Running my hands all over my hair, I tried to calm myself, but it wasn't working. It was already 12 at midnight, and sleep was far away from me. And I know it's only because Ahaan is not beside me today.

Every single time I saw him, his words would replay in my mind, and I just couldn't get over it. This time, I wasn't able to come out as strong as I'd expected. He even tried to talk to me normally as if nothing had happened, just to make me comfortable, but I jusy couldn't bring myself to the old me that had somewhat adapted his presence in my life.

I felt weak from inside. I felt vulnerable. I couldn't gain enough courage to let those things go away from me and go back to him for the comfort I find in his arms. Only place where I feel safe.

An hour earlier, I'd come up here in the room where he stayed behind in the living room. There wasn't a time when he wouldn't carry me like a baby and care for me every time earlier. But the distance that has increased is only because of me.

When he feeds me himself, in his arms, it makes me feel contented. Contented about everything. I know he won't leave me alone, but I am not able to stay away from him longer. No matter how hard I try or how determined I am, I need him.

Even if I didn't talk to him much, there wasn't a night when he wouldn't sleep beside me. He even held me in his arms every single night, thinking I had already slept, whereas it would be an act. My sleep would only arrive when I was snuggled into him.

Slowly, slowly, I exited the bedroom and went downstairs only for his presence. There was an eerie silence in the whole ground floor. The only sounds I could hear were of faint waves crashing to the shore on the beach near our house, meaning he wasn't here.

With a frown, I made my way back upstairs and went to the end of the corridor where I recently learnt, his study is. My heart was beating loudly because of the fear of his reaction. I took a deep, much needed breath and swinged the door open.

There he was, sitting behind the big table, on the massive armchair with a laptop on his front and his right hand that was busy talking to someone on the phone.

I gulped a little as his eyes found mine. I took small steps in his direction with our eyes connected the whole time and him still busy with the person on the other hand. It was like my heart was going to come out of my chest due to nervousness.

As I finally stood a couple of inches away from him, his eyes still didn't leave mine, nor did I make any effort to remove my gaze. I quickly climbed up on him, settling in his arms, but I frowned when neither did make any effort to remove myself from him, nor did he wrap his arms around me. I was seconds away from bursting into a pool of tears.

"Mr. Khanna, I'll talk to you later. I need to do something important. " He said to the person on the other side of the phone, making me relax.

He hung up the phone and kept in on the table in front of him. I was busy looking into his eyes, and his eyes found mine a couple of seconds later.

"I am sorry." I apologized quietly.

He immediately wrapped his arms around me, and I snuggled onto him more. My face had now found his favorite place, his neck and my arms resting on his broad shoulders. One of his arms was resting on my waist while the other was busy smothering my hair.

"Ahaan." I whispered lowly, and he hummed.

"I-I am sorry. Please forgive me." I said a little louder this time.

"What are you sorry for, Ky?" He questioned back.

"Because I distanced myself from you. I hated it, but I still did." I respond back to my low voice.

"Why did you?" He asked again.

"I don't know." I replied honestly.

"Are you scared of falling in love with me again, Ky?" He asked in a soft voice.

"I-I," I hesitated.

"Tell me honestly, Kyra." He butted in.

"Yes." I breathed out.

"Can you change the fact that we both are meant to be together? We both are destined to be with each other, can you?" He questioned again.

"No." I replied.

"Then? There's nothing to be scared about Kyra. If we are happy when we stay together, then what's the problem? Why can't we continue like this? And I don't even want to discuss our past if it creates differences amongst us." He said.

"I want to be with you. Always." I said honestly.

"But every time I see you and want to be with you, the past reappears in front of my eyes. I hate it so much." I continued with difficulty, and tears had started flowing out of my eyes till the end.

"So you decided to distance yourself from me? For what, two months?" He said with a hard voice.

"Because I don't want to get heartbroken again." I replied, shaking my head.

"You think I am going to betray you? Leave you alone, huh?" His voice had raised a bit this time.

"No, it's because of me. I know I trust and believe you completely, but what if it doesn't work? I am going to get heartbroken at the end, ain't I?" I blurted truthfully.

"And what makes you think it won't work? I know I've made a mistake in the past, but it's not going to repeat. We are meant to be together, and I will not let anything separate the two of us. This is my promise to you." He said, and there my heart melted.

"Even if you'll get to know about the reason of my problems?" I asked in a timid voice.

"Nothing won't change my words, Kyra. Nothing." He responded.

