how wrong and sinful our love may be... I felt my heart tremble and waver in drips of poisonous agony that it drowned itself in...Wanting to call him back...wanting in an instant to hold on to him...But knowing this was needed for the ones I carry...Knowing that eventually his love would wither and he would take these two away from me...

He actually left...For once he listened...For once he respected my love and me...He didn't fight against me with his obsession...his ego...All of it appearing to disappear from him as he walked away with a part of my heart. Placing my trembling hand on to my womb, I looked at it.

"I-I a-am...s-so sorry, but...I-I h-had to do this...Y-You t-two are the o-only o-ones I-I h-have..." I whispered to them as a sense of guilt dropped itself on to my heart making it free fall.

Why can I not stop loving him?...I love him...but the level of love I had for him has fallen...it will take a lot of strength me to learn to love him again the way I loved him before...It will take a lot of strength to love him who betrayed me...who dishonored me...who led everyone to abandon me...

My body collapsing on to the bed as my purse stumbled on to the ground crashing against it. Slipping my dupatta against my mouth, I laid still only letting my tears speak the pain of losing him once again...losing him to his demonic phantom that he nurtured inside of him...He is good...every human being is good...but his deeds are so immoral and pure sinful that I cannot accept him.

"I-I want to l-love you...b-but I-I need to trust you, I need your loyalty, I-I need to f-feel your love..." I sighed burying my face into the bedsheet letting my tears trail through. You are the closest to my heart Shivaay...the closest...I wish I could tell you what you meant to me and perhaps still mean to me, but...I cannot...I cannot show my vulnerability to you.

You deserved to know about these two precious babies Shivaay, but...I am scared that you might just take them away from...your love may turn out to be shallow and you may just snatch them away from me.

Perhaps, this is what fate has decided for both of us and the love we hold for one another...Fate wants our love to burn to the ashes and that is what will happen...My small piece of love and his shallow love can never survive...perhaps this is why fate has decided to end it...But why did fate reunite us after so many years...threading our hearts to one another once again...if it only wanted to separate us forever allowing us to burn with our loves into solid graveled, ashes?

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A loud knock erupting violently on the door shattering my thoughts...A knock that appeared demonic seen in the sense of urgency in which is crawled and splattered against the door...

Slowly lifting myself up, I placed my dupatta on my shoulder before making my way to the door feeling confused over who it might be. My body continuing to tremble with tears still streaming as I slowly unlocked the door and turned the knob revealing the ones' behind it. My eyes widening as a sense of shock touched me encountering the familiar figures in front of me not once expecting they would come to me knowing what had happened.

"M-Mom?"

Her darkened gaze meeting mine revealing a sense of anger that she appeared to boil within herself. Suddenly a force pressed its way on to me as I stumbled back with my feet flying against the floor from the large push of her hand. My hand immediately grabbing on to my womb as I stumbled to the edge of the sofa grabbing a hold of it to prevent myself from falling.

Lifting my gaze up through the strands of my hair that fell on my face, I looked at the four figures slowly darting their way towards me as if ready to punish me for my deeds. What are all of them doing here? A sense of confusion sudden erupting inside of me realizing how they found I was here considering they didn't know I was her.

My eyes finding anger and a sense of demonic rage in them as they appeared to tower over me inciting fear that tumbled inside of me. My heart beginning to drop its beats feeling a sense malignant spirit lingering around it threatening its owner's existence...Something doesn't seem right...Their presence screams that something ominous will happen...my heart is telling me.

"Oh ho...so madam is here indulging shamelessly in romance with a stranger!" Thaiyee ji yelled as my eyes widened immediately looking up at her...Her vice words resurrecting the filth inside of me that I was attempting to bury.

Mom immediately grabbing my arm as she pulled me up dragging me into the bedroom. "Where is he?! How dare he play with our family's honor in such manner?!" Mom yelled as Dad and Thayya ji began to look around the bedroom.

Oh my God. I stood in aghast realizing they found out I was staying in this hotel with Shivaay...The ground beneath me slipping as I stumbled back with fear beginning to wrangle into me diving deep and putting my body in a standstill- a sense of loss on what it should do...Knowing that there was no way to justify this...That this is the truth. What will I do now? How are they going to react?...What will they do to me? They nurture and feed themselves on honor and pride...and I have seemingly tarnished all of it...all of it due to my own sins.. My soul beginning to lift itself away wanting to escape knowing it could not bear more vices and obscene filth upon it...

"Anika, where is Shivaay?! Huh! Where is he?!" Dad yelled grabbing on to my arm tightly as I shrieked feeling sudden pain from his nails that dug into my skin. Tears beginning to stream down my cheeks as I lowered my gaze not knowing what to say...

