Finally, after days and days of hard work, our senior year exams were over. We are free from what we call hellhole. I was so excited to see him again and tell him the news that would change our lives forever.

We had absolutely no plans for the future, not yet at least. All this time our main focus was only on our upcoming exams, which thankfully ended. But in the end, things turned against our wish and God blessed us with a baby and now just a little bit of patience and then a little bundle of joy will be joining with our little family.

I was seven weeks pregnant with a healthy baby. At first, I thought that I had some viral disease. Don't blame me! The dizziness and nausea made me think that way up until yesterday.

Me carrying his child inside my womb made my heart jolt with happiness. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs saying 'I am officially going to be his. We are going to welcome our new little family member!!!' Unfortunately, I was on the college campus and I don’t want to scare away the students.

How will he react?

Seriously, I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see his expression. I wanted to laugh at him when he stands with mouth wide open, unable to believe if what he just heard was true or his ears were betraying his imagination.

Maybe I would shoot a video and keep it as a memory to reminisce in the future. Or maybe I would show his reaction to my little baby when he or she grows up.

And if he still stands like a statue, I will pinch his cheek saying 'Yes, it is true. We're gonna have a family of our own.' I wanted to enjoy all the moments: when he comes closer and embraces me in his arms tightly and will say he is extremely delighted to have this baby!!!

What will he do once he came out of his spell kingdom?

Definitely, he would caress his fingers against my cheeks as he wipes my tears with his thumb and gives me an assuring smile saying 'Everything will be alright and I'll be here for you no matter what happens.'

"What if he will not be happy with the news?" My conscience asked me again. I had this question running through my mind since yesterday.

'Nope.' He was on cloud nine when Rachel, his sister, revealed her pregnancy. He discussed how he is going to take care of the baby and how he is going to spoil him.

Rachel told us yesterday after confirming the gender from the doctor that it's gonna be a boy for her.

"Don't worry sweetheart, Dad will take care of you." I said to my little peanut while rubbing my stomach lovingly. I became so attached to this baby over a night. The baby was made out of our love.

Even though I was drowning in the sea of my deep thoughts, I didn't miss watching my man walking towards the parking area whilst whistling and spinning the car keys around his forefinger. No doubt, he will make the sexiest dad ever. I grinned and adored the beauty of my husband.

He looked dashing, clad in his white T-Shirt and black Jeans. His hair was a mess as he had raked his hands through it multiple times. His face was shining with armor and he had a faint smile on his lips. He was probably thinking of me.

He expected me to be there in the parking area, just like any other day. Oops! I'm late. "Kayish!!" I called his name but it didn't reach his ears.

I started to run like a penguin towards the parking area after him, I couldn't feel my legs. To be honest I was so sore that I couldn't even walk. I stood in front of him panting heavily, It took me a fine second to calm down.

The moment he saw me, he gave me a huge grin and hugged me.

"How was your exam?" He inquired.

"It was good. Yours?" I panted hardly.

"As usual." He shrugged his shoulder. I smiled at him. He was the topper of our college. These exams were a child's play for him.

"What the matter, Riya?" He asked once he noticed me playing with my wedding ring. It was a habit of mine to fiddle with my fingers whenever I get nervous.

"Kayish, I--I wanted to tell you something," I told him still fiddling nervously with my wedding ring. He raised my chin with his hand and I leaned on his touch.

"Riya, I wanted to tell you something too." He said making me furrow my brows. What is he going to tell me?

"Let's break up." He blurted out.

"What?" I looked at him with my jaw dropped on the floor. Unable to control my stupidity, I busted into laughter.

"Kayish, I am here to tell you a piece of good news but you are joking around." I playfully hit his shoulder. Breaking up is not in our dictionary and he never uses these words even for a prank.

Instead of flashing me a smile, he folded his hand against his chest and raised his eyebrows. "What does it look like? Why do you think this is some kind of a joke, Miss. Kader?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

I froze on my spot the moment I heard him addressing me from my Surname instead of calling me babe or wifey like he used to. Something was up, his playfulness all gone, he was back in his serious mode.

"Kayish enough. Please stop this." My eyes welled with tears. Why is he playing with me? How does he find this funny?

"Well, Miss. Kader. I am telling you the truth. I'm getting bored of acting as a good boyfriend. More precisely, a good husband. I was never interested to tie knots with anyone, let alone you." He pointed a finger towards me.

I wanted to laugh at him again but I am afraid. Afraid of thinking what if he is telling me the truth.

"Why?" I asked. Tears were pooling down through my cheeks.

"Do you remember, Jan 2 - 2012?" He asked in his most casual tone which sent chill down to my core. The moment felt like I was thrown into the ice burg as my heartbeat pounded heavily against my chest. Why is he asking this now? That was our first encounter and that didn't end well.

