Chapter 40: Chapter 40

"Mr. Nick..." Nick was sitting on the counter while drinking wine when a woman walked towards him. Nick shot her a gaze and then extended his hand towards her.

Tonight, he was drinking wholeheartedly. Drinking to lose himself in another world where he would not feel something, that strange wave of emotions in his heart won't be tormenting him anymore.

The woman held his arm and he pulled her closer to him. "Seems Mr. Nick is in the mood tonight."

"Mood... Yes, I am in mood tonight." With a stony smile, he glared at the glass of drink in his hand. "Say, what can make me happy now?.... What can make me forget myself, forget that woman's face... "

Caressing her face he started running his hand through her hair when she smiled at him seductively. "I know what can make you happy but for that... Why don't we get a room and I will... You know what I mean..." She stood between his legs, moving her finger towards his neck from his chest while keeping eye contact.

"Can you?" Nick glanced at her with his drunken eyes. "I will make you so happy tonight that you will forget your wife..." She whispered in his ear. Like getting possessed he started walking while looking into her eyes, he did not know where she was taking him to.

Among the crowded people, she was taking him somewhere while holding his hand and he was following her obediently. Soon she took him to a room.

**

Sanaya was eating dinner quietly and all alone. On the long dining table, she was all alone, this was probably her first time she did not care that she hated to eat alone. Nick was not back yet and she did not wait for him. She was hungry.

"I am done. Good night, Mrs. Elisa." Sanaya seemed not to care whether he was back or not. She was sleepy, as she was done she wanted to fall asleep but not waste her time for him.

In front of Mrs. Elisa, she walked up the stairs. A mysterious coldness surrounded her, when did she change? Mrs. Elisa could feel something might have happened. Sanaya stopped walking as Mrs. Elisa asked her. "Did you two fight? It seems like something happened between you two."

"We did not." She responded shortly.

Mrs. Elisa walked to her. Looking at her worriedly she extended her hand to hold hers.

"I can bet you are angry at him for some reason. If you are mad at him for anything he did, you can tell him. It's not good to be like this when you are husband and wife. It might take you guys more apart from each other. Dear, remember what I told you before. Don't let him go away from you..."

But after hearing all Sanaya only smiled faintly. "You hold onto someone when he keeps you close to his heart, when you know whatever happens you mean something to him. If not..." This morning she promised that she would not be sad because of him but she found it out to be very hard. How could she not be sad?

She did not want to be mournful in front of Mrs. Elisa so she walked upstairs without finishing her words when Mrs. Elisa kept glancing at her. "Hey my lord! I pray they never part. Please bless them, bless their married life." She wished.

Taking a deep breath Sanaya stopped at the door of his room. 'Why should I care if he is not at home?' Playing with her nails she stood there in a dilemma. 'Even if he doesn't love you but you are his wife. You can go to his room, it's... It's your right.' She heard her inner self encouraging her.

Turning to her right she pushed open the door. Everything was at its place, her eyes caught on the cupboard. She walked towards it slowly, opening the cupboard she touched one of his shirts.

She smiled at it and took it in her hand. "He looks handsome in this..." Stroking her hand on the shirt she closed her eyes and hugged it.

"I don't know when did I fell for you... " Looking at the shirt Sanaya smiled while running her hand on the shirt. "It hurts like hell... I can not expect love from you, maybe our journey is not meant to be forever. I am so unlucky, ain't I? Even though I am your wife, I can never get love from you haha..." She grinned but a drop of tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's late. You are still outside... Am I so unlikable that you come back late? I can't understand why don't you love me. You know I saw those movies where the husband falls for his wife after marriage. You... Why can't you fall for me like that? Why?..." Strolling to the bed she laid herself while hugging the shirt. "Should I ask you again? Will you please tell me that you answered mistakenly? You love me... Love me very much." Tears rolled down to the corner of her eyes as she closed her eyes.

Even in her fifth-grade exam, she did not cry this much. Because she did not want to go to school and was afraid of teachers, she cried so they would spare her from giving exams though it actually did not work out well.

"When will you be back? Can I ask you again? Just change your answers, tell me you love me ok?" She mumbled still keeping his shirt close to her heart...

**

Strong rays of the sun were playing hide and seek continuously. Sanaya got up and sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes. Yawning she looked at her right side. She did not expect to see Nick sleep just next to her though but at least he could?

