Page 101 of That Same Old Love

“Yeah. A little,” she replied.

He was torn.

He wanted to drag her closer to comfort her. But he stayed put, remembering how she ripped out his heart to stomp on it. She left him in pieces forherpeace of mind, not caring how he would take or cope with her abandonment.

He looked at her starkly in pain. “Mahi, I can’t do this anymore. I’m so sick of paying for some asshole’s mistakes. I have had enough. I don’t want to get back together. I have moved on like you suggested. So I suggest you do the same.”

“No, it’s not just because of my bad marriage Samrat. Please listen to what I went through with A—” she began, going closer to him and touched his eyebrow scar gently to wipe away the painfully agonized expression.

He jerked and threw her hand away from his face angrily. “No! Don’t ever touch me again. Do you understand me? And don’t embarrass yourself by begging or throwing yourself on me when I’m no longer interested.”

She went closer. “Samrat, just listen to me—”

“Get out from my house, Mahi. I don’t want to hear anything. I’m simply not interested,” he said flatly.

“Samrat—”

“Go!”

“But—”

“Go!”

Mahi was getting frustrated. She knew that he had every right to stay angry, but she had to make him listen to her explanation completely.

“I’m not going anywhere from this house until you listen,” she told him stubbornly, getting unreasonably angry herself.

“I don’t care about you anymore and you are not welcome here,” he said icily.

“That’s fine. But just listen to me. Please Samrat—”

“No! Get. Out. Of. My. House,” he enunciated each word coldly.

Mahi stayed still. And then, “Well… it’s not your house. I won’t go unless you listen to me. So what are you going to do about it?” she taunted him, folding her hands and standing firm.

His icy stare got much colder and she could see his jaw clenching tightly.

“Stop your childish games and get out from my house,” he spoke in a dead calm.

She stared at him. “Make me,” she dared him.

She wanted him to touch her, even if it was to just pick her up to throw her out.

With a furious expression, he opened the bedroom door and walked towards the opposite bedroom around the staircase.

She watched him in confusion and followed behind him. Then realizing what he was up to, “Wait,” she shouted and ran towards him reaching the room the same time as him. “Stop being such a sulky stubborn ass and listen to me just for a minute!”

A maid was changing the bed sheets in the room and she froze when she saw Samrat’s furious expression and then heard Mahi shouting at him. Not bothering to excuse herself, the maid fled from the room.

Samrat saw Mahi’s bag kept neatly towards a wall and picked it up. “I want you out of my house!” he repeated and shoved the bag towards her.

She refused to take it and shook her head. “No! I’m not leaving unless you talk to me!”

“Leave.”

“Not unless you listen to what I have to say. I’m staying in this house forever, if that’s what it takes you to listen to me,” she said.

He watched her stubborn expression and went towards the window with her bag.

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