"You humiliated me in front of everyone. You fucking idiot slapped me just because I kissed you once. That day I promised myself that I will make you mine and make your life miserable." He barked.

"But you didn't allow me to touch your body. So I ended up marrying you to spoil you. This marriage is nothing to me, it's just a key I used to get your sanity." His every word stabbed me in my heart.

"I need your body, not you," He whispered in my ear. My body completely went numb and my legs were shaking. He can't be serious. He is not my Kayish.

"Now I took my revenge and I want to get rid of this drama." He took the envelope from his pant's pocket and tore them into pieces.

"This...This is the only evidence of our marriage. Take it." He threw the pieces of paper on my face.

"Well, you wanted to tell me of good news, right? I hope it's not a piece of good news anymore." With that, he crashed his lips against mine aggressively. This was the time I ever flinched in his touch.

It was anything but a passionate kiss, the kiss projected all his anger and hatred he felt towards me.

He broke the kiss and looked at me. "I'm leaving today, so don't waste your time looking for me." Then he turned his heels and hopped into his car. After a while, I heard a scratching sound of the tyre which gave me the hints that he left me.

He left.

He left me alone.

He left us alone.

I stood there for almost an hour. So all these years he just pretended that he loved me? And he did all that because of a bloody fucking revenge??

When did I become so naive? Why didn't I realize that he was playing with my feelings? But he didn't give any place to think as he was faking around because I felt his love was true but he proved me wrong.

I left my parents because of him, I trusted him too much and now I feel ashamed of being a used paper. His used paper.

My heart refused to accept the fact that he left. All our sweet memories started to haunt my head. I doubt if it will still be a sweet memory after what he did to me.

The pounding in my head was getting so bad that I felt like it will burst out anytime. And in no time, I started to see black dots around me. The next thing I know, I blacked out thinking of the baby and me.

My baby. He doesn't deserve to know about it at all.

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4 years Later........

Riya's POV:

"Miss Kader, you have been selected as a Project Manager at the Global Institute Of Technology at NYU. They are providing a good salary. So, what do you say? Are you going to accept this offer or decline it as you have before?" My boss asked me.

He was a man in his mid-fifties and was like a father figure to me. When his son found me, lying unconscious on the road, he took me to the hospital and his dad insisted that I come to their home and he treats me as his own daughter til now. He even offered me a job at his company. I couldn't be luckier to find a family like this, even after losing everything I had.

He has three sons, all of them are older than me. They get really overprotective over me and Sweety.

Mr Smith is so professional when it comes to his work. After all, he is the CEO here and he owns three big companies apart from this one.

His sons are running the companies successfully, just like how he wished.

He is extremely proud of his children and wishes to see me stand on my own feet and make him proud.

"I don't know, Mr Smith. I don't know anyone there." I wailed. I have no courage to meet new people.

"Come on Riya, just call me John. Smith makes me sound old." He protested.

"Okay, Dad. I have no idea what to do. I don't want her to feel lonely out there. You all are her family. What if she feels deserted after leaving all of you?"

"Riya, she's mamma's girl. She'll have no problem till you are with her. I think she is fine but your mind is anticipating you." He stated the truth.

I let out a defeated sigh. He was right. I can't leave this place. This place carries so many memories. Those memories are still haunting me. My eyes moistened a bit but I blinked it away when I remembered the incidents that I wanted to forget forever.

"Riya, you have to be strong, at least for our Sweety. I already arranged the school for her. She'll start going to school this year, right? When did she grow up so fast ?"

I nodded my head and agreed with him. My baby has grown fast.

"If you accept the offer, I will be the happiest man on earth. You may not consider me as your father, but you are and you always will be my daughter. I will always do what's best for you." He said sincerely.

The memories of what my parents did to me came into my mind and tears started to run down my cheeks.

They abandoned me while I was two months along. They called me names and refused to accept me and my baby. They wanted me to abort my child. So I left my home.

"Don't cry my girl, everything is going to alright" he stood on his place and patted my back to comfort me. "So, what's your decision? Are you going or not?" He asked me once again with hopeful eyes.

Not wanting to disappoint him, I nodded my head. "Of course, I will." I hugged him. "If that is what you want, then I will definitely go," I assured him.

"I promise you, honey. You will be very happy there," He assured me back.

I smiled at him widely and asked: "So, when exactly am I leaving to New York?"

"You two leave tomorrow at 10.30 am for New York. I've already booked the tickets. I'll email them to you." He replied.

"But that's way too soon," I told him with disbelief, but he just casually shrugged his shoulders and gave me an innocent look.

Of course, he had planed this earlier. And he obviously knows how to convince me. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"Mommy!!!" my three-year-old baby girl ran towards me stretching her arms for an embrace, once I reached my home.