"Why did not he wake me up last night? He might be taking shower." Sanaya quickly ran to the mirror. "Oh my God! Did he see me this way when he woke up in the morning?" Sanaya was looking at the mirror while grabbing her hair.

'I am looking like I ran away from the deep of the jungle because of some wild animals just to save myself from them.' Yesterday night she was so sad that she fell asleep on his bed and woke up in the morning. Thinking he might saw her made her feel embarrassed. She remembered he said as because she was beautiful he proposed to her.

"Shit! I hope he did not see me this way. I am resembling a ghost, did he run away?" A weird type of thought was coming into her mind. Patting on her chest Sanaya walked towards the bathroom on her tiptoes, trying her best not to make any sound.

Strange! The bathroom door was locked from outside. "Why did he go in this early morning?" Walking out of the room Sanaya checked on the Gym but he was not there.

"Ahh, Mrs. Elisa. Did you see Nick? I can not find him in the Gym." Sanaya asked Mrs. Elisa as she saw her at the entrance.

But her response was of no help and it made her a little sad and tense. "He did not come back last night. I thought you knew, maybe he called you..."

Until now he has never spent a night outside at home since their marriage. This was the first time, subconsciously Sanaya started feeling uneasy. Trying to gulp her uneasiness she told herself, "She might have a heavy workload that's why he might forget to... To tell me that he would be staying in the office."

Her face got saddened as she entered her room. How she thought she would talk to him but he was not here yet. Seemed she thought that he came back last night, even she was tensed that he might see her messy in the early morning that she thought he might take her as an ugly woman.

Alas!

She took a deep sigh. To take bath she walked towards the cupboard when her cell phone beeped. Lazily she looked at the screen.

Message from an unknown number flashed on her cell phone. "Who is this now?" She let out faintly.

Sanaya was thinking about Nick so she chose to ignore the message but as she was about to put it on the table she got another message. This time she randomly glared at the screen and she was surprised.

The sender typed the name 'Nick'. Her uneasiness did not get a hold yet, Sanaya checked the message. In the instant some photos were sent to her, she could hear the notification sound beating her ears.

"Who doesn't have anything to do but to send photos to..." Sanaya checked the photos randomly but she froze at the place for a moment. As if she saw it wrong but there was another message from the sender. This time it was a video.

Instead of not choosing to see it she chose to watch it. She saw Nick was taking another woman's dress, his one hand placed on her hip and another one busy taking her clothes off. Even though her face was blurry but she could see his face.

The cell phone dropped on the floor from her hand, tears rolled down to her eyes like a river. She walked towards the bathroom as if she was sleepwalking.

Standing under the shower, droplets of water were falling on her. On the wall, the photos she saw earlier were flashing on. Her back against the wall, she could not escape. She felt like scratching herself, pulling her hair. She looked up and smiled sarcastically.

No words were coming out of her throat. Hugging herself tight she cried. Her tears were getting mixed with the droplets of water falling on her face. Her crying turned into sobbing slowly.

Did she look up, trying to not crying but was it easy? Even the last hope had no chance of survival anymore. There were no more reasons for her to ask him anything. Those photos said everything.

She squealed as his kissing another girl glinted in front of her. She screamed as his taking another woman's clothes off stabbed her, she screamed helplessly. She sat on the floor slowly, wet, her eyes red and puffy, her feelings trampling under, she whined in pain.

Why must he have to hurt her? She kept whining, it was unbearable. Suddenly her eyes caught on the wedding ring on her hand. Did not she take it off that morning? She then remembered it was yesterday night. She thought everything would be ok so she put it on again.

"Liar. All lies, you are a liar." She tried taking it out of her finger. "Getaway! Stay away from me. I hate you, stay away from me..." But even pulling it hard she could not take it off as it stuck in her finger surprisingly as if it did not want to be apart from her.

She took off her bindi and threw it away, vermillion was washing away with the water dripping on her. Taking off her bangles she threw them away one by one aggressively.

She sniffed for breath as if she felt suffocated like it was going to kill her. She whacked her head on the fence backward, "Why must you hurt me? What did I do to you? Why..."

Covering her face with her hands Sanaya put her head on her knees when tears trickled from the corners of her eyes.