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THIRD PERSON'S POV

You don't love me it's just an infatuation.

Tumhe is mohabbat mein dard ke alawa mujhse aur kuch nahi milega.

Stop feeling for me and you won't be hurt at all.

It's time to repay everything I have done for you.

You are behind everything going wrong in my life.

You have made my life a living nightmare.

His harsh words were continuously ringing inside her ears making her regret everything. She knew she was responsible for everything. He wasn't at fault at all. She was the one to be blamed, and to be held responsible for.

She couldn't help but cry in pain, holding her heart, feeling suffocated. She was fed up. Fed up with her life, and the pain she was going through these days. It was mind wrecking.

Just when she thought the afflictions of her life came to a halt, they came back again with full force rendering her speechless and all alone.

And the most painful part was not that she felt alone, but it was him, who first made her trust him, and now it was him, who broke