Yes, they made me feel like this is my home. I felt safe and.. home. I have been living with them for almost three years since I gave birth to Sweety.

I picked her up in my hands and pecked her chubby cheeks.

"Eww!!" She scrunched her face in disgust and wiped her cheeks by her hands.

Aunt Daisy came and picked Sweety up from my arms. Sweety is their favourite grandchild.

"Riya..freshen up and come down. We will eat," She told me; her voice was so dull.

"Okay, Aunt I will be- " She glared at me. "Okay, mom. I will be in a second." I said to her and went to my room. She gets mad whenever I call her Aunt.

Minutes later, we all sat in the dining hall and started to eat our dinner. Mom fed Sweety her favourites meal, Chicken tikka but didn't touch her plate.

"Mom! You haven't touched your plate yet." I complained but she continued to feed Sweety pretending like she didn't hear me.

Dad gave me a polite smile and I nodded my head. I knew that this meant we have to tell mom about my departure.

She may not like the idea of leaving us. The rest of the dinner was quite a silence, no one uttered any words except Sweety's wailing and moaning.

I laid Sweety on the right side of my bed. She always prefers sleeping with me.

After that, I changed into my pyjamas and just as I was about to go to bed I heard a soft knock on the door. "Come in," I called out.

Mom came and sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyes are bloodshot red and I know the reason. A sob escaped my mouth and I covered it immediately not wanting to wake Sweety.

Mom guided me to the balcony and we both cried on each other's shoulder. She wiped my tears and we both sat on the chair.

"I know it's very hard for you. But he did it for your own good." She tried to comfort me though she is the one who needed comfort.

"Mom." I took both her hands and drew smooth circles with my thumb. "What about you?" I asked.

She shook her head, "I have no problem. I just want you and Sweety to be happy, that's all".

"I will," I told her and we hugged each other. "Did you pack all your clothes," She asked and I nodded my head afraid of what if my voice would betray me.

"Okay, Sleep well. Tomorrow you have to wake up early," She told and kissed Sweety's forehead.

She closed the door behind her and I laid on my bed. Sweety stirred in her sleep. I hugged her and closed my eyes.

Next morning---

"The water bottle and the snacks are in the red bag. I packed all her toys in a green bag along with her belongings. Don't take anything from a stranger. Always hold Sweety's hand ." Mom continued her lecture.

"Honey, calm down. She is going to New York. It just takes eight hours from here. Not too far from here. If you want, we will visit her often." Dad convinced mom while wiping her tears.

This time I stayed strong for mom and Sweety. "Mom it's ok, I will be fine," I told her as my voice stuttered.

"Riya, sign here." Dad handed me a file.

"What is this dad?" I asked once I opened the file.

"This is your contract form. The company has two years contract with you. So sign Evey page and I will courier this to them."

I nodded my head and signed all the papers. "My friend will pick you up once you reach the airport and he will show you your apartment. Be strong." Dad patted my shoulder and I gave him a small smile.

Giving them final goodbye I entered into the flight and let out a heavy sigh. That's it. This is the beginning of and new life for us. A new chapter, with just me and Sweety, living happily ever after, or at least I hope so.

