Part 2 of the Rajvanshi series.
To write a tale of emotions.
Of hate, of pain, of joy, of love.
What happens when faith plays it game to bring two people together? When the past of one threatens to rain fire on the lives they built together?
Will...
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I thank the woman in front of me as she has done nothing but help me the last seven months. After the doctor gave Kritika an okay and she recovered fully, she went to London. That's where she wants to live, away from her past. She hated the man, when she got to know all he did to me and our mother, she needed to be away. We talk and chat, and I am just happy to know that she is happy.
As for me, everyone in the family agreed with me when I thought of joining therapy. It has helped alot. I have baggage and my therapist has helped me through it all. Through the pain I received as a child, to the death of my mother. To finding my father again and even Atharv Singhania's death, which I stopped thinking about. I am better off that way. Abhimanyu helped me alot through all this as well. He becomes overbearing though. 'Don't do this, don't do that, blah blah.' Today is my last day of therapy, I feel free, as I just walk out of it. My sneakers comfortably slide against the floor as Caden walks beside me with a glare set on his face to scare everyone off. Abhi is paranoid and even though no one else hates me enough to want me dead, he doesn't care.
I exit the psychiatrist office and walk down the two steps to see Abhimanyu standing next to his car with sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose. I hate how he looks so hot and I've turned into a bloody football in the last 7 months. I was 2 months pregnant when Kritika had the "accident" and now I am a day over my due date. Guess my child doesn't wanna come out. Abhi walks up to me, rests his hand on my stomach, while the other supports my back. Oh, God bless him, because my back was five seconds away from snapping. He kisses my cheek and smiles at me. He smells so good.
"How are you Sunflower?"
"Very pregnant and exhausted. Tell your child to get out of me." He rewards me with a breathy laugh and I look down at my now wet legs. Thank God I wore a dress, pants make it more visible. Abhi follows my gaze and sighs. "Did you- pee yourself baby?" I glare up at him. I don't exactly blame him, this has happened before, my bladder is pretty useless right now. "No, you idiot, my water broke." I am surprised by how calm I am. He looks at me, then at Caden, who looks alot more panicked than anyone else and both start screaming weird shit.
"We have to go to the hospital."
"I don't want a birth happening around me."
"Start the car."
"Don't get placenta over the car seat."
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP."
"Caden, I am not giving birth right now or getting placenta over your car seat so shut up. Abhi, baby calm down. I haven't even got my first contraaaa-"
"Fuck."
"Is that a contraction?" Abhi glares at Caden who runs to start the car, while I breathe to calm down, God that hurt. We settle in the car and I focus on my breathing. Abhi calls, God knows who? He should focus on me, I am giving birth right now, that too to his child.
"Dad?" Oh.
"Mom isn't picking up. Listen, I am taking Samaira to the hospital, get mom. I have the bag in the car and I've texted Ruhi chachi, so I just need you guys to come there."
We settle down in our room after we reach the hospital and all I've done is curse my poor husband for the last three hours, since I started having contractions. "Fuck" I grit my teeth and keep my voice as low as I could. The doctor suggested it. Abhimanyu is pushing the hair out of my face, as it sticks to my skin. With one last push, my baby is out and crying.
Oh thank God.
Having babies is exhausting but the tears in Satan's eyes are adorable. Oh my God. I just birthed a spawn of Satan. Wonderful. I cry as they take our child away to clean it and turn to Satan. "I love you so much witch, you're the best thing that ever happened to me."
"I love you too Satan." I whisper as he lightly pecks my lips. I still remember how he reacted when I told him all those months ago.
7 months ago
"I am pregnant."
This man is too quiet for my liking. Does he not want it? We didn't plan a child and we have only been married for around 8 months but still, it's our baby. He isn't even moving. I wave in his face, and click my finger but nothing. Then I slap him. Hard.
"Ouch." Well, it was worth it. "What did you do that for?"
"You weren't even blinking." He looks at me, then at my stomach, then at me again. He has lost his brain. "Since when?" What the fuck is wrong with him? "The doctor just told me. I didn't know before either." He then cups my face and kisses me. Full blown kiss. "We are going to have a child, Witch. Probably a demon but a child none the less. Thank you so much, for making me a father." I laughed at him and kissed him back. The whole family was ecstatic to know this.
Present
And then it's today, Abhimanyu has the same expression. "Thank you so much, for making me a father." What an adorable man I married.
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Two hours later, everyone is in the room gushing over the child in my arms. The first of the new generation. And another reason is because it isn't a demon, like we imagined. Or maybe it is, we'll know when it's older. Abhimanyu cannot keep away from his little girl. Our daughter.
"There hasn't been a girl born in this family for atleast 4 generations. She is the first." Maa looks so happy. Everyone looks happy but maa has a 400 watt smile on her face. Then there is papa. I've never seen him smile this big. My father is also here. I forgave him and even though Abhi still looks skeptical of him, he doesn't say much. After everyone leaves, I stop dad from leaving.
"Dad, Abhi and I talked about this, and even though I have no interest in your throne, or politics or the crown, if my daughter wishes when she is older, she can be your heir. I will not stop her." His face has such a huge smile, it was there when he saw her and it's still there.
"But, Mr. Raghuvanshi, you will take care of her, make sure she is safe and fine, and not just leave her to it like you did with Samaira." Dad nods at his words.
I know if she chooses this, it will be difficult for her. I am not a legitimate child, and being the daughter of an illegitimate one, her battles would be tough. But if she chooses this, then she'll win them all. She is our daughter afterall.
Aarohi Singh Rajvansh.
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THE END
They had a daughter. 💫
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