short tales - Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Aaru took a deep breath and tried to reason with Rohan. "Rohan, I understand that you're trying to protect me, but your possessiveness is suffocating me. I need some space, some freedom to make my own choices."
Rohan's face darkened, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't trust you," he said, his voice cold and detached.
Aaru felt a stinging sensation in her eyes as tears began to form. "Rohan, that hurts," she said, her voice trembling. "I've never given you any reason to doubt me."
Rohan's expression didn't change, but Aaru saw a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he said finally, his voice softening. "I just can't bear the thought of losing you."
Aaru's heart went out to him, and she took a step closer. "Rohan, you're not going to lose me," she said, her voice gentle. "But you need to trust me, to give me the space I need."
Rohan nodded, and for a moment, Aaru thought she saw a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.
But as the days went by, Aaru realized that Rohan's possessiveness was not going away. He continued to question her, to doubt her, and to try to control her every move.
And Aaru began to feel like she was losing herself, like she was drowning in Rohan's sea of possessiveness.
One day, Aaru reached her breaking point. She realized that she couldn't take Rohan's possessiveness anymore, that she needed to take a stand.
"Rohan, I need to talk to you," Aaru said, her voice firm and resolute.
Rohan looked up from his phone, a hint of wariness in his eyes. "What is it?" he asked.
Aaru took a deep breath and let it all out. "Rohan, I love you, but I need some space. I need you to trust me, to give me the freedom to make my own choices."
Rohan's face darkened, and he stood up, towering over Aaru. "You're going to leave me, aren't you?" he accused, his voice cold and detached.
Aaru felt a surge of fear, but she stood her ground. "Rohan, I'm not going to leave you, but I need you to change. I need you to trust me."
Rohan's eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment, Aaru thought he was going to lose control.
But then, something seemed to snap inside him. He took a step back, his eyes never leaving Aaru's face.
"Fine," Rohan said, his voice cold and detached. "I'll give you the space you need."
Aaru felt a surge of relief, but as she looked into Rohan's eyes, she saw something that chilled her to the bone.
A glimmer of determination, of resolve.
And Aaru knew that Rohan was not going to let her go without a fight.
Aaru felt a sense of relief wash over her as Rohan agreed to give her space. She thought that maybe, just maybe, their relationship could be salvaged.
But as the days went by, Aaru realized that Rohan's possessiveness had not diminished. He still questioned her, still doubted her, and still tried to control her every move.
The only difference was that now, Rohan's behavior was more subtle, more insidious. He would make snide comments about her clothes, about her friends, about her choices.
Aaru tried to brush it off, to tell herself that Rohan was just trying to protect her. But deep down, she knew that something was wrong.
One day, Aaru's best friend, Sneha, came over for a visit. Sneha was a free-spirited artist, with a wild mane of curly hair and a quick wit.
As they sat in the living room, chatting and laughing, Rohan walked in, his eyes narrowing as he took in Sneha's bohemian outfit.
"Who's this?" Rohan asked, his voice cold and detached.
Aaru felt a surge of irritation. "This is Sneha, my best friend."
Rohan's eyes flicked to Sneha, and Aaru saw a glimmer of disdain in his expression.
"Nice to meet you," Rohan said, his voice dripping with insincerity.
Sneha, sensing the tension, stood up to leave. "I should get going," she said.
Aaru walked Sneha to the door, feeling a sense of frustration and anger. Why was Rohan being so possessive, so controlling?
As she closed the door behind Sneha, Aaru turned to face Rohan. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, her voice trembling with anger.
Rohan's expression didn't change, but Aaru saw a flicker of something in his eyes. Something that looked almost like...fear.
"I'm just trying to protect you," Rohan said, his voice low and husky.
Aaru felt a surge of sadness. She realized that Rohan's possessiveness was not just about control, but about fear. Fear of losing her, fear of being abandoned.
But as she looked into Rohan's eyes, Aaru knew that she couldn't stay in this relationship. She deserved better, she deserved to be free.
And with that realization, Aaru knew that she had to make a choice. A choice that would change her life forever.