PROLOGUE
Ananya's Pov
"A-Abhay stop... youβve been drinking again," I said, looking at him with worry.
He shook his head, his words slurred. "No, Ananya.. itβs just a little bit, I promise."
Before I could say anything else, he reached out and grabbed my waist, pulling me hard against him. I stumbled into his chest. He leaned down, his face very close to mine. His eyes looked heavy and dreamy because of the alcohol, but they were fixed on me with so much intensity.
He whispered against my ear, his voice low and raspy, "Youβre so beautiful, biwi... so beautiful."
His touch was firm, and his presence made my heart beat faster. Even though I was worried about him, the way he looked at me made me feel weak. I felt like I couldn't move even if I wanted to. In that moment, I forgot everything else. I just wanted to be in his arms.
He leaned down, and before I could even breathe, his lips met mine. His lips were warm,...soft like rose petals brushed, his thin lips pressing against mine with a desperate hunger that took my breath away. He tasted like alcohol, and his movements were a little clumsy, but the intensity of it made my heart race. I didn't care that he was drunk. All I cared about was the feel of his mouth on mine.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him as close as possible. His lips parted mine, kissing me so deeply that my head started to spin. I felt a rush of pure happiness. In that moment, with the way he was holding my face and kissing me so possessively, I truly believed I was the luckiest girl in the world.
Slowly, he broke the kiss, his hot breath brushing against my cheek. His shaky hands moved down, I closed my eyes, leaning into him. He moved his lips to my shoulder, biting down gently, his grip tight and strong.
"Youβre mine," he whispered against my skin, his voice thick, slurred, and heavy. "I missed you so much."
I smiled, my heart beating fast, ready to tell him that I am his forever...in Every way But before I could speak, he pulled me even closer and whispered into my neck, "Divya... please, don't leave me again."
"D-Divya"... Choked
My whole world just stopped rotating. I pulled away, my hands trembling as I stared at him... with my eyes glistening with pearly tears He wasn't looking at me , his eyes were cloudy, unfocused, and lost. He was completely drunk, and in his mind, he wasn't with me at all. He was trapped in the past, with her.
My skin burned where his lips and hands had just been. The pain wasn't just in my heart; it was everywhere. I realized then the cruel truth: he wasn't kissing me because he loved me. He was kissing me because he was drunk and desperate, and he was pretending I was someone else.
I was just a substitute. A replacement for the woman who broke his heart .
