Originally posted by: IAdoreYou
"Get the heck out of here right at this instant if you don't want me to call the police station." Anjali Vartak's voice boomed in the Varak Mansion as she refused to let Shashank take even a step inside.
"I need to talk to Apurva and I am going nowhere without my wife so please… Call Apurva," Shashank urged, keeping his tone as mild as possible as if willing to avoid any confrontation with Anjali at the moment.
His priority stayed Apurva, which made sure that his attention wouldn't get diverted by anything or anyone.
"Wife? The wife that you're ashamed to have, right? The wife that you can never love, right? The wife who is cruel enough to push someone down the stairs, right? That wife, no?" Anjali gritted her teeth as fighting the urge to slam the door shut on his face became tough.
Shashank clenched his fist when his own words returned to swallow him alive. The past several days have been stressful for him. He had gotten no time and willingness to spend even a minute doing anything that wasn't absolutely urgent or necessary.
It had been a while since he had cut his nails. He stood visibly unaffected when his nails pierced in his skin as he refused to loosen his tightly clenched fist. Almost as if punishing himself with the pain that he had put Apurva through. Though he was sure that… that pain was insignificant when compared to her pain but he wanted to put himself through it anyway.
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Trying to write something. Appu nahi gayi na ghar show me to yaha bhej diya usko. 😆