My Bodyguard

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Aarav POV

Ira isn't being herself.

She's been silent, not eating well or sleeping well. She's just silent.

She doesn't stop talking. She just rambles whatever she saw or did the whole day, even the smallest things.

I didn't know what to do and I've been thinking about it.

It angers me that she saw the man and what I assumed was true.

She was sexually assaulted since she was a child but she doesn't remember nor understood what it was.

The first time she told me- I was livid.

I knew the moment she told me and she was being really oblivious, not understanding even a bit and I couldn't explain.

I didn't have the heart to explain.

She's my gem. Mine.

"Do you want to go to grocery store?" I asked her- I'm actually trying to make her distracted.

She goes to work silent, comes back silent. I just couldn't take it.

"I don't feel like going out." She mumbled, laying on the bed and staring out the window.

"We can get a new squeaky soap." She turned, looking at me and I know she has been using mine because hers is already finished.

It was one of the first thing she was so excited about. I remember how happy she looked to have her own body wash and a brand new toothbrush.

A freaking toothbrush.

"I want to get a new flavour." She mumbled and I cracked a small smile, knowing that she's convinced.

"Any flavour you want."

She clutched on my hand, staring at body wash and I was surprised myself on how many types there were.

"Cherry blossom seems nice. What do you think?" She looked at me, holding out the bottle to me and I nodded.

"Do you like it?" She nodded her head, holding it close to her and we walked around but she still looked not okay.

"Get anything you want." Ira looked at me, shaking her head.

"I don't want to waste. I only need this." She said showing her body wash and I pulled her, knowing that she's been eyeing the water tumbler.

She always glances at it whenever we come here.

"Get any colour you want. I know you want it." I said pointing at the tumbler but she had the guilty face.

She always has that face whenever she wants something.

"But it's 2 digits. 2 digits for a water tumbler is expensive."

"Who said 2 digits are expensive?" I questioned because most of the things are like that and not everything is expensive.

"Father. That's why he never bought me anything." She said looking at me innocently with those dark brown eyes and I am livid.

Why are they such a problem?

Why the fuck haven't they died yet?!

"There's no such thing. Take whatever you want." I said sternly and she only listens when I say it sternly.

She doesn't budge when I say it softly, looking at me guiltily but I want her to enjoy things. I want her to know that she can get anything she wants.

There's no limit for her.

Ira grabbed a white water tumbler and a pack of frozen cookie dough, looking at me excitedly.

"I found frozen cookie dough! We can just bake and eat them! It's so cool!" She looked so excited, smiling at me and I missed this.

I missed her smile.

And it hurts my heart that she didn't know most of these things existed.

"I'll take ice cream-

"We can make it into ice cream sandwich!" She looked at me in excitement and I nodded, smiling at her.

Ira was being better, baking cookies with me and she was giddy, excited to see the cookies bake.

She bent down to the oven, staring at it and for the first time- I was excited to see her like that.

But I quickly pushed it away, shaking my head by myself.

"It will be done in 10 minutes." She said getting beside me and I glanced at her, nodding my head.

"I'm going to shower." I mumbled, wanting to get away but she hugged me, tip toeing like she always does.

"Thank you for making me feel better. I really appreciate it and I'm sorry if I was the reason you left the old job. I'm sorry."

"Nothing is your fault. I didn't want to be there anymore. It's my choice." I said wrapping my arms around her and she was clutching on me tightly, nodding her head,

She always nods and it looks so cute.

"But thank you. For everything." She mumbled, staring at me and she tip toed, making me lean down and kissed my lips.

I am surprised.

I am so surprised because she made the first move.

I pulled her close, kissing her back and pulled her up, making her press herself close to me, clinging to my neck.

I made her sit on the countertop, holding her close and kissed her soft pink lips.

I love her lips- I love her.

I love my wife.