It was the romantic month of February and everything looked nice as the chilly strokes were getting humble. Winter was gradually packing up all its essentials and spring started knocking with pleasing sunshine.
Only few days were left for the Valentine’s Day and market was already flooded with romantic gifts, flowers and love cards. I was 18 but still single and thought that I would have to spend this Valentine’s too with my loving pooch Tommy just like the last year. I brought his favourite chicken dish and he kept on licking those bones all night long.
But little did I know that destiny has planned something different and much better for me. It was Rose Day on 7th February and my senior Rahul on whom I had a crush was waiting for me inside the college gate with a red rose in his hand.
As I entered, he went down on his knees and proposed to me. I was on cloud nine and couldn’t believe that it was actually happening. Till now, I had only dreamed of him and this scene was no less than a dream coming true. I was blushing, accepted the rose and said ‘YES’.
The world suddenly became lovelier and I started loving myself more than ever. I used to stand in front of mirror, getting ready for hours and smile when alone.
Months passed by and our relationship grew stronger. We couldn’t live without each other and I desperately wanted to marry him. Rahul was everything to me and I had considered him my husband, mentally as well as physically. YES, we had sex and I just couldn’t imagine anyone between us. We were like two bodies one soul and had created a world of our own.
Suddenly I had dengue and couldn’t go to college for about a fortnight. A day without Rahul appeared to be an age. Gradually we communicated less and one day, he didn’t reply to my message. I again messaged, thinking that he might not have got my text but again I didn’t get a reply. I was feeling bad and crying. In an evening, my friend called me and warned me about Rahul. She told me about his closeness with another girl and when she caught them, Rahul requested her not to tell me anything about it.
Even though I trusted Rahul blindly, this news shook me to the core and I was about to faint. My world was shattering and I was helpless.
Gradually I recovered and went to college but I didn’t inform this to him in advance. I wanted to see his reaction on suddenly finding me there. When I reached college, he was not happily surprised but rather shocked and pretended that he missed me a lot. My suspicion grew stronger.
After about a week, I created a fake Facebook profile and sent him friend request. I was shocked when he accepted it in a couple of hours. And then we started chatting. It was a formal conversation in the beginning but after a month, he showed more interest or in other words, began flirting with me. I asked him whether he has any girlfriend and he straightaway refused. I was broken and the little bit faith that I had in him was lost that day.
However, I didn’t reveal the truth to him at once because I wanted to see how low he can stoop and all the limits were crossed one day when he talked dirty and asked me to send him my hot pic. Now the situation was intolerable for me but I wanted to catch him red-handed, so I asked him to plan a meeting in a public park. I convinced a friend whom Rahul didn’t know and she reached the decided spot where Rahul was already waiting for her.
After little chit-chat, he hold her hand and tried to pull her closer. This was when I came out from where I was hiding with my and Rahul’s common friends. He was shocked to see all of us, I walked to him in anger and gave him a tight slap. I disclosed the whole matter and told him that he’s a cheap guy who doesn’t deserve my true love. He was embarrassed to be exposed in front of all of us and asked for forgiveness but that was the last time I talked to him.
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