Shaira's POV

"Why you never told me about this?" Ayaan questioned and I was still, not moving at all.

"God damnit Shaira! Answer me!" This time his voice raised,  his jaw line reflexes and on his forehead formed creases which I so wanted to erase but I didn't dare to say anything.

I was too shocked with what happened an hour ago, too much exhausted with why my destiny is leading me where I don't intend to go ever. That alley is too dangerous for me to even trespass, it's too much for me and now the all the power that I had in me to motivate from within is getting lost somewhere, it's too hard to say or listen something.

"Shaira are you okay?" His hand on my chin snapped me back from my reverie that was when I noticed how tensed he looked,  he is worried for me, for that fucked up girl who in the last seven months has only given him troubles. Lots of troubles in fact.

As I looked at him,  my whole body relaxed and instead of saying anything, slowly I wrapped my hands around his waist, rested my head on his chest which was throbbing wildly. I closed my eyes,  but the moment it happened, she appeared smilling at me, coming towards me, stroking my cheek,  I shuddered and snuggled even more, Ayaan embraced me back and I felt ensconced again.

2 Hours Ago

"Ayaan, we are in the grocery store, people are starting at us!" I said in the thinking maybe he will leave me, create some between us. But nope not happening at all!

Tightening his grip on my waist  he whispered in my ears," I don't care. Do you have any problem with this?"

"No, Ayaan I don't but," before I could say anything he silenced me by kissing me on my shoulder blades.

Argh boys and their silly ways of marking their territory! We are in the grocery store which is nearly three blocks away from my home, the difference is this time Ayaan is with me, which itself is a big thing!

Sometimes he behaves like a child, like right now, the moment I have taken the trolly from the counter he has draped his arms around my belly, resting his chin on my shoulders kissing me here and there from time to time. I  am not complaining, in fact I am touched by his gesture, he has caged me in his arms and honestly I don't want him to remove his arms but these people are not making it easier.

Only two weeks after that his post graduation and my graduation will be complete. I don't know what future has in store for us but I hope whatever it is, I don't want him to go anywhere nor I want circumstances to be against us. I also have to figure out what next now! I want to be independent fully now, but let's see what happens next.

"Don't you need this?" Ayaan asked me picking out the homemade cake batter.

"Nooo" I said gulping down the saliva that made its way into my mouth involuntarily.

"I am trying to control my weight" I said looking down at my protruding belly which is now quite visible.

"Oh" he said, his mouth still open making O.

"Yeah" I said and started walking from that aisle to look for the spices which his hand on me stopped me from moving further.

"Shaira, you know that I love you irrespective of your weight! I love you for who you are! It doesn't matter to me whether you are chubby or not, my love will not change. In fact even after giving birth our three daughters I  will love you, cherish you as much as I do now." He said look looking into my eyes.

His words looked promising but after three daughters registered my mind I didn't listen anything. He has thought so much of our future!

"Three daughters?" I said forgetting that we were still in the store discussing about our uncertain future.

"At least three" he said rummaging the shelf, putting different cake batter into our trolly.

" Are you out of your mind? I am not going to give birth 3 daughters! Maximum two and it better be one girl and one boy that is all you are going to get" I said, without even thinking once what I am saying. What is wrong with me seriously!

"We will negotiate" he said still busy in looking God knows what.

"It's non negotiable mister!"I said stomping my foot and left that aisle murmuring to myself.

"Three daughters! I will get mad surely!" I said to myself, dropping peanut butter into the trolly.

"Shaira?" A sweet voice filled my ears but soon I recognized that voice and my eyes widened thinking about who it is.

I turned to look into those beautiful eyes which were looking back at me with so much love and affection! We both stood there staring deep into each other's eyes, it seemed so long when I last see her.

Clad in a white sweater underneath a light blue color t-shirt paired it with white pants she looked ethereal. Her wavy hair let loose, she has indeed aged gracefully I thought. I looked her younger version and as I was seeing her I saw my older self, we both looked so identical but her soul is evil my brain said and my heart wanted to smile at her, greet her, ask her how is she. I couldn't utter a single word until I felt the warmth of Ayaan's hands on my waist, enveloping me before I fall on the ground.

"Can we go home now ?" I said to him without taking my eyes off at her.

Maybe Ayaan nodded and escorted me outside the store. I filled my lungs with air again, I breathed properly again. I felt suffocated looking at her. Maybe I should not feel this way but something changes in me from within whenever I look at her.

Pain, evident in her eyes asking my forgiveness which even if I want to give her I am incapable of doing that.

Throughout the ride Ayaan didn't ask anything from me for which I am still grateful for, I don't know how am I going to explain him all this. Because of me he is under such a mess. I wish my life wasn't as complicated as it is right now. From inside my agony was increasing, not being able to hug my own mother was killing me from inside, not being able to ask her well being is rupturing my every bone. I was feeling weak.

"She was your biological mother wasn't she?" Ayaan inquired the moment we stepped into my apartment, closing the door behind me.

"Yes" I said, the brevity of the words was starting to kill me. Why she has to obliterate my life like this? Why can't she leave me alone? Even if she saw me there, how could she not ignore me like she did from the past twenty years not thinking once whether I was alive or not.

"How come you are sure?" He asked now standing directly in front of me, crossing his arms across his chest.

"She is Olivia's mother, I met her after what happened on your birthday, I went to Olivia's house, that was when I met her." I said taking a deep longing breath, closing my eyes knowing there was more to come.

"Fuck, its been two months when that happened Shaira, why you never told me about her?" He questioned me more like accusing  me.

"I didn't want you to get involve in all this Ayaan." I said looking at nothing in particular. I was completely blank, my thoughts were empty, I was tired of this jigsaw puzzle that my life is surrounded with.

"Shaira.." He paused, then taking two long strides towards me, bend down that now we were face to face. "Shaira, whatever problem you are facing, it is my responsibility to keep you safe. I know how devastated you have been when you came to know about she being Olivia's mother! I am feeling so guilty right now for putting you through so much and I was not there when you needed me the most."

"Don't be sorry, its not your fault. My mother leaving me is nobody's fault. I am her illegitimate child, she is ashamed of me. Ayaan I was, am unwanted" I whispered when realization hit me. 

Whatever I said is indeed right, right? I am unwanted, I am her sin! She can never claim me as her elder daughter, it will bring shame to her.

"No, you are not unwanted, I am glad that you were born, you are only made for me Shaira, and we both are complete when we are together and now you are my everything." He said to me slowly emphasizing every word.

I smiled but at the back of my mind things were still wandering making their way in my empty head. 

"Can I ask you one thing?" He asked and I nodded.

"I think now we are in a phase when we should think about something more, like living together?" He said threading my fingers with his.

"What?" I stuttered. Did I heard exactly what he said or I misinterpreted it?

"Lets move in together, I don't want to leave your side even for a second." He said with a gigantic smile making its way on his impeccable face.

I was left dumbfounded. There was so much that happened today and after this moving together is too much right?

Hey ya people. Hope you all are doing good. I am back again and this time I am going to update super soon. Hardly six chapters are left anyway so hopefully next update will be soon.

I am sorry guys for taking so much time in updating, I know I am being irresponsible but trust me there is so much that is going on in my life right now, its not an excuse though I know. But guys I want support and love from you all.

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