Chapter 6 Hurt

• I knew I had nowhere to run. This has to come sooner or later and I had to face him despite all sorrows and frights, for how long I intended to run away?
• “If you are done staying on the ground, get up and get to work.” A cold tone came. Lifting my gaze, I saw the head maid, Yeter, frowning at me.
• “You…”
• Not only him but his servants too.
• He was resolved to indulge in each tear drawn from me.
• They were oblivious, not ignorant, “Knew…” I gulped to which she scoffed.
• “I only follow my orders. Now, stop creating an ordeal and get up.” She called harshly.
• Using all assets, he would show me my worst nightmare and I have no choice but to lose in his fierce fire.
• “I see.” Exhaling, I lowered my gaze.
• After gaining my senses and enough strength to bear my own weight, I got up. I had to accept that those roads of immense fondness no longer exist.
• Hoping my wobbly legs won’t give up on me and avoid the look which will haunt me for the rest of my life.
• How did things take such an unfortunate turn?
• “Stop making that face.” She muttered.
• “What do you know exactly?” I asked giving her a dry look moving back to ease the tension in my mind.
• “I had been working with him for five years, you never noticed before and I know enough about you and be grateful that I hadn’t told Madam about you.”
• “You won’t do it either. Of course you would help him.” I mumbled.
• “You know what might happen while you are here. Are you in delusion?” She smirked, folding her arms at her chest, throwing harsh reality on my face.
• “You are still walking on that path with a silly illusion of being his after losing him completely? Do you think he could be yours again?”
• I shut my eyes when she mocked me.
• The thorn made my path difficult, but since then it wasn’t?
• That is another matter that they never hurt me as he always applied ointment on them but things have changed.
• And now, it hurts. Everything.
• “He has another woman in his life. His breaths are named as someone else- Nothing is right anymore. I know that, you don’t have to tell me.” Hissing, I moved back, curling my hands in a fist.
• I could feel the sand slipping through the gaps, cracking.
• “If you think you will be forgiven for your shameless actions then you are wrong, Eyra Falak.” She enunciated, piercing my heart.
• But, how will I console the heart whose fate was attached to his? Desiring to live with his name after knowing it’s not worth it.
• Before I could realize it wasn’t about disgrace rather the heart I shattered- It was too late.
• “Enough! I know!”
• I walked out fretfully after the intense confrontation with him and those unwanted talks with Yeter.
• Now I understood why she was glaring at me all the time.
• “They are gone. You also get to work. Take Madam’s clothes from the laundry and set them in the closet.” Yeter ordered and walked away.
• ‘Wow, being someone’s maid now.’ Thinking dryly, I shook my head and went to work, passing the time.
• In the evening, I wanted to avoid him at all costs. I didn’t want to spend a second in his proximity.
• Looking around to not stumble upon him anymore. The moment I entered the main hall to leave for my room, I saw him kissing the forehead of his wife.
• “Fuck.” I whispered under my breath, seeing the ‘loving’ couple.
• Abrupt grimace crept upon my face at his dupe.
• ‘How ignorant.’ I thought bitterly and unwillingly came closer to break their tricky moment, forcing a smile at Madam.
• “Welcome home, Madam.” I said sweetly.
• Hoping to avoid his eyes scanning my body from top to bottom with a dark smirk. I shivered when his licentious eyes followed me.
• He was indulging in my nervousness. At the tension which crept on my face.
• “Hmm, Eyra. Serve dinner. I will be back.” She smiled and left for her room.
• I nodded and was about to leave but felt him tracing his fingers over my back, his fingers moved across swiftly but smoothly.
• “Huh?” Almost gasping, I turned only to find his one hand in the air and other in his pocket.
• “What?” He asked seductively.
• I thought he wouldn’t dare to come near me in her presence but he grazed my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
• “You?”
• I stilled in horror, the moment I turned to him fully, he smirked darkly and walked away as well. Not before trapping me in his sinister gaze which never fails to give me bad omens.
• Indirectly telling me-
• ‘Watch what more I would do to you.’
• Later, they had dinner and I was making them tea with a heavy heart as all the servants left for their quarters. I was coming with their tea.
• I gave her the cup and when I was about to come to him, he deliberately stumbled on his foot with mine, making the hot tea fall on my hand.
• “Ah!” Gasping, I put the cup down immediately, making a crying face at my burning hand.
• “Can’t you watch where you are going?” Aayan mocked, glaring at me.
• “What happened?” Madam called worriedly, looking up from her phone quickly.
• “My hands.” I cried, blowing my shaky hands which were hurting badly. With tears in the corner, I looked at him.
• Hoping to find a hint of compassion but to no avail. Instead-
• “Ah, she is acting. Are you blind? See? I told you she is useless. Can you hold a cup properly?”
• A needle stabbed me, releasing a defeated tear, I looked down. I couldn’t believe he was scolding me after trying to hurt me himself.
• “I am so sorry, Sir.” I whispered in a broken tone, turning to do something about my hand.
• But, not allowing me to breathe peacefully, he called dominantly, “Wait. Clean up this mess. Now.”