Just say no Anika. Say no. Don't worsen this mess. Say no. "H-He's n-not h-here...H-He was n-never h-here," The lie slipping out of me in a final attempt to veil a bit of honor I held, but the lie failing seen in Dad's eyes that widened appearing to catch hold of it...

"Arre, Anand, your daughter lies now! Shivaay's daadi and ma told us themselves he and her are here in this hotel!" Thayya ji exclaimed loudly as I lifted my gaze seeing a sense of disgust upon Thayya ji and thayee ji's face...a disgust as if I was a piece of muck belong in the gutter...How could Dadi and Pinky aunty do this?...How could they themselves impose such muck upon their son?

"Daughter?! Her! She is a hex...a curse on this family I am telling you. She is determined to ruin our family with her obscene sins," Thayee ji spat as her words once again ignited the desire of self destruction inside of me...a desire to complete vanquish hearing her words...her accusations...A hex? A curse?...I am their blood and this is how they all see me as?...What about those times when I have stood by them?...Is that nothing?...

Tears trailing down my cheeks as I stood still not saying a word knowing that if I spoke it would only worsen the mess.

Thayee ji's gaze lowering as she appeared to look at the ground. My gaze moving towards the ground as suddenly a sense shock began to lumber into me. My womb slowly turning inwards with a sudden fear agonizing the two precious beings...threatening the gentle life they held.

Her hand grabbing on to the scattered layers of the purse...taking a hold of the sonogram...an image of the blessing disguised as sin for others...along with a paper holding the brutal truth...my sins.

Her eyes widening as her hand trembled immediately looking at the paper...that held my secret...a secret sin I had buried deep for days...a secret that now was about to see light.

A loud gasp erupting from her as her hands began to tremble holding a bitter truth.

"W-What happened?!" Mom exclaimed loosening her grip from my arm and walking towards her.

"Say something now!" Thayya ji exclaimed as Thayee ji's face turned pale with a sense of shock appearing across her face. Mom snatching the paper out of her hand as her eyes fell upon on it.

My heart beginning to drop falling deep down into the graves of my soul that is struggling to hold on wanting to leave...but staying for the sake of the delicate lives it now was holding and nurturing. Life seemingly recoiling and uprooting itself from my flesh knowing that I shouldn't be touched by it as immorality laid on each and every part of my bare skin. Fear unraveling from my mind falling and diving deep into my heart where my cherished values, that I held, were now being uprooted...because they realized what vices I committed.

Suddenly a large force pressing upon me as my head flew to the side feeling a burning pain erupt upon my cheek. Tears scattering out of me vanquishing into thin air as my hand immediately held on to my cheek. My feet stumbling back as a pinching force grabbed on to my shoulders igniting a shriek from me.

"How could you do this?! How could you?!" Mom began to scream loudly with a sense of mania seen in her bloodshot eyes...Her voice roaring and rumbling as she began to heave. My gaze lowering not being able to bear looking into the woman who nurtured me with her values...a belief that I would fulfill her values and never tarnish them with the filth of the world...but so I did...I dabbed and soaked myself in immorality which she told me to never do.

Her gaze lowering as she looked at my womb shaking her head with tears beginning to spill out of her eyes. "What happened Nandini?!" Dad exclaimed immediately walking towards the both of us with a sense of panic seen in his face. His hand immediately lifting to his chest appearing in angst.

Anxiety latching on to me as I began to take shallow breaths with my mind beginning to spin with sudden fear over what would happen...the future....not mine, but the lives I held...the ones dependent on me... What if they do something to them? What if for the sake of pride and honor they hurt them? My hand immediately clenching on to my womb as I took a step back feeling a need to escape from their clutches from fear for the ones I held.

"She is pregnant! Pregnant!" Mom screamed loudly pushing her hand against my cheek as I clasped my hand against my mouth crying into it with sense of shame that I brought upon the both of them...a shame upon my mom's womb that nurtured me...a shame upon the fabric she had veiled upon me since I was...a veil that protect my honor and lifted my family's pride...Guilt dwelling into me not allowing me to breathe.

Dad's eyes widening as he looked towards me. His heart appearing to shatter seen with the tears that slowly began to form in eyes...tears I hadn't ever seen. His tears clenching on to me as I realized what I have done...I broke his pride...his honor...with my own hands...with my sin...What have I done? How could I do this to them?...How could I dishonor them and their values in such way? How could I rip out their hearts...that held love for me...and walk upon them putting my desires...my need to commit vice over them?

"W-What?...A-Anika..." Dad's voice dropping in an instant as his eyes appeared to falter in disbelief.

"We're gone! We are gone to this curse! She ruined us...She has maligned us...Not only did she herself fall into the gutter, but also brought us with her...She not only buried herself into the grave, but also our honor and pride!" Thayyee ji exclaimed with a loud howl as Mom stood in tears not being able to bear the truth...her daughter's bitter truth.

