With You Until The End ✔️

37. How many kids do you want?

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Aarav's POV

"Yes." I confessed honestly staring deeply into her grey eyes.

The eyes always make me forget everything around me.

Which makes me feel new emotions.

Our heartbeat synced as we both were breathing unevenly.

"I missed you too." She whispered with a smile.

My lips curved up on their own accord as I smiled back at her.

Look at me.

A person who hardly smiled is now smiling often like a maniac.

And it's because of her.

My Rhea.

My Tigress.

My wife.

"What?" She murmured averting her eyes from me as a blush covered cheeks.

"You look beautiful." I replied gazing at her, tugging a hair strand behind her ear.

An amused smile twitched on her lips as she chuckled.

"Gosh. When did you become like this?" Her eyes shone with amusement.

"Like what?" I countered back kissing her cheeks.

"Like this. Ro...romantic." She confided stammering and her face immediately dug down.

A smug smile appeared on my face.

I just love how she blushes because of me.

I held her chin gently making her face me.

"Because." I drawled pulling her closer to me until there was no space between us. And she shivered as her breathing became erratic.

My hold was firm but gentle around her waist and she scrunched my coat in her left hand.

"My wife is hopelessly romantic." I teased with a cheeky grin.

She hit my chest slightly.

And I chuckled hugging her.

"You look so cute when you blush." I said flicking her nose.

We stayed in the same position just observing each other's faces.

And I could never get tired of watching her.

Gosh, she looks so ethereal.

Her hair always makes my mind kinda go crazy.

I always want her hair to be open I don't know why.

That's why my hand automatically goes to her hair whenever it is in a bun.

And it's just so it's smooth and lengthy.

She just looks more beautiful that way.

"Did you go to the doctor?" I enquired as I picked her up in my arms gently.

She hmmed lying on my shoulder as she sighed closing her eyes.

"What did he say?" I asked making her sit on the bed and then settled her legs on the bed.

"He cleaned my wounds. Re aided my injuries. My fractures are healing quicker than expected. So maybe they will take the cast down in 2 weeks. I guess by November end I would be fully recovered." She dictated as if reciting a poem.