Important- Okay, So I have my practicals coming up and they might start from next Monday. And I have so much of work pending.. Practicals and assignments. I don't even know how will I do it all, but okay, I have to. So, I am not sure if I will be even available on wattpad for atleast a month. I might delete it in a day or two as well. But after that, we will complete Forever.

Also, How do you guys write so much? Like practicals and all, I hate writing all this and it is so boring!

Anyways, this chapter is kind of a filler chapter, actually not even a filler but kind of a needed one. So bear with it.

Hope you guys don't find it boring!

And did you guys check the new book I published? It is on my profile 'What Heart Wants'
The new chapter will be up within half an hour.

Enjoy!

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Life is uncertain. There are times when we don't know what comes next. No matter how much we dream, or plan, nothing can really prepare us for what comes ahead.

When Nandini and him decided to have a baby, they were so happy. Nandini was so happy, the happiest. And then, the baby came, the second most precious moment of their lives.

Nandini had seen so many dreams. Late nights, she would narrate him the stories of her childhood. All the childhood moments, the pranks, school trips and many of her first experiences. She would tell him and he would just sit beside her and hear her, silent but content.

She had the perfect plans for their baby. She knew what she had to feed him, in which school they were putting him and she had even been watching YouTube day and night only to learn how to change a baby's diaper.

She was being prepared.

Only if she knew, no YouTube video could have prepared her for what life threw at her.

It was already more than a week she returned home and needless to say things have been different.

Manik wouldn't talk to her.

He didn't ignore her. Infact, he was being extra careful. He took care of her every single need, fulfiled her every single demand, every craving and they did exchange words but something was missing. They both could feel the void between them. Something had changed, so drastically that Manik was almost on the verge of losing it.

He had been keeping distance from her. He wanted to prepare himself. He thought, if she was to leave in less than two months, it was better he started distancing himself from her.

Attachments would only hurt him more.

It was not easy when she would look at him with so much longing in her eyes. It was not easy when he would just take a step back every time she tried to come close to him. It was not easy at all but he did it. To protect himself from the hurt he would face months later.

Manik let out a tiring sigh, staring at his laptop infront of him. He was in office, trying to work but all his mind came up with was Nandini.

He looked at his phone, his hands itched to call her but he didn't. He wouldn't. He shouldn't. He tried to shush his heart but it wouldn't listen.

Manik sighed, palming his face and at the same time his mobile pinged. He picked it up quickly only to find a message from Nandini.

It was three dots. Nothing else, just three dots. She wanted to tell him something, Manik understood. But what was it? He looked around his table, it was all messed up and he could find nothing. Aman was not behaving weird so it had nothing to do with him.

He palmed his pocket, maybe there was something. And he was right, there inside his pocket sat a letter addressed to him with the words - To Dear Husband. written in her hand writing.

It was messy. He chuckled, a smile making it's way on his lips. She was adorable. His hands shook as he unfolded the letter, revealing her messy handwriting, tear marks and blue ink smudged at places.

"Dear Manik,

I know you are angry,

I would have been too if I was at your place. Manik- I don't know what is happening with us. You are near yet you feel so far. It was never like this, not even when I didn't know you properly. It is so scary, Manik. You know, a question is bothering me these days - Am I losing you?

I don't want to. 

I am sorry I didn't choose you, Manik.

I couldn't choose you. The baby, he is a symbol of our love. A small Manik, just like I have always wanted. He must be so adorable, right? Do you think he will get yours eyes or mine? I feel, he would get my eyes and a mole above his lips like yours. You know, I envy him.

But tell me, Manik. How do I kill him knowingly? I cannot be this selfish for my life. I am sorry but I can't.

I know only two percent, but we have chances. What if I survive?

What if we do the abortion today and tomorrow the guilt that there were chances of survival- killed our relationship, Manik?

Because I know, no matter how tough you are being, at the end of the day you are going to hate yourself for choosing abortion. Like you knew I skipped my medicines, or I was blaming myself, I know you too, Manik.

I know I should have never left home but I was so scared. I am not giving any explanation because it was a wrong decision and I regret it.

I know it is risky. But everything happens for a reason, Manik. Maybe I would survive, Maybe this is just a test for us. Maybe we will have our forever.

I don't want to back down without a fight, Manik. This is not what you taught me. You know it too, Manik.

Forgive me, Please.

That day, you asked me to come home.

Today, I am asking you..

Come home, Please.

Hold me before I fall apart, Manik.

Yours,
Nandini.

Manik had no idea when the tears flowed down his eyes, through his cheeks and at the paper he was reading. He sobbed, almost crumbling the piece of paper in his hand but stopped.

He had to go home.

He had to see her, hold her and kiss her until something assured him she was going to be there. Always.

He stood up, closing his laptop and packed his bag carelessly.

