Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[Amit2021msm]

Epilogue

Atul

So that's our story. The testing times have passed. I and Anvita are back together. We were never separated, but there were times when our minds were crowded by people who could threaten to destroy our lives. Now we have no such worries. We know each other better than ever, and we love each other more than ever. I and Anvita; we make a great couple. People envy us; they have to.
No one lives the life of a saint forever in this world. But as the wise have once said, every sinner has a future, like every saint has a past. We are now looking forward to the future, which we know is going to be bright. It has to be.
We do not look back with contempt.

However, I had met George last week. I told him that I know. And I told him that I have forgiven him. When I returned, Anvita told me Leona had called her and apologised to her on behalf of her husband.

Our story didn't end happily all the way either. Prithvi's dad Pradeep called me a few days after Mohit's arrest. Prithvi had tripped and fallen off the rooftop of his uncle's flat. He suffered fatal injuries and is still put under intensive care. Doctors have promised he will be saved, but they aren't sure how long it would take before he returned to normal life. Anvita had this fear that it must be a suicide attempt, but I have consoled her that she has nothing to do with it. She had her share of suicidal thoughts as well. It was her mental stability that kept her from the grave step. No one is more responsible for one's life than themselves. Also, in Prithvi's case, we don't even know if it was suicide or accident. All we can do is to hope that he'll soon return to his life.

Anvita often talks about Ridhima. She had mentioned a wish to meet her once and then on a second thought she went against it. I know she's a bit worried if it would be embarrassing for me. But I don't care about Ridhima anymore, to be honest. I have started to feel like they have more right to think about each other. They talk over the phone for long. I have become like a bystander. Ridhima has subtly planted the idea that it's time to have a kid for us too, Anvita told me. Anvita still thinks it's Ridhima's prayers that saved her. I too like to believe that. It feels good to think that way. Because, as Anvita had later made out, everything I had done with Ridhima was later proved to be for a reason - a reason that existed only for the eventual benefit of Anvita. Looking back, I can agree with her to an extent. But I know I can never agree with her to say that I'm otherwise a saint.
Because I still have my secrets. Perhaps she too has. I don't worry about it.

Because we are human. We have to have our share of secrets. Like Anvita, like me, like you, no one dies a saint.
 

---The end---

All of your story I loved this one the most ! 

And knowing my wife 1st and 2nd part i really loved it !

But really disappointed on reading 3rd part - sorry bro , but couldn’t help ! 

Hope your next story would be same as the above stories - waiting !