You Are My Obsession Till Eternity

Chapter 60

Author's POV,

Rudra stepped forward, his eyes never leaving Pihu's, and handed her a bouquet of roses—red, yellow, and white. His gaze softened as he prepared to speak, his voice steady but rich with meaning. "Each color signifies something," he began. "Red for love, yellow for friendship, and white for new beginnings."

He paused, and when he spoke again, his voice grew quieter, almost as if the weight of his past mistakes bore down on him. "Pearl, the black roses I gave you before... they were a reflection of the man I was. A man consumed by his own darkness, by the fear of losing you, which pushed me to control everything around me." His voice wavered slightly, revealing the strain of his regrets. "I was so blinded by my need to keep you close, to make you mine, that I lost sight of what truly matters—your happiness, your freedom, your love for me."

He looked down at the bouquet, his thumb absently tracing the petals as he continued. "I used those roses to express my love, but they were also a symbol of my flaws, my inability to let go of the past shadows that haunted me."

When he looked back up at Pihu, his voice was softer, almost pleading. "But you... you changed everything. You brought light into my life—a light I had lost long ago, a light I didn't know I needed. You slowly began to burn away the darkness."

His tone became more tender, laced with both admiration and a touch of desperation, as he added, "My darkness had made me blind to emotions. I thought possession was love, but you showed me what it means to love someone without trying to possess them, to cherish someone without holding them captive."

Rudra's voice grew softer still, almost breaking with vulnerability, as he continued, "These roses I'm giving you now... they're different. The red roses still represent my love, but it's not the same as before. It's a love that's grown, matured. A love that's patient and kind, that understands the importance of trust and respect." His voice dropped to a near whisper, as if confessing a deeply personal truth. "The yellow roses are for friendship because I've come to realize that before anything else, I want to be your friend. I want to be the one you can turn to, laugh with, share your fears and dreams with."

He held up the white roses, his voice filled with hope but also a slight tremble of uncertainty. "And the white roses... they're for new beginnings. For the fresh start we both deserve. I want to leave the past behind, to move forward with you, side by side."

Rudra's voice was barely audible now, his emotions laid bare. "I've made mistakes—so many mistakes—but I'm not that man anymore. Now, I just want to be the man who makes you smile, who brings you peace and happiness. I want to be the man you can lean on, the man who stands by your side, not in front of you or behind you, but with you."

His hand trembled slightly as he reached out, gently taking hers. His voice was raw, filled with a mix of fear and hope. "Pearl, I know you've already forgiven me and given me a chance yesterday, but today I want to ask you again—for a chance to show you that I can be the husband you deserve. The partner who supports you, loves you, and respects you."

When he knelt on one knee, holding out the ring, his voice was thick with emotion, his vulnerability fully exposed. "Will you marry me again, Pearl?" he asked, his words carrying the weight of everything he was and everything he hoped to be. "Will you accept me as your husband in front of the world? Not as the man I was, but as the man I am now—the man who loves you with every fiber of his being."