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--⋆You were unsure which pain is worse- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will ⋆--

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--⋆You were unsure which pain is worse- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will ⋆--

10 years ago

"Karan," Sitaara warned him. A comet passed overhead, a brilliant streak of white-tinged blue.

"It's such a small pill! C' mon," Karan sulked. Sitaara wrapped an arm around her swollen belly. They had made it to their 9th month and still, she wasn't used to those pills. 

"How is that thing small?" Sitaara feigned a shudder earning an eye roll from him.

"Taara, you are going to have a daughter soon, you know," Karan teased. Sitaara raised her eyebrow with her lips parted before her face morphed into an exaggerated disappointment. Her chin pinched up and her lips nibbled between her teeth. Her eyes cast down as if she was going to cry.

" Baby, we are going to get you a new father! This 6 feet 1 inch guy is being a big time bully," Sitaara complained to her unborn baby caressing the bump as gently as possible. she twisted her lips at him.

"Nah! I don't think no one can tolerate your drama if not for me!" Karan blurted, and almost instantly he realized his blunder and clamped a hand over his mouth. His eyes widened as he saw her cheeks flush red and her eyes glowering at him.

"Okay, you don't get to ask for a new husband and ditch me like that! I am also going to marry someone then!" Karan shrugged his shoulder to put out his facade of fear in front of her. He knew she would bawl her eyes out.

Karan flinched as her slender fingers grabbed his collar pulling him forward. His eyes leveled up to hers as she glared into them. Karan could only think about how gorgeous her brown eyes were. His lips quirked up as her lips came into his line of vision. He loved her boldness and I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude always!

"I am your only wife," she spat angrily.

"I only asked for a new father for her. If someone would be your wife, it will always be me! Did you get that? If I even see you calling a random girl out for a coffee, I'll smash your head with the ugly Egyptian vase," she seethed which only made his smirk widen. He loved her for this.

 He bit his smirk back as he made an innocent expression. He pecked her lips making her cheeks heat up in red. He sniffed into the air making her eye him suspiciously.

"Do I smell something burning?" He teased. Her eye brows shot up and she pushed him down the couch. He thumped and stumbled. He looked up at her.

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