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Note: guys! Please don't skip the 'past wind.' It also plays important role in this book and will give the satisfaction once you come to the end of this book. If you skip the past wind (As many of you are interested in reading the present terms only) there would be a chance to hate or judge the main characters not knowing how they were before.

~~~Past Wind~~~

As I was walking through the hallway ridiculing Claire about her previous encounter with our English professor along with my friends, out of nowhere, someone shoved me hard on the wall by my shoulders and crashed his lips on mine against my will for what seemed like a whole fucking minute.

I struggled out of his grasp but he had a strong grip on my waist, stopping me to move further. I tried to push him away but failed horribly. He was so strong.

Finally, that douchbag loosened his grip and stepped aside to reveal his cocky face. I was taken aback when I saw him with a smuggy smirk on his lips.

"Huh! See? I told you guys. No one dares to ignore me and my kiss." He told his friends proudly while touching his bottom lips. "She enjoyed it too." He winked at me.

It took me a second to realize that this was just a part of a bet or dare he made with his friends like how he usually does. I really hate his guts and his attitude.

He is a popular guy in our college, not just because of his cocky attitude, also he is a topper and the brightest students of St.Stephens college. Apart from having a hot tanned body, he has overconfidence since every girl is drooling over him and he loves the fact and uses them. Needless to say, he is a big playboy and other people's emotions never really mattered to him.

Everyone had a crush on him except only one girl who used her common sense to identify the real side of him. What? I'm talking about myself. If those girls had a brain in their skull, they wouldn't have fallen for him. He's never been in a serious relationship before and I reckon that this will remain in the future as well.

He always dates different kinds of girls and drops them off within a week when he gets bored with them. He uses girls like paper and throws them away after use.

He has no feelings. For him, girls are like a toy who will warm his bed anytime.

"Kayish Miller!" I yelled out his name loudly. I really wanted to pull his hair out with my bare hands and wipe his smirk off his pretty face. He crossed his limit now and I WON'T TOLERATE BULLSHIT.

"Yes, baby." He looked down at me. At that time I mentally cursed myself for being 5.4'. My short height was not helping me, while he stood 6.3' tall in front of me. I felt very tiny in front of him.

I felt the sudden urge to kick his ball and castrate him, but I had mercy on him and instead, I slapped his cheek, in a brutal way. The smack echoed through the hallway gaining everyone's attention and all the eyes quickly turned towards our direction. He was completely taken off guard but did not fail to shoot a ripping dagger at me.

"Don't dare to call me baby with that fucking little mouth of yours." I spat at him. Satisfied with my actions I walked past him ignoring the murderous glare he was blazing at me.

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Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!....

My phone's alarm went off. I pulled my phone out of my purse and dismissed the alarm quickly not wanting to awake Sweety.

She's just like me when it comes to sleep. We both sleep like a sloth.

It's about time, we were going to land. All the passengers were awake. I think I was pretty much the only person in the whole plane who was dozing off.

I picked Sweety who was still sleeping from her seat and put her on the shoulder before grabbing my luggage one by one. While I was trying to take another bag, someone offered their hands to help me out which I gladly accepted.

She looks like my age, maybe 24 or 25. She has ginger red hair which attracted me immediately. I gave her a polite smile and we both walked out of the airport.

"I have to go, my boyfriend is waiting for me." She waved at someone and walked towards him not even giving me a chance to ask her name nor thank her properly for her generosity.

I glanced towards the direction where she walked but even before I get the chance to spot her, a voice interrupted me.

"Miss. Kader." I turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing there holding a board on his hand, which read 'Riya Kader' a.k.a me.

"Hello, Mr....." I trailed off not knowing his name. "Call me William.” He smiled at my perplexity and stretched out his hand for a handshake.

"Hello, William! Nice to meet you." I greeted him and shook his outstretched hand with a generous smile.

"Shall we proceed?" he asked and I nodded my head in permission. He carried my luggage ignoring my protests and put them in the trunk of his car. He even opened the door for me. I mumbled a quiet 'thank you' before settling inside the car. I carefully put Sweety, who was still sleeping all through this, on my lap and enjoyed the view of New York City.

"Mommy, it's beautiful." A tiny voice spoke snapping me out of my own trance.

"Sweety you are awake!" I exclaimed and kissed her cheek. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the slumber.

She was fully awake now. We both savoured the sight of the busy little city and I didn't notice William parking the car in front of a huge building which I assumed is our apartment block.

It was so huge. I reckon this building had at least 40 to 50 floors. We both hopped out of the car. William finished all the formalities and hand me the apartment key.

"I have to go to Miss. Kader." He excused himself. I thanked him politely for his kind help before he walked away towards the parking lot.

I pressed the button the read '12' once I entered into the elevator and patiently waited for the doors to open.

"Wow!!! It's so beautiful." Sweety shrieked in surreality.

"Mommy are we going to stay here? I like this place very much." She jumped up and down while holding her favourite soft toy 'Honey bee'.

"Yes, baby! This is our new home. We are going to live here from now on." I pecked her lips and she returned it.

"Mom, will I make new friends here?" She asked in fear of rejection and isolation.

"Of course baby, you will make a lot of good friends. After all, you'll start going to your school tomorrow. You will find lots of friends to talk there." I assured her.

She cheekily smiled at me and sprinted off to explore the rest of the house. This apartment was too huge for both of us.

I felt exhausted the moment I bought all the luggage in the room. Thank God I met that kind girl at the airport otherwise I wouldn't know what to do. Bless her. Shit! I didn't even ask her for her number. Nowadays, finding good people in this vicious world is very rare. I mentally facepalmed.

It took me five hours to arrange all the things in their respective place, especially the sharp objects as they were ought to be kept out of Sweety's sight.

I still remember that one time when she accidentally cut her finger with a knife while I was chopping vegetables. She tried to copy me chopping onions but ended up cutting her finger instead.

Later the night, I read Sweety a bedtime story. Her eyelids started to drop and soon she drifted off into her dreamland

I let out an exhausted sigh. My baby's gonna start going to school tomorrow onwards. I felt like until yesterday she was trying to learn to walk slowly and continuously stumbled on her little feet. Time flew so fast. I kissed Sweety's forehead and cuddled up with her as sleep slowly overtook me.

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