Recap~ They had steamy forced sex, and she triggered him with her words.

Mumbai, Singhaniya farmhouse.

Author's POV,

He held her wrist tightly and dragged her out of his room.

When they reached the living room he pushed her out of the door and said in a venomous tone,

"You know what Priti Sharma? I hate you too. But I love every moment I spent fucking you in my bedroom...do you know why?....... Cause you are such good at pleasuring men, I think this talent is genetic. You inherited it very well from that whore mother of yours. You can find a job as a prostitute. I can say after tasting you, that you fucking taste so delicious, you will surely get good payment for it. By the way, I don't want to be ungrateful, so thank you for your service. And remember one thing never show me your face ever again."

He slammed the door shut on her face and She fell to the ground all broken.

She held her head in her hand, and her tears once again betrayed her, she was crying letting out her pain in them and trying to forget what he said.

She never thought from the beginning that their relationship would end in this way but after he changed everything changed.

She got up and wiped her tears away, she couldn't cry anymore, she glanced at the door with her moist eyes and began to walk on a path not knowing the destination.

She came near the main gate, and the guard who was on duty opened the door for her looking at her with pity-filled eyes.

She was just used to it and didn't feel like crying anymore.

On the other side, Ayaan was listening to her cries from behind the door, his back was pressed against the door and his heart was thudding wildly inside his ribcage, this was not what he wanted.

When he didn't hear her cries he understood that she was going far away from him.

He ran upstairs to his bedroom and stood behind the curtain of the window peeking at her walking figure.

She was walking as if she would fall at any time, He immediately dialled someone's number,

"Follow her Rajiv," he ordered his PA to follow her and hung up.

Slowly a tear drop slid down his eye.

It's better to be loved and lost than to be hated and won.

He glanced at the half heart in his hand, once she gave him this and warned him not to throw it away, he didn't throw it away.

He clutched it more tightly and closed his eyes.

He was sure About one thing that hated her so much and if she again came into his life. He will destroy her again.

He didn't want that day to come deep down in his heart.

Suddenly his gaze travelled toward the floor and his heart stopped beating.

There were blood stains on the floor, which meant she was bleeding, in his rage, he didn't see it and again did what he always did hurting her brutally.

He cursed himself under his breath and quickly grabbed his car keys, he ignored the feeling which was surrounding his heart and dashed out of his bedroom.

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She was walking aimlessly on the road and was bleeding down there, she knew it, she knew after some time her dress would get stained but what about her heart it was bleeding too but there were no traces of blood stains.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in between her legs and it got uncontrollable for her to walk forward.

She glanced at the empty park, of course, who would be there at midnight, she saw a bench and sat down there thinking about her messed up life.

She wanted to explain everything to him but she knew he would not understand her, but why she need to explain to him, he didn't deserve anything after what he did with her, not even her explanation.

She never explained to him and she will never explain, Deep down in her heart she knew that what happened last night with her, he didn't have anything to do with it. But what she heard couldn't be fake at all.

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Flashback.

"Doctor, I think she will die because of heavy bleeding." The nurse who pushed her said.

"No, she will not die. We can save her and her baby too but Mr Singhaniya strictly warned us that we have to abort her baby only if anything happened to her he will kill us."

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Why didn't he kill her also For what he left her? She felt that if she also died one day then it would be good.

She came out of her thoughts hearing a noise of footsteps and turned her head to look behind,

She saw a woman in her early fifties standing there and was looking at her strangely.

That woman slowly walked and sat beside her, "What are you doing here child and that is also at this time?"

She asked not wanting to ignore her Priti replied, "Nothing Aunty I was feeling lonely that's why I came here."

That lady noticed her tears-stained face but didn't ask anything and said normally, "Oh, come on sweety, who comes to park in these clothes? It is not safe for girls to roam at this time and that is also wearing such revealing clothes."

Priti glanced at the woman and asked calmly, "And What are you doing here?"

"Just came to lessen my guilt," That woman answered making Priti frown in confusion, but she let it go not wanting to invade her personal life.

"What's your name child?"

"Priti."

"Your name is so pretty, Priti."

Priti smiled hearing her compliment and asked, "Can I know your name, Aunty?"

"Of course why not my name is Aabha."

"Your name is also lovely."

Aabha smiled and asked, "What about your family they will be angry at you for roaming outside at this time."

Listening to the word family unknowingly a loud sob escaped her mouth and tears streamed through her eyes,

Aabha glanced at the girl with shock and held her in her embrace.

"What happened dear? Don't cry everything is okay." Aabha comforted her.

After some time Priti calmed down and Aabha asked in a worried voice, "What happened to you beta? You can tell me if you want."

Priti looked at the woman and thought to tell her thinking that it would lessen her pain a little bit. "I have no one Aunty, My father died leaving me and my brother all alone. We don't have anyone."

"That's so sad. But Don't cry beta everyone comes into this world to leave one day there is nothing to cry about."

Priti just suppressed her cries if she could tell her that her father didn't die he was killed, killed by the man whom she loved so much.

"What was his name, Priti?"

"Ashwath Sharma," Priti replied keeping tons of stone in her heart.

Aabha's eyes widened in shock and she asked again, "What did you say? What was his name?"

"Ashwath Sharma."

Aabha suddenly hugged her tightly and tears of sadness and happiness were flowing out from her eyes.

Priti was fully confused she didn't understand what happened so suddenly.

"Do you know Yana? Isn't she your mother?"

Listening to that name Priti felt pain in her heart.

She just wanted to wipe that name from her life.

That name was the only reason behind the cause of her all pain, the reason for his hate, the reason for her children's death.

If this woman was related to that name then she doesn't want to talk with this woman further.........