Dad's gaze lifting up as he revealed a bitter mix of rage in his eyes. His jaw clenched tightly as he looked at me seeing me for the first time not as his daughter, but a hex seen in the poisonous needles that he held in his eyes for me. "H-How could you? We have done so much for you and this is what you do! You dared to shatter and step over our values...You dared to commit such a big sin! Do you know what you have done Anika?!" He exclaimed as I stood still with a sense of numbness overcoming me realizing I had no answer to their question...knowing I was completely in my senses when I gave into the sin.

"Who is the father Anika?! Who is it?!" Thayee ji yelled as my eyes widened shocked by the accusation...A sense of filth dripping from the question as if...if I was a woman that lurked different beds at night...My dupatta draping itself down wanting to get rid of me knowing that it should not veil me.

"W-What?" My voice coming out as a whisper as Mom grabbed my arm immediately turning me towards her revealing a maniac anger streaming through the shades of red on her face.

"Who is the father?! Huh! Is it Armaan?....Shivaay?...Or someone else!" Mom yelled as my eyes closed shut immediately feeling her words dagger their way into my womb right on to the souls it held....engraving themselves on it. Her words not only molding on to a part of me, but also a part of them as they realized that their mother's sins may now wash on to them...a sense of agony may be twisting around them as they may have realized how the world will see them or call them once they will be borne.

"No! Don't you dare say anything against this child!" My anger erupting as the mother finally spoke inside of me...My hand wrapping around my womb as I snatched myself away from my mother's grip protecting it from their prying, malignant eyes that threatened them.

Mom's eyes widening as she looked at me appearing stunned by the scream that came from me. "Acha...now this girl will show us her attitude!" Thayya ji exclaimed appearing angry with my tone.

"Don't you dare scream at us and show us this attitude after what you have done! Do you understand?!" Thayee ji yelled as Mom grabbed my arm once again pulling me closely towards her imposing a sense of threat in her eyes.

"If you can scream...then tell us who the father is?" She spoke gritting her teeth tightly together holding on to anger.

"Tell us before something worse happens!" Mom exclaimed as my eyes widened immediately looking at her as she eyed my womb with a dangerous look...a look that pryed a wicked evil that she held inside of her.

No. No. She cannot do anything to these two. No she cannot. I won't let her. I won't let anyone touch them...they are innocent...precious to me. I won't let her touch them...Absolutely not.

Fear lurking into me deeply taking a hold of me as I stood still feeling a sense of loss.

"Tell me!" Mom yelled as suddenly I shrieked with a sense of collusion coming across me.

"Hasn't her silence spoke?! Huh! She is nurturing Shivaay Singh Oberoi's sin!...He is the one with whom she has spent nights in hotels like these!" Thayee ji exclaimed as my eyes widened hearing the obscene words she spoke...that filled themselves upon me without any hesitation.

My gaze lowering as I stood still not saying a word...only bearing their immoral thoughts knowing that if I stood up, they may just harm the lives I held inside of me.

"Then he shall bear our wrath! He cannot escape after ruining our daughter and us like this! He shall pay for it!" Dad exclaimed as he grabbed my arm immediately. My eyes widening realizing what they all were about to do. Shaking my head I grabbed hold of his hand trying to hold myself back, but failing as Mom pushed me forward.

"Now we shall face him and ask for justice! That is what we will do!" Thayee ji's voice echoing loudly.

My heart dropping in an instant realizing that now my secret was about to soon be draped in front of the world...in front of everyone...most importantly Shivaay...Shock seeping through me with a mix of bitter fear upon what will happen...What will happen to these two? What if someone harms them? Or what is Shivaay takes them away?...No. No. I cannot let this happen. Fate appearing to slip out of me as I realized the burning ashes that now my life was leading me towards...a path where only my soul will burn with its sins fuming out for others to see and others to pry on.

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Chapter 34: "His Vows" is now posted and available to be read:) Thank you for reading :) Chapter 34 is where the story will take a big turn and Chapter 33 was essential in setting up the big turn in Chapter 34 because I know I will be getting readers who will be very excited while others will be upset, so I tried my best to set in scenes in place that might justify my big creative decision that I will be making.

I am sorry if this chapter disappointed you, but I am not too experienced in the matters of love or marriage, so I tried to make this part emotional, but dramatic, but still sorry if you are disappointed.

The story will now be moving in a fast pace, I had to write Chapter 33 in order to justify the sudden decision that will be made in Chapter 34, so I had to slow down to ensure readers understand my decision :)

So, a love confession just happened between Shivika...Why did it happen now and what do you think? Also, Shivaay has his dark shade...is Anika right that his love is only momentary? What chaos will the Malhotras create now?

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