Married to the Devil

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After a few days, Pooh decided to take Pavel to a rural temple. He had heard about a special place known for its powerful blessings and protective amulets. He hoped it would bring some peace and comfort to Pavel, helping him to feel safe and protected.

The drive to the temple was peaceful, the countryside rolling by in a blur of greens and gold. Pavel sat quietly, gazing out of the window, his hand firmly clasped in Pooh's. Pooh occasionally glanced at him, offering reassuring smiles.

When they arrived, the temple was serene and beautiful, nestled among ancient trees. The air was filled with the scent of incense and the sounds of chanting monks. The tranquility of the place seemed to soothe Pavel immediately, and he breathed deeply, feeling some of his tension melt away.

Pooh led Pavel to a small shrine within the temple grounds. There, an elderly monk greeted them with a warm smile. Pooh explained their situation briefly, and the monk nodded understandingly. He invited them to sit and began a quiet, heartfelt prayer for their protection and peace.

After the prayer, the monk took out a small, intricately designed amulet. He handed it to Pooh, who then turned to Pavel.

"Pavel, this is a safety amulet," Pooh said gently, holding the amulet up so Pavel could see. "It's meant to protect you and bring you peace. I want you to have it."

Pavel looked at the amulet, then back at Pooh, his eyes filled with gratitude and emotion. "Thank you, Pooh," he whispered.

Pooh carefully put the amulet around Pavel's neck, ensuring it was secure. As the amulet settled against his chest, Pavel felt a strange sense of warmth and calm wash over him.

The monk blessed the amulet, chanting softly. When he finished, he smiled at Pavel. "This amulet will protect you, but remember, the greatest protection comes from the love and care you share with each other."

Pavel nodded, his eyes glistening with tears. "Thank you," he said to the monk.

As they left the temple, Pavel felt lighter, the weight of the past days' nightmares beginning to lift. Pooh held his hand, and they walked back to the car, the sun setting behind them, casting a golden glow over the temple.

In the car, Pavel looked at Pooh, his heart full. "I feel better, Pooh. Thank you for bringing me here."

Pooh smiled, squeezing his hand. "Anything for you, Pavel. I just want you to feel safe and happy."

With the amulet resting against his heart, Pavel felt a newfound sense of security. He knew there would still be challenges ahead, but with Pooh by his side and the protective amulet, he felt ready to face them. Together, they would heal and find peace, one step at a time.

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Days passed, and Pavel's condition seemed to worsen. He lost his appetite, became irritable, and often cried over small things. Pooh grew increasingly worried, watching helplessly as Pavel's emotional state fluctuated unpredictably.

One evening, in an attempt to lift Pavel's spirits, Pooh decided to take him out for dinner at Pavel's favorite restaurant. They ordered Pavel's favorite dish, hoping it would bring some comfort. However, right after the first bite, Pavel's face turned pale. He abruptly stood up and rushed to the washroom, with Pooh following closely behind.

In the washroom, Pavel vomited violently, clutching the sink for support. Pooh stood by his side, holding his hair back and rubbing his back soothingly. "It's okay, Pavel. Just let it out," he whispered, trying to comfort him.

After a few moments, Pavel straightened up, wiping his mouth with a trembling hand. "I don't understand, Pooh. What's wrong with me?"

"We're going to the hospital," Pooh said firmly, his worry deepening. "We need to find out what's going on."

At the hospital, after a series of check-ups and tests, the doctor finally returned with the results. He smiled warmly at the couple. "Well, I have some surprising news for you both. Pavel, you're pregnant."

Pavel's eyes widened in shock. "Pregnant? But... how?"

The doctor chuckled softly. "What do you mean by how ...you've been through one miscarriage and here you are , pregnant with a rainbow baby "

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Right after the doctors announced that Pavel was pregnant, his face fell. He touched his amulet, staring at Pooh with a mixture of fear and guilt. Pooh, equally quiet and processing the news, felt a wave of unease wash over him.

As they stepped out of the hospital, Pooh gently asked, "Pavel, are you ready to have this baby?"

Pavel suddenly burst into tears, his face crumpling as he hugged Pooh tightly. "I'm sorry, Pooh," he sobbed, his voice breaking.

Confused, Pooh held Pavel, trying to understand what was happening. Just then, several police officers approached them. Before Pooh could react, the officers handcuffed him, their expressions stern.

"What's going on?" Pooh demanded, struggling against the restraints.

One of the officers replied, "Pooh, you're under arrest for the murder of your father."

Pooh's heart sank as realization dawned on him. He looked at Pavel, who was staring back at him with tear-filled eyes. It was Pavel who had reported him to the police.

"I... I will take care of the baby," Pavel said, his voice trembling. "I'm so sorry, Pooh. I had to do it."

Pooh's mind raced, a whirlwind of emotions crashing over him. Anger, betrayal, sadness, and love all battled for dominance. "Pavel... why?" he managed to choke out, his voice barely a whisper.

Pavel's eyes pleaded for understanding. "I couldn't live with what happened. I couldn't let it go. I had to do what was right, for us, for our baby."

The officers began to lead Pooh away, and Pavel's knees buckled, overwhelmed by the weight of the situation. "Pooh, please understand," he cried out. "I love you. I didn't want this, but I couldn't keep living with the guilt."

" all i did was trying to save you from my dad , Pavel".. " and you repay me like this ? even after knowing that you're pregnant ?.. I mean i can win the trail by buying the whole police with the money i have , if i haven't stepped in and didn't kill him , he would kill you.. not me .. he was coming to kill you.." 

Pooh looked  at Pavel, his expression a mixture of sorrow and dissapointment. Pavel was staring at him with tears welled up in his eyes.

As Pooh was taken away by the police, Pavel collapsed to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Pooh stopped in the middle as he stared at Pavel , for one last time . Pooh sighed thinking how things can change in a blink of an eye . 

He stepped in the police jeep , all the moments he had spent with Pavel came into his mind as a flashback .. their first kiss , the wedding night, their heated arguments , kitchen sex, their picnic , their hospital sex and how Pavel said he would stand on Pooh's side even if a whole world would stood against him. Pooh slowly bite back his tears as he reminiced the past . He was happy for few seconds .. knwoing that he's going to be a dad but now he's going to miss all the moments as he doesn't know how long he's going to stay inside the prison . Pooh had all the power to turn down Police's request but since his own husband betrayed him like this..Pooh decided to stay quiet.

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As Pooh's police jeep drove away, it suddenly veered onto a deserted road and came to an abrupt stop. Confused, Pooh turned around to see what was happening. Out of nowhere, a group of people appeared, overpowering the officers in the jeep with quick, efficient movements.

Pooh's heart raced as he watched the scene unfold. Before he could fully comprehend, someone dragged him out of the vehicle, swiftly unlocking his handcuffs. As he turned to see his rescuer, his eyes widened in shock. It was none other than Pavel, standing before him and sobbing violently.