Within next few moments, Manik was walking out of the building with his heart thudding loudly.

Nandini was in her room, laying on the bed and reading random things on her mobile. Mukti had been here in her room before along with Navya. The two tried to entertain her but Nandini could feel only one thing.

His absence.

He was not here and she needed him.

She was not even sure if Manik had received her letter, the one she had kept in his blazer's pocket this morning. He might have not noticed. So she sent him a message.

It was seen instantly, within seconds but there was no reply. She hoped he had read her letter and was coming now.

Her health was already taking a toll on her and Manik's behaviour was only adding to it.

She was laying silently when the door burst open and there, Manik stood with tears in his eyes, holding her favourite red rose bouquet in his one hand, and her letter in another.

Somehow, the sight of him was enough to have her sobbing within minutes. She watched him shook his head as he rushed to her, keeping the bouquet aside and gathering her shaking figure in his arms.

Manik: I am sorry. Sorry. So sorry.

He mumbled, kissing her head repeatedly. Nandini shook her head as she cried in his embrace. She tried to pull away but he held her tighter.

Nandini: I am sorry.

Her body shook harder and she felt him breaking down in her arms. He tried to hold himself stronger, and loosened his grip on her. Taking it as a chance, she broke away from the hug and cupped his face instead. He felt warm against her palm, his stubble was irritating on her soft skin. He seemed to have realised that as he held her hand and pressed a soft kiss on it.

Manik: I- I am sorry. I didn't mean to ignore you.

Nandini: It is okay.

Manik: No, It's not. I was being selfish. I only thought about myself, my hurt, my pain but never thought how you are dealing with yours. I thought if I push you away, it- I don't know, Nandini but it is so difficult. I can't do this anymore. Pretend that I am okay with what you have decided because I am not. It hurts. It fucking hurts so much. Like why us? Everything was so good, so damn fucking perfect. Why did God decide to mess us up?

He cried, his questions were bitter. It broke her heart to tell him that it was not the God, it was their fucked up destiny. The cruel fate. But she couldn't say anything because it was what she had been doing from the moment it happened.

She had been asking herself the same question even after knowing the answer. Why did the God decided to mess them up? They were so damn happy.

Nandini: I don't know. Maybe because he knows we will pass this. It is only a difficult time, and it shall pass too, Manik.

Manik: and what if it didn't? I can't stop thinking about all this, Nandini. It keeps on going round and round in my head. What if I lose you? What if I never see you again? What if I have to see another woman take your place in my life in the name of being a mother to our child?

Nandini: Don't marry again then.

She shook her head, whining and it made him laugh in between his own tears.

Manik: I won't.

Nandini: Promise me. Or else, if you marry someone else, I will come here and haunt you in yours dreams.

She threatened. He hated how he almost wanted to laugh at her innocent threat again. She was stupid but so was he. They both were but at that moment, it felt nice. Sitting there, close to her after so many days, able to hold her and tell her whatever he felt, Manik felt like he was home again.

Manik: Do it. I will trap you inside my head and never let you go.

Nandini: Manik.

She gasped, as he bend down and kissed her, slow and passionate. She tried to keep up but broke away when the need of oxygen kicked in. Manik looked down at her, so scared and so in love.

He just told her, he wouldn't mind losing his mind if something happened to her. His heart thudded loudly in his chest. What was happening to him? He was not turning insane, but he was not feeling sane either.

He gripped her hand tighter, they looked fragile in his own large hands. He licked his dry lips, and then looked up at her.

Nandini: What is going in your head?

Manik: You wouldn't want to know.

He laughed.

Nandini: I want to know.

Manik shook his head, licking his lips again and she watched him in caution. A chuckle left his lips as he shifted at his place.

Manik: You look at me like I am the one dying. But anyways, I want something.

Nandini: What?

She asked, frowning.

Manik: Yes. A promise.

Nandini: A promise?

He nodded, taking a deep breathe. There was this uncertainty in his eyes. He himself didn't know what he was asking for but at that moment, it was the only thing that made sense to his barren heart.

He needed her, it didnt matter if she did or not. It was only about him at that moment.

Manik: Nandini- the day when our baby comes in this world, when you will be t-there- fighting for life- fight for me. Not for our family, not for our baby, not for anyone else, but for me.

He gulped.

Manik: Choose me then, for once.

He requested, his tone almost pleading and Nandini found herself latching her arms around his neck and pulling him down only to latch her lips with him again.

And this is how Nandini decided.

She wouldn't lose everything she loved just like that. She would fight, till the very end.

For him,

Not for anyone else.

To Be Continued.

But only if things could go as planned.

Ah. I don't know what to say anymore...but this confrontation between them was necessary to break the ice.

Let's meet with the next update. We only have three chapters left..

Thankyou!