Chapter 161: Chapter 161

Aana Pov's

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I took a deep breath when the aura he was realising faded. I looked up and found Aaron in control who was looking at me with teary eyes. I can feel he is in the same pain as I am. He is hurt as I am and he is also cursing life as I am.

"I can't see you in pain despite what you did," he muttered and raised his hand towards me. I held his hand and stood up.

"go… Just go away… I don't want to see you" he wiped his tears. "From now on, whenever I see your face, I will remember your betrayal."

"Aaron" I whimpered and moved closer to him.

"I said go," he shouted. I took my step back. "Go... before I would end up killing you" My eyes widened upon hearing him. I moved away from him in fear. I rubbed my face with my palms to calm myself.

"You really think I cheated on you?" I asked after a while…

"No... I don't think but know that you cheated on me" He scoffed. I turned my face in another direction.

"It will be better if you accept that you cheated on me." I shook my head negatively and looked at him.

"This much trust only you have in me," I asked, trying my best not to break down.

"Please go... I don't want to see your face anymore"

"No… I won't go" I yelled. He held my arms and pulled me closer.

"Why? I'm giving you freedom. Go and stay with the person with whom you spent your last two nights" I kept my hand on his cheek and went on my toes, touching my forehead with his.

"At least listen to me, Aaron," I muttered. He nodded his head and parted away from me.

"I will but first answer my few questions" I scrunched my eyebrow.

"Questions?"

"Yeah," he held my hand and took me back towards the hall then made me stand in the middle of the hall.

"Wait over here" He muttered and went back to the drinking area, only to come back with an envelope in his hand. He took my hand and put that envelope in my hand.

"See these pictures... It shows why I called you whore" I tightened my lips, not wanting to exacerbate the situation by saying anything. I glare at him before opening the envelope. My eyes widened when I saw those pictures. It was my and Vince's close photos which we clicked in the memories of the date we went. All the photos fell from my hand and tears streamed down from my eyes and the memories with Vince started flashing in my mind like a movie.

"Do you have something to say?" he snarled. I look at him and then those pictures. A smile broke on my lips, seeing them. They all are so close to me that's why I kept them in the special box inside my cupboard. I look at Aaron perplexed, thinking how did he get these pictures.

"Where did you get this picture from?" I asked. These all pictures were in my room which was in my palace which Alexander captured. How did he get it?

"I started feeling disgusted with myself that I fell in love with a whore like you" He snarled and went towards the bar to resume his drinking. I ignored his words and looked down at those pictures. A smile broke on my lips seeing the memories of mine and Vince.

I sat on the ground and started collecting those pictures, looking at them with teary eyes. In some pictures, Vince was kissing me while closing his eyes which shows how much that idiot loved me. Tears were streaming from my eyes. I put the kit in my pocket and held those pictures with both hands and moved my hand on Vince's face. Looking at my first love after a long time. I kissed his photo and then wiped my tears remembering how much he hated to see me crying.

I kept those pictures back in an envelope and looked at Aaron who was ignoring me. I went towards him.

"Where did you get these pictures from?"

"The question is not from where I got these pictures." He grinned and turned his head towards me.

"Are those pictures real?" He asked with a poker expression. I nod my head.

"Yes... It was mine and" Before I could tell him that it was my and Vince's pictures he broke the glass. I gasped and held his hand.

"What are you doing?" I took out his handkerchief from his pocket, knowing his habit of carrying it.

"You again injured yourself" I took out the broken pieces of glass and bandaged his hand. The whole time his eyes were on me.

"You love me?"

"Of course I do," I muttered and looked into his eyes. "I love you more than I love myself"

"Then why did you cheat on me?" I turned my head in another direction, unable to figure out how to make him understand that I didn't betray him. I can't even think of it.

"Why?" I looked at him when he asked in a broken voice.

"Aaron" he held my elbow and pulled me closer to him.

"You don't know how much I love you, Aana. I can forget everything that I saw and felt... Just tell me that these pictures are morphed. They all are fake. Please tell me they aren't real" He was repeating the same thing again and again while I was looking at him with teary eyes. How can I say these pictures are fake when they are beautiful memories of my life?

"I promise I will not ask any questions. Just say these pictures are fake. Please" He pleaded. I look at him helplessly and bow my eyes.

"The--They all are real, Aa--Aaron" I stammered because of crying. He lost his grip on my elbow while looking at me dumbstruck.

"Aaron"

"Ryan... That's the name right?"

"Huh?"

"The person with whom you talk over phone calls even at midnight," he sneered. I clutched my hair frustratingly.

"Ryan is" Before I could complete he kept his finger on my lips.

"Shh... You lost all your rights to justify yourself. Now just answer in yes and no" I look at him devastatingly.

"You were with him that night?" I scrunched my eyebrow not understanding about which night he was talking.

"The night when you came home late and refused to sleep with me in a single room."

"Ryan is"

"Answer in yes or no," he said again interrupting me.

"Yes," I said, glaring at him.

"Last two nights you were with him?" he asked.

"I will not answer," I said and wiped my tears. "You can't ask me the question when you're not giving me a chance to complete the answer" I yelled, tired of his questions and accusation of cheating. He was not even giving me a chance to tell him the truth.