𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥

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Siddharth made up his mind. No matter what happened, today he was going to reveal everything and talk to Neha, no matter the consequences. He braced himself for whatever reactions she might have and even mentally prepared to fall at her feet

Siddharth heaved a huge sigh before he opened the door, but what he saw made him pause in his steps and stare in surprise.

Every light in the house was turned off, replaced by the soft, flickering glow of candles lit everywhere. As he took slow steps inside, his eyes fell on the dinner table, which was beautifully adorned with rose petals surrounding the casseroles.

He heard a throat clearing sound and turned around, only to find Neha standing with her hands folded in front of her. She was draped in a sparkly black saree with a sleeveless blouse, her hair cascading in curly waves. Before he could say anything, she squealed excitedly, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Unakaga dhan yellam pannen! Pudichiruka?

( I made all this for you! Do you like it?)

However, she frowned when she saw his teary eyes.

Yennachu Siddharth?

( What happened, Siddharth?)

Neha asked as she approached him and cupped his face, concern etched all over her features. Siddharth gently took her palms into his, cradling it close to his heart. With a deep breath, he revealed,

I'm scared to give you what you want

Neha furrowed her eyebrows,

Yenna?

( What?)

Ennala marubadiyum nee hurt aguradhuku karanama aga mudhiyadhu

( I can't become the reason behind hurting you again)

A sob broke out of him as he talked.

Siddharth nee yenna olarae? Nee yenna pannae?

( Siddharth, what are you blabbering? What did you do?)

Siddharth looked up at his wife's face. She was very concerned and worried for him. He took a deep breath and revealed,

Ennala dhan Neha unaku miscarriage achu

( I am the reason behind your miscarriage)

Neha blinked at him,

What?

Adhu yedho, I have less quality sperms adhunala the babies couldn't survive the pregnancy, and idhuku aprom namaku pregnant aguradhae kashthamam Ennala dhan idhu yellame, na oru racer'ndhra naala dhan Ana ennala unkita solla mudhiyala, adhunala naan dhan unkiterdhu marachen

( They said that I have less quality sperms which is why the babies couldn't survive the pregnancy, and it'll be even harder for us to conceive. It's all because of me, because I'm a racer. But I didn't know how to tell you this, so I'm the one who made sure you didn't know about this)

Siddharth felt his heart sink as Neha's hands slowly withdrew from his, leaving his palms cold and empty. He couldn’t bring himself to meet her gaze, tears spilling down his cheeks as he braced himself for her anger or disappointment. Instead, he felt her hands gently cup his face, lifting his chin until their eyes met.

To his shock, Neha wasn’t angry at all. Her eyes were filled with concern, her expression soft and caring. Siddharth was confused, expecting her to be upset, but all he saw was worry, as if she was more concerned about his pain than anything else.
Neha softly whispered as she wiped his tears with her thumb,