章 48: All men are same... Unfaithful cheaters!

|Innaya|

How naive of me to think everything was over, my past was going to be past. Alas! Only people changed but the wound was same.

There stood my husband holding another woman in his arms. A woman, I had no idea about, a woman I never met, a woman who admitted him in the hospital, a woman for whom he brought flowers, a woman for whom he drenched in the rain.

He loved another woman. Was that the reason he never took our relation to next level? He still loved her.

'I'm here to fulfil my promise given to him, his last wish.'

'Life has taught me one lesson, everything should happen according to your will is not compulsory, some things are better left to fate. Sometimes what we feel is the wrong for us, turns out to be the righteous one.'

'You are my responsibility.'

Eshan had said that. Did he marry me because of that promise only? Was I nothing more than forced responsibility to him?

His all friends knew. They knew he had someone in his life and maybe that was the reason they were surprised at our sudden marriage. Ayush's and Arjun's behaviour made sense to me now. How stupid of me to be so ignorant. Something broke in me. The gravity of the whole situation was much heavier to handle.

I couldn't let the hurt overpower me. I would never let another man ruin my life. I will be damn if I let history repeat itself. I let anger consume me and it was better than being damsel in distress. Grandpa taught me better. My breathing had already started coming in pants and I could see another panic attack setting in, so instead of being vulnerable I used my anger to steer that attack away.

"So this was your important work... Hmm... I am impressed. You did brilliant job of fulfilling the responsibility. That's what I am to you, ain't I?" Words automatically tumbled from my lips almost brokenly- just like my heart.

They sprang apart from each other as if electrocuted.

"How could you? How could you do this to me? Huh? I... I thought you cared but... You were pretending." I spat those words, Eshan's eyes widened in shock. He whispered something in that woman's ear and handed her keys.

He had audacity of ignoring me. Before I could hurl any insult or profanities at her, she walked away hurriedly, leaving behind the mess of their affair for me to bear and handle.

"Innaya-"

I jerked his hands away that were holding me from going after her. At this point, I was shaking with anger. Tears blinded my vision but I wiped them angrily.

"You all are same. That was why I never wanted to get married. Yet, I agreed for Grandpa."

"Look Grandpa. See how good your good boy is." I chuckled in disgust.

"Innaya-"

"Innaya died. You killed her."

The horror on Eshan's face at my words tugged at my heart. I labelled it under his fright of being caught. I clutched my fingers tightly. I moved away from him, his presence suffocated me. I needed to stay away for my own sanity.

"Please, let me explain," Eshan pleaded desperately but my mind was far-gone beyond explanation. The image of him, holding another woman in his arms crushed the hope of being wrong.

"Don't." I raised my palm upward, stopping him from telling me lies.

"What you want to explain? How you loved her and yet sacrificed for Grandpa's last wish. How you couldn't forget her and decided to rekindle your relationship with her. Wait, did you break up with or you two were together?" My voice dropped a notch low.

I felt like a horrible person for snatching his love. For the promise he made to my Grandpa, he had to suffer.

"I don't love her." Eshan firmly declared. His eyes were pleading me for trusting him, but I couldn't fall for it.

I shook my head repeatedly.

All men are same.

Unfaithful cheaters!

He was no different.

How could Grandpa trust him so blindly?

"Tell me, for how long this was going on? Was she the reason behind your frequent trips to Mumbai after our marriage? Or was it someone else?" I questioned, looking directly into his eyes.

"It must have been tough to keep it hidden or was it easy? Was I that easy?" Hot tears gathered in my eyes as all those months of our togetherness flashed one by one in my mind.

"Oh, God!" I gasped in the horror, the sudden realization of what they were if they weren't lovers, hit me like tons of bricks. They were together only for-

physical needs.

"How could you love someone? All you need is a body, to satisfy your bloody needs. You disgust me Eshan Singhaniya, you disgust me-"

Like a slow motion, it happened. It was too late for me to realize that I had raised my hand on him. If not for him holding it in the air, I would him slapped him.

'No matter what, raising a hand on someone just because you can is wrong. Gender does not matter but an action does, and hitting someone is a big fat no. Assaulting someone is a crime, so always be careful of your actions.'

Grandpa's word rang in my head out of nowhere; I stared in shock at my raised hand. How could I forget it?