I looked at him this time only to find the honesty in his eyes. His eyes were shining with an emotion I couldn't decipher. My hands made their way to the frown etched on his forehead, and I smothered it lightly and felt him smile on my actions.

"Will you forgive me?" I asked, looking at him.

"I did it the very moment you told me your insecurities. Kyra, you need to understand that hiding things would lead to situations like this only. We need to tell each other what we're thinking and feeling so that we feel light. Light with the burden we both know our relationship has." He replied.

"And you know I don't want anything related to the past discussed between us because if it causes this distance, then I am good without solving it." He continued.

"I want to tell you, but not now." I said, looking at him.

"Then assure me that you won't distance yourself again from me." He said, looking at me straight in the eyes.

"I won't." I told him with the same intensity.

"You want to go to the terrace?" He questioned after moments of comfortable silence.

I nodded my head excitedly. The last time we went there, it was definitely not the right moment, but the fact he was there with me was enough. I didn't go there again due to the bitter memories of the night I showed him my scar, but I really need to overcome these thoughts.

We finally reached the terrace, and I parted myself from him, going straight to the very end of the place where I could see the vast ocean in the night.

I felt his presence behind me a couple of seconds later, and he wrapped his arms around me. Without any hesitation this time, I leaned onto him, breathing in the freshness of the air.

For a few minutes, we kept gazing at the beautiful ocean, and I could feel his eyes on me in between. No words were exchanged at the particular moment. It was just me and him trying to take in the precious time we're spending together in each other's arms.

He led me towards the couches and settled both of us with me on his lap sideways. His hands were running in my hair, and I sighed in comfort, leaning on his chest.

"How badly I want to kiss you right now." He muttered.

"Then why don't you?" I asked him in a small voice.

The next moment, his lips captured mine. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. The kiss was slow and sensual as if he was pouring all his love in it. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip, sucking lightly, and I opened my mouth slightly, letting his tongue slide in. His tongue was creating wonders in my mouth, and I felt my body heat at the contact.

A few moments later, we pulled apart breatless. The only sound of our heavy breathing could be heard at 1 in the night. I placed my head on his shoulder, inhaling his musk scent.

"I love you, Kyra. So much that it hurts whenever we're apart." I heard Ahaan's voice in my ears.

"All I want is for you to be mine forever and ever. I never want to lose you again. I know you've married me for the obligation you had, but I know we both are meant to be each other's. Don't even think of getting away from me again because even the slightest thought of you going away from me, leaving me, it makes me so mad, Kyra. I felt empty when you distanced yourself from me. I just want to keep holding you forever, love." He continued, and my eyes had now glistened with tears hearing his words.

My heart tightened in my chest, his words leaving me helpless. I moved my headway from his shoulder and looked straight into his eyes, cupping his face.

"I won't. You're the part of my life that I have accepted, and this time, it'll be us fighting with everything together." I mumbled, tears pouring out of eyes freely.

"Promise." I continued pointing to the small ring on my pinky finger.

"This is - It's the one I-I gave you the first time I proposed." Ahaan said, shocked.

"It is." I said with a small smile.

"You still kept it after what happened?" He asked, running a hand through his hair.

"I am glad I did. This is what made me feel your presence and affection these two months." I said honestly, shrugging at the end.

He buried his face in my hair, and I wrapped my freed arm around his head. The other one was already occupied with his own hand, which was busy grazing the small ring, which could only fit on my pinky finger.

"I am going tomorrow." I mumbled after some time.

"I remember. " He replied.

"But I want you to stay. We'll go together a couple of days later." He continued.

"You know I already told Mom that I'll come a week before Dhruv and Sarah's wedding. But only three days are left now. So, I need to go." I replied, frowning.

"I wish I didn't have a meeting scheduled a day before their wedding day." He grumbled.

"You'll arrive on the wedding day?" I asked.

He hummed and dipped his head in my neck, making me shiver. His face was settled right on my chest, which was heaving from time to time.

"But I'll be alone." I frowned a little sad.

"I promise I'll be there as soon as possible. You have Sarah and Dhruv as well." He said, looking at me.

I didn't miss the fact he hadn't mentioned Aarav. I have clearly noticed that he acts skeptical around Aarav, but I understand why he feels this way.

I placed my forehead on his, and his hands found my waist securing me on the place. My heart was beating loudly, and he placed a small kiss just above my heart, making me shiver. Taking my hand in his, he placed it on top of his heart, and I felt it beating as loudly as mine, making me smile instantly.

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I was walking through the exit of Delhi Airport after a good flight from Mumbai.

