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Author’s POV
The days following the wedding and Pratharv’s disappearance were tense.
The Batra family was trying to return to a semblance of normalcy, but the underlying fear of what Pratharv might do next lingered.
Rudransh was constantly on edge, and his protective instincts were in overdrive.
Meanwhile, Amaira, though still shaken, was determined to not let fear rule her life.
After seeing Aarav and Priya off for their honeymoon, the Batras and Amaira finally returned home.
But this time, Rudransh insisted on being there with them, ensuring their safety at every turn.
The Batras were grateful for his presence, but they also noticed how the tension between him and Amaira had softened into something much deeper, much more profound.
Amaira’s POV
Returning home after Aarav’s wedding felt strange. The house was quieter, with Aarav and Priya gone, and the absence of wedding preparations left a void.
But having Rudransh around made everything a little easier. He was constantly checking in on us, making sure we were safe and comfortable.
And though I appreciated his concern, I could see the worry etched on his face.
One evening, after a long day of trying to settle back into our routine, I found myself in the kitchen, trying to prepare dinner.
My thoughts were a jumble of the recent events, and I barely noticed when Rudransh walked in.
“Need some help, snowflake?” he asked, his voice breaking through my reverie.
I looked up, surprised to see him standing there, his sleeves rolled up as if he was ready to pitch in.
“You want to cook?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
He chuckled, a sound that made my heart flutter despite everything.
“I might not be a master chef, but I can chop vegetables. And besides, I figured you could use some company.”
I smiled, the tension easing slightly.
“I could use some help, actually. These vegetables aren’t going to chop themselves.”
We worked side by side, the silence between us comfortable. Every now and then, our hands would brush, and each time, my heart would skip a beat.
I couldn’t help but steal glances at him, noticing how his features seemed to soften when he was focused on something mundane like slicing carrots.
“Rudra,” I began hesitantly,
“do you think we’ll ever be able to go back to the way things were?”
He paused, looking up from the cutting board.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean… before all this. Before Pratharv and the threats. Do you think we’ll ever have a normal life?”
He set down the knife and turned to face me fully, his eyes serious.
“Amaira, I don’t know what the future holds. But I do know that as long as we’re together, we’ll get through whatever comes our way. I won’t let anything happen to you or your family. I promise you that.”
His words were meant to reassure me, but they also made me realize how much he was shouldering.
He wasn’t just protecting me; he was carrying the weight of all our fears, our hopes, and our future together.
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Tangled souls: a tale of love, loss, reunion
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