The Wilted Rose: Epilogue

Writer's Comments

Well, this is final update. I hope you like it and it is not too cheesy for you all. Life isn't perfect you all and people do not get everything you want. Well I hope you liked this journey.

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Love, 

Mishty

Epilogue

It had been a few days since the funeral of Rohan. She had seen him there. His eyes only held pain, for her. The brown orbs which always used to give her energy to live had now lost their spark. His eyes had dark circles.

He didn't once look at her during the funeral. It was just the family, he supported.

He was there for them. Somehow that thought was not very pleasing.

Did she want him to look at her?

Maybe –

Did she want him to support her?

Yes.

No –

Maybe.

The ETF team also came to the funeral, to give her there support. Rohan was an integral part of her life, one that she just can’t forget. He was her best friend, lover and husband. He was everything.

She liked Arnav, just as a friend, maybe because he saved her life, which made her feel slightly guilty at her behavior towards him. However was guilt enough, to just marry him?

No, it wasn't.

She knew that she had made the right decision, but why does this decision hurt so much?

It was then that she decided that was over thinking things and just left it. She saw him walk away from her – for the second time.

~ 6 Months Later ~

She felt really tired. Her eyes were forming dark circles. She just couldn’t sleep at night. She thought that after coming to her parent’s house, she might forget all the tragic things that have been happening in her life, but it was a nightmare that kept coming back. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could only see him. His soft, brown, orbs looking at her.

His eyes were haunting her.

After the funeral, she hadn't seen him. She couldn’t see him, because she knew that she was lying to herself when she had said that he wasn't affecting her.

He was. One look at him now, and she would agree to his every demand.

These 6 months had been hard. Everyone around her was frustrating her. They were showing her their sympathy. She didn’t want sympathy; she just wanted to behave normally. She wanted to forget about it, but the people around her, wouldn’t let her. She had moved out of her parents place. She needed some space, needed to be around new people, yet everything reminded of Arnav.

For once she admitted to herself that she was wrong about the whole thing. Right now – she was not moving on, she was exactly the same. The only thing that changed was the location.

She needed to see him.

She loved him. But would that betray Rohan’s love?

No it wouldn’t! Rohan would want her to be happy, and her happiness lies within Arnav.

She needed a companion, and some people said it right, that life is just too short, and you should spend it with someone who you like.

She needed to go and see him.

She will go, today.

Khushi had reached AR designs. It was almost lunch time. She didn't want to miss him. She walked up to the receptionist.

“Hello...Can you please point out Arnav Singh Raizada’s cabin? I need to see him, it is very important!” said khushi.

“Your name, ma’am?” asked the receptionist.

“Khushi Gupta,” replied Khushi.

“You’re the Khushi! Ma’am come this way, Sir has been expecting you!” replied the receptionist. She gave her a wide grin.

Expecting her?

Now that was unexpected. She didn't remember informing him that she was coming to see him.

Now that was a shock.

Does that mean all this time; he knew that she would come to him?

That he had been waiting for her to come. The receptionist led her upstairs, into one of the private lifts, which was only used by the staff members.

Most of the people were staring at her, probably wondering who she was.

She was here now, but now she felt nervous.

What would she say?

Would Arnav even listen to her now?

These questions were constantly being played in her mind. They halted just outside the cabin door, and the receptionist bid adieu, and left.

She knocked lightly on the cabin door, hoping that he wouldn’t hear it and then she would be forced to go back.

Arnav was reading through the file, when he heard a faint knock. He said “come in”. He heard the door open, and someone enter.

There was silence for a few minutes, and then he looked up.

It was her.

He didn't know what to believe, was she standing here for real? Or was she just a fragment of his imagination. He got up and walked up to her.

“Hi,” she said meekly, as she felt him move closer.

“Why are you here?” asked Arnav.

She could see he was tired. Tired of working or her?

He had grown a light beard. It looked sexy.

She had always been attracted to him; he carried a strong aura around him, which could make any woman weak in the knees, not that she would admit that to him.

“I had a few things to say to you, that I should have said 6 months ago, but I am saying them now!” said Khushi. He nodded his head to tell her to carry on.

“When you said to move on, I wanted to but it wasn't easy. I was a widow and Rohan was the love of my life. I had just lost him and in a way I would be betraying his love, if I married you.

“I walked away at that time, away from you. When I saw you at the funeral, I saw how you helped my family yet again. You didn't have to, but you did. You didn't once look at me. I thought you might be angry, but all I saw was pain, which I gave you. I let you walk away again.

“I tried to stay away from you, away from your care. These six months have been very painful. I missed a friend, a lover and a husband. There was no-one to fill that void. I couldn’t go to sleep, because every night, I would only see you.

“I was trying to not give you Rohan’s place in my heart, but I didn't realise that you already made space for yourself!” said Khushi.

Arnav stared at her in shock.

Tears were pouring out her eyes. He wanted to go up to her and kiss her senseless, but he also wanted to hear her thoughts. He wanted to know, what was in her mind. He always knew that she would come back, but he didn't imagine it to be like this.

He had already said to his receptionist, that one day a girl named “Khushi Gupta” would come, and at that time, she was to bring her straight to this cabin, using the private elevator. He was pulled out of his thoughts, when he heard her speak again.

“I can’t remove Rohan out of my mind, he was my first love, but I will try to move on. I want to give us a chance. I want to feel loved. I know I have given you lots of pain and you probably don’t want to see me again...” said Khushi, but she was instantly hushed by Arnav’s hand on her mouth.

In the next minute, she was pulled into his arms and kissed senselessly. His lips molded over hers in an erotic dance. His arms soothed her back, while pulling her in more deeply, so that her body was perfectly aligned with his. His tongue danced with hers, nipping and teasing. Her heart beat soared with this kiss. His arms moved from her back to her hips, pulling and squeezing, eliciting sweet moans from her mouth.

It was a few minutes before their passionate kiss had ended. She looked up dazed at him, shocked. She had never been kissed before, never on the lips. Her eyes blinked twice to see if she was dreaming or did that kiss really happen?

She saw a smirk on his face, and instantly knew that it was true. She had been kissed. A soft blush decorated her face. She looked like a fresh red rose.

He pulled her more into his arms and made her look up at him.

“Never say that I don’t want you. I will always want you. I told you that I would always wait for you. I love you khushi. I know that you can’t forget Rohan. I don’t want you to, but I hope you can make some room for me too!” said Arnav with a smile.

Who said you can’t get lucky?

He just did.

Khushi nodded her head with a smile. Arnav bent down and kissed her head and whispered “I love you,” into her ears.

Khushi hugged him and said “I love you too!”

It was not the perfect ending, but a fresh, new beginning for both of them.