I was waiting for the driver. Dad informed me he'd sent one. I was a bit sad about the fact that I'll be going alone to Delhi whereas Ahaan will arrive later. It's like I have adapted a habit of him being with me most of the time. It feels like he's trying his best to compensate for the time we'd spend apart, and I am happy that we do together.

"Kyru." I felt someone tap my shoulder, and I cursed under my breath.

"Baby, Daddy." I squealed, hugging Dhruv.

"Y-you know?" He hesitated.

"Of course, brother dearest." I replied, parting away.

"How free are you? Every single time, it's you who pick me up. Don't you have anything important to do? It's your wedding, after all." I continued with a scrunched up face.

"I was absolutely free. There is nothing to do as Mom has forbid me from working and there's nothing for me to do for the wedding." He replied, shrugging casually.

"How have you been?" He questioned, slightly concerned as we were walking towards the parking lot.

"Never been better." I answered honestly.

"Good." He muttered, nodding his head.

"How have you been?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Uhh- you know everything. There's nothing to hide." He shrugged.

"Well, yeah. I haven't heard anything this shocking in a long time." I responded with a small smile.

"It just happened. But I am glad we'll be together in the end." He said.

"You don't look like you're married. At all." He continued looking at me.

"You want me to roam at places wearing my bridal wear so that you find me like a married woman?" I retorted.

"Well, no, but there are these uhh- other things?" He said or more like asked.

"Geez, just stop it, Dhruv." I muttered, getting inside the passenger seat.

Soon, we exited the airport, getting to the roads of Delhi. The whole way, I kept gazing at the scenes outside the window with both of us randomly talking.

I wish I didn't distance myself from him because it was just last night we'd talk openly after two long months, and now I had to come here alone. If only I wouldn't have resisted him and accepted my insecurities by telling him, things would've been different.

"I know this is not the right time to say this, Kyra, but the two of them have suicided in the prison itself." Dhruv said, stopping the car on red light.

"When?" I questioned in a low voice.

"A month ago. They were being tortured continuously, so it had to end at some point." Dhruv replied.

I only nodded my head in response.

"Everything is done then, right?" I questioned after some time.

"Everything." He said, nodding his head.

The rest of the car ride was almost silent. He took interest in inquiring about my current life, which I gladly told him the necessary details, and I asked him whatever was going on here.

Soon we reached our home, and Dhruv parked his car beside the other ones. I could see many others, meaning our relatives and family have already made their presence here.

"How many people exactly are inside?" I asked in distaste.

"The whole family. Keep counting." He replied with a smug look, making me frown.

I made my way towards the house, and everyone who was present in the living room looked in my direction and started gushing for nothing.

They kept inquiring me about things, my new life, and most importantly, Ahaan. I was feeling happy and contented while answering them because I had honestly never been this satisfied with my life. I still hadn't seen Mom and Dad as they'd informed me that they were busy inside.

In between, I quickly excused myself and went up to my parents' room. Slightly knocking on their door, I entered as soon as I heard their positive response.

"Mom, Dad!" I shouted at the two who were sitting on the bed.

"Kyra." My Mom's eyes instantly light up, and I engulfed her in a bone crashing hug.

"I missed you." I muttered honestly while she was running a hand through my hair.

"I missed you too, child." She responded, cupping my face.

"You didn't miss me?" I heard Dad's voice.

"Of course not, old man." I replied, looking at him.

"Here's no old man. I am your only young and handsome Dad." Dad said proudly.

"Sure, sure." I said with a smile, hugging him.

"How have you been? Did Ahaan treat you well? I hope there was no problem for you in settling." He said seriously.

"I am great, Dad. And Ahaan is also good so you don't need to worry about me." I replied, smiling.

"It's my responsibility to worry about my only daughter." He said, patting my head.

"You were coming two days back, right? So, why today?" Mom asked, looking at me sternly.

"Uhh- There was a lot of work in office. Sarah wasn't here right, so I couldn't leave it alone." I replied, shrugging.

"And where is my son-in-law?" She questioned further.

"He'll arrive the day after tomorrow. Has an important business meeting." I replied.

"I can't believe this. Everyone in this family is just the same. All they care about is work." Mom grumbled, shaking her head.

I looked at Dad, and he seemed completely normal as if he's used to this. He gazed at me and waved his hand dismissively, making me laugh.

"Why are you telling me this? Say this to Ahaan when he arrives." I responded, shrugging my shoulders with a faint smile.

After such a long time, it felt like I was my own self. And I didn't want this to change at all.

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My babies are finally getting married🥹

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