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We drink the whiskey together, during which Aman reminds me of his daughter, Amaya’s first birthday coming up in two weeks. I am aware of that. Wish Jhanvi also could be a part of this event because the kind of friendship she and Aman’s wife, Jaya had, was incredible. I’m sure when Jhanvi regains her memories she’ll feel bad for missing such crucial moments of her life. Only if I could fast forward our life up to the point where she remembers me… and my love for her. Wish I could.
Just when we finish drinking and Aman is about to leave, his phone beeps with a message which stuns him as he finishes reading.
“Khushi Thakur has sent a heavy donation towards Sikand Charity Trust,” he informs.
She did? Though I am ecstatic she thought so much about the Trust which has been such an integral part of Jhanvi’s life so far, I don’t want that money from her to keep it going.
“What are we going to do about it?” Aman asks and I’ve already decided.
“Prepare a cheque on Khushi Thakur’s name. We are returning it to her.”
Aman nods.
“Fair decision. I’ll ask the accountant to do this and get back to you tomorrow.”
Aman leaves. I can’t believe Khushi could do that charity towards the Trust. That means somewhere her heart still beats towards her past life which is related to me and this family. I promise that day isn’t far when I am going to bring her back in this house and my life, forever.
CHAPTER 16
Khushi
Aarav has gone rogue. I can’t believe he marked me with his blood today on my forehead partition at his office cabin. I thought the engagement thing should put off his intentions to claim me, but nothing seems to bother him. What will I do about him hereon? Though I bagged the deal with MKB Industries, I feel like a loser. Aarav Raichand is the one shining like a star still and doing everything in his power to make sure I think about him.Only him.Despite this war between us, I still couldn’t control myself from doing something for Sikand Charity Trust. I didn’t mean to demean Aarav’s sentiments regarding this Trust the other day in Bangalore when he told me what importance it held in Jhanvi’s life. It might be her creation but a small help in the form of a donation is nothing wrong to do, which is why I deposited some funds in that Trust’s account today. Whatever initiative Jhanvi was working on, I just want to show my support too. Hope Aarav doesn't misunderstand me or think I am doing this for him or because I too feel I am Jhanvi and hence the Trust is my responsibility too.
“How could you?” Rudra’s sudden roar in the study room where I am working on my laptop shakes me.
From two days I haven’t gone to the office because I know the moment I step out; Aarav will stalk me and try to do things I don’t want to get into. So, I am working from the Villa while Rudra continued his work from the office. He had been to finalize another deal today and has returned now but why is he so pissed?
“What happened?” I shift all my attention to him.
“I met Aarav today. You know what he showed me?”
I gulp, analyzing what can Aarav do now to piss Rudra so much?
“He showed me that goddamned hickey which you gave him on his neck.”
A tight sensation wraps around my heart – a mixture of fear and embarrassment.
“So that’s really you then? You gave him that love bite?” Rudra brawls.
I don’t think I can lie or want to do that. He deserves to know.
“Yes,” I nod, with shame in my eyes. There’s complete silence in the room while his gaze pierces my skin. I get up from the chair, and it takes a lot of strength to even meet his eyes. “I won’t give you any justifications because I know I am wrong. But that moment itself was so vulnerable that I..”
He gestures me to stop and I zip my lips.
“Did you sleep with him?”
“No. I didn’t.”
He sighs but there’s nothing calm about his reactions. In two strides, Rudra reaches me and grips my arms.
“He is playing with you, Khushi, and you have to stop believing when he says you are Jhanvi because you are not. You are Khushi Thakur and I am not letting any Aarav Raichand disrupt our six years of relationship.”
He is right. I too don’t want to disappoint Rudra but the moment I embrace him and close my eyes the only face I see is of Aarav Raichand and the way his lips felt on my skin. The next instant I push Rudra away and exhale.
“What?” he asks, worried.
Brushing my fingers in my hair I shake my head in denial.
