Urvi's pov

He doesn't want to touch me forget about touching with love, he doesn't even want to do it when it is required, when it was much needed at the moment.

I was soo rude with him at that time, i created such a big scene of a small incident and hurt him soo much that now he doesn't want to even look at me.

I feel too guilty of my act. For the first time in my life i decided to raise voice against something wrong that happened with me and i am suffering the consequences of it, till date.

I even doubt if he takes me as his wife by heart or he is just pretending coz they don't divorce their wives.

Tears left my eyes as i connected dots and cried in myself sitting all alone in the room as he already left for his office.

I spent my whole day in the room itself thinking about my life and blaming my fate for making me this weak.

I just cannot understand why things are the way they are. Why i am surrounded by soo many people yet always find myself alone when in need.

Why is it that my heart feels so lonely even after having a life partner...i thought things were going right until yesterday but life decided to give me a reality check on how much my husband hates me.

At the end of the day i just learned that destiny is a bitch and things that are bound to happen will happen and in their own way, we have zero, absolutely zero control over it.

I don't even know what i am living for! Is there anything left in my life that i have to face...i wonder what can be worst than this.

I also wonder what will happen when he will learn about the darkest secret of my life, when he will know what exactly sharma uncle did to me in that one month.. will he accept me after knowing the truth? I highly doubt that.

I doesn't even match his standards and that girl at the party was right when she said all those things about me.

I myself was feeling out of place there, i knew i dont belong to this place at all...i am not of their types....he is soo cool, classy and rich and i stand nowhere in front of him....i am just a big failure.

I have always created troubles for people wherever i go..

I took a deep breathe to calm myself down and went downstairs after washing my face and decided to make dinner quickly as its almost the time for him to come back home.

I had finished with more than half of cooking when my phone pinged with a message. I opened it and saw that it was message form sarthak ji.

Mr. Raghuvanshi: I have to urgently leave for bangkok, i will be back in 3 days till then you can stay with bhabhi if you want or you can stay alone at villa, whatever you may like. I have sent a driver if in case you want to go to bhabhi.

I stared at that message for how long? I didn't realised until i saw a tear drop on my phone screen and realised that i am again crying.

I feel too angry on myself for crying on everything but i just simply cannot help this situation of mine.

My eyes fell on the half cooked moong dal halwa in kadhai and now i dont have a heart to conplete this, but still with heavy heart i prepared it and packed it in a tiffin and then finished cooking dal and rice and then i finally kept the cut vegetables back to the fridge coz just one dish is enough for me.

I went out and gave the moong dal halwa box to driver and asked him to drop it at bhabhi's place as i dont want to eat that now.

I went straight to my bed as i lost the appetite now and slept.

I felt something wet and a very strong urge to pee, so i got up from my sleep and ran to the washroom.

I peed and as i was about to flush when my eyes fell on the pot that was red with my pee.

Oh shit!

Periods?

Whyyyy!

They still have time so why early?

Now all the emotional outbursts from yesterday males sense to me.

I took a shower and then changed my clothes and i was glad that sanitary napkins were already there in cupboard.

After changing i came and laid on the bed like a lifeless body, my periods make me a living Corpse.

I tried to sleep but definitely i can't when my entire body hurts especially the portion below my navel till feets and special mention: my back.

I just kept on laying down without movement till noon and got up with very difficulty when i heard door bell ringing.

It was kanika, cook of this house who was on leave for last month as her daughter got some serious illness.

"How is your daughter now, kanika dee? "I asked her and she looked at me with a sad face and said

"She...she couldn't make it bhabhi! She...she died last week "A gasp left my mouth as i heard that and i immediately hugged her.

"Oh god kanika! You didn't even tell us "I said as i rubbed her back while hugging her.

"I told sahab! He was the one who paid for all her treatment and even funeral procession charges were done by him, he himself was there at the funeral "she told me and i felt bad that he didn't even told me that he attended a funeral last week.

Why don't he consider me as a part of his family?

Why doesn't he want to share things with me?

I took a deep breathe and helped kanika calm down.

Once she stopped sobbing, i bought water for her from kitchen and my cramps are even worse now...they hurt soo bad that i am almost on the verge of crying.

What should i do? I can't even tell kanika! She is already upset.

"Bhabhi, what should i cook for you? And bhabhi........why do you look soo pale and sick? "She asked after observing my face for a minute.

"It's nothing kanika, i am just feeling a bit tired and want to sleep and about lunch, you don't worry, i dont have appetite and moreover your bhaiya is also not home, so you better go home and have some rest, okay? "I said as i dont want to make her work with this grief sadness in her heart.

She nodded her head and left. As soon as she left i went to the kitchen and saw the last night utensils still lying, so i put them into dish washer.

This is his personal villa and helpers come here only when he asks his personal manager to get them...and i tell you he does that everyday but coz today he himself doesn't require them so he must have forgot.

I washed my clothes and i didn't wanted to use the washing machine just for one person so i washed them manually.

As i got up after washing them, i felt dizzy and was about to fall but i held the door and took some deep breathe to calm down.

As i am walking i feel like i am taking each step against death...hahahaha...funny...i know...

It can't be that serious....but anyways i am an overthinker..

I went downstairs and checked my blood pressure and results were shocking.

Pulse rate: 130

Blood pressure: 59/90

How am i even alive with this low bp?

Again don't laugh i know its not that serious but i am again and again feeling dizzy.

I google searched for help

This is for informational purposes only. For medical advice or diagnosis, consult a professional.

A pulse rate of 130 and blood pressure of 59/90, combined with dizziness during your period, could indicate a few things:

* Dehydration: Heavy menstrual bleeding can lead to dehydration, which can cause dizziness, a rapid heart rate, and low blood pressure.

* Anemia: Blood loss during menstruation can sometimes lead to iron deficiency anemia, which can also cause dizziness and fatigue.

* Hormonal fluctuations: Hormonal changes during your period can sometimes cause dizziness.

It's important to seek medical attention if you're experiencing dizziness, a rapid heart rate, and low blood pressure, especially during your period. This could be a sign of a more serious condition.

I laughed at the last sentence, like who the hell seeks medical help for period cramps and blood pressure, they are normal.

Suddenly my mind went to the dal chawal that i made last night but i still dont feel like eating, it's better if i give them to someone or else they would become inedible.

I got up and took them in a plate after reheating them and packed the rest in a tiffin.

I went out and saw driver bhaiya still there.

"Bhaiya you had your lunch? "I asked him and he stood straight in body guard pose after hearing my voice.

"No ma'am, will just leave in half an hour "

"Would you like to eat dal chawal, actually i made too much for one person, so if you don't mind can i share them with you? "I asked politely and he nodded saying

"Yes "I gave him the plate that was covered with a lid along with tiffin box.

"You can take this tiffin home or can share it with your friends whatever you feel right! "I said and he smiled at me and took all the things.

He smiled?

I have never seen any of his men smiling especially not at me, they always maintain poker face.

I went inside and was about to close the door when suddenly everything blacked out in front of me and I fell down there at the door itself.

Tell me how was it?