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SHIVANI'S POV

It's been four days. Rudraksh has started coming late from office. It's been a wonderful month. I feel much lighter, much safer now that my husband knows about everything. He doesn't see me differently, he doesn't holds me like I am fragile, he still kisses me deeply, passionately, still holds me tightly when he wishes to, he doesn't treat me different at all. No one does. Maa and Chachi did cry a lot when Rudraksh told them everything, but since than they have just been usual, showering their love on me.

Maa gave me khaandani necklace yesterday, it's very pretty. There are certain changes definitely, like everyone forces me to eat, they say I don't eat like an adult, so now I am eating much more, I went shopping with Chachi and Aditi ji, they said I should discover my own style rather than wearing what my mother gave to me. So I bought lots of clothes, a whole new wardrobe because they threw away everything I bought from there.

The biggest surprise was, that Rudraksh hired Madhav Uncle, I missed him a lot and now it feels I have everything I ever wanted. So it was all good changes.

But since last few days, I barely see Rudra. And even if I don't want to, even when I trust him completely, my mind plays dirty tricks with me. In the back of my mind, there are whispers that I am not enough for him. He has told me on several occasions that he wants me, so I try to fight and most of the times I win, but I can't, I don't want to depend on him, but the way he looks at me, the way he holds me, everything matters to me, he told me that his thoughts about me Or for that matter anyone's doesn't decide my self worth, I know it's correct, but I can't change it in a day. I have always been controlled by my parents, I have always evaluated myself from their eyes and I guess I have replaced them with Rudra.

I sit in the living room, watching the clock ticking by. I have to talk to him. I try to distract myself with a book, the Tv, but every time my thoughts drift to Rudraksh, I wonder where he is, why he's out late. I know it sounds crazy, but my fear of abandonment and losing him eats at me. I close my eyes, trying to push away the doubts and the voices that whisper that I'm not good enough for him. It's a battle that I fight alone, not wanting to burden him with my insecurities, but the fight feels like a losing one.

The sound of the door opening snaps me back from my thoughts. I look up to see Rudraksh walking in, his suit jacket slightly loosened. My heart skips a beat as I take him in. I watch him silently as he walks over to me, his expression neutral.

"You're still awake?" He asks taking a seat next to me. I nod, closing the book on my lap. "I couldn't sleep," I admit, my voice soft. My heart is racing, my mind filled with a million questions, but I don't know how to ask them without sounding like a clingy, insecure wife. Rudraksh leans back on the couch, his eyes studying me for a moment. "Is everything okay?" he asks, his voice filled with concern. He moves closer, his hand coming to rest lightly on my thigh.I can't help but shiver at his touch, the warmth of his hand sending a jolt through me. "Yeah, everything's fine," I say, forcing a smile. Rudraksh sees the doubt in my eyes, and his expression softens. He moves closer to me, his hand gently cupping my chin and tilting my face up to look at him. "You're lying," he says, his voice firm. "I can see it in your eyes."

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