Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (any book recommendations .txt) 📕

Damn! What the hell did I do???

Yuvraaj reprimanded himself to act without hearing her side of story and regretted hurting her with his words. He caught glimpse of her stained cheeks and something broke inside him. No other woman ever captured his sight and invoked conflicted emotions within him. He wanted to kneel down, hold his ears and apologize until his tongue froze but his mind wasn’t able to eradicate the words he had heard from Mukund.

“You’re a stinking piece of shit, Yuvraaj!” He groaned, hearing her whisper in her palms. Even at this time, she was still potty-mouthed.

“Anahita, you should mind…”

“You don’t need to fondle me, okay?” She sibilated, glowering at him and angry tears decanted from her eye, “I would’ve loved, had been honest with me all this time. I knew you hated him. I know you don’t like me. I am not the woman who can have your heart but I was trying. Yes, I made mistakes, some grave ones but I wanted to rectify them. Couldn’t you at least try to like me even though I am far from the women who would suit you?”

She hated the fact that despite her efforts to keep her voice flat and loud, she only whispered sounding broken when all she attempted to look strong. Yuvraaj was in dilemma to witness this and the fear started to grip her that his speculations were incorrect. He took two long strides to her and bent down on his knees. Watching him up close, she cried even harder and he grew restless. He wrapped his arms around her in haste to make her understand, “Anahita, listen to me first. Whatever you saw was...."

“Leave me,” she demanding, pushing him away and scrambled to her feet. She retreated to watch him through the watery gaze. “Don’t come any closer to me.”

“Don’t cry mou.” He pleaded, reaching to her and cupped her face warily, “It rips my heart to see you like this. I think we are having a misunderstanding. Sp just answer my one question.”

“Why do I answer anything? I know there’s no misunderstanding. I saw you there and I know you saw me too.”

“That we will talk about later but first I need to know if you want to be with someone else?” He enquired voice calm and straight. Anahita didn’t bat an eyelash before nodding belligerently. “Of course I want to. I always wanted. You know that.”

He stared at her challenging eyes for a moment and shook his head, “You are not being honest.”

She swatted his hands off and scoffed, “How does it matter? You know that I want to be with someone else other than I don’t see any reason to remind me of the five weeks.”

“Why don’t you give me a straight answer, Anahita? You really don’t need to lie to me because I am none to stop you even if you choose someone else over me. Just don’t keep me hoping while you play with my feelings. I know you hide things from me so do not act to pretend.” He harshly condemned and she gripped the fabric of her slacks in her fists tightly before she yelled, “Are you fucking retarded? What the hell are you saying? I just confessed that I love you and you still doubt me. When did I lie to you? When did I hide things? And, why will I hide when you are the only person who knows me better. Why will I choose someone else when all I want is you?”

Her strength of arguing was fading as she wrapped her mind around his words. She was certain that something was wrong with him. He wouldn't have behaved so recklessly until or unless he was hurt and she got this information when he humiliated her on the reception desk on their arrival and spent the day to seek apology from her. She wanted to cut his moping short but she knew he wouldn’t utter a word, “What’s wrong Yuvraaj? Why are you trying to hurt me?”

“I am not hurting you, Anahita.” He hissed through his clenched teeth and looked away, “It is the fact that we won’t be together forever. It’s a fact you hide things and I am not sure of the reason why. Perhaps, you didn’t want to disappoint me as I was the one who demanded a companionship for these days. But I would’ve…”

Anahita drew a sharp breath. "You're still having doubts. God, Yuvraaj, I love you. I agreed to that companionship because I wanted to be with you. I wanted to be your wife. Because, I love you, fool.”

“It is just an infatuation, that’s all.” He snapped and she stomped to him and grabbed his collars, “You want to earn a slap? How dare you dictate my love? I know that I love you and I am certain over it but you won’t agree because you are the one who is infidel here so don't fucking turn the table on me."

Yuvraaj angrily twisted her arm behind her back and pulled her to him, pining her with a tough glare. “You think I am disloyal to you? I am having affairs behind your back?”

She twitched in his grasp and seethed, “I would’ve been grateful, had you were behind my back but you were so cruel that you decided to rub it on my face. I saw you shoving your tongue down her throat. That's what infidelity is, so don't you dare to accuse me."

"I did no such things." He greeted his teeth, twisting her arm and making her wince. “And even if I did, why does it matter to you?"

"It matters to me because I fucking love you, you bloody hearing impaired!" She snarled, beginning to lose her mind. "But I think it doesn't matter to you because it's what you've always done."

“You are sick, Anahita.” Yuvraaj disgustedly pushed her away and crawled back, raking his fingers through his hair. “I am giving you chance to accept your crimes and you’re blatantly lying on my face. On top of that, you accuse me of being infidel with a woman I have no feelings for. Because of your bloody infatuation…”

“Fuck this infatuation,” she grunted in frustration and wiped her face, glaring at him menacingly. “I will kill you if you uttered that word again. It may be harsh but you have nothing to Infatuate about. Absolutely nothing.” She made a cross with her arms, “You also need a nice heart and stable behavior along with nice body and your moods are worst than a pregnant lady. So forget about my infatuation and focus on your hatred for me.”