𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑫𝑰𝑻𝑨: 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐞 - Yours With All My Heart

|44|•ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀɴᴛ• (🌶️)

ANIRUDH

Today is one of the most significant and proudest days of my life. My little Bondita, my Butterfly, has become a barrister-a strong, confident, and fearless barrister. I have experienced many moments of happiness in my life, but none compare to what I feel today. Seeing her stand tall, wearing that black robe with such dignity, fills my heart with a joy I cannot describe. She has made me the proudest man on earth, the happiest too. My love for her is infinite, boundless, like the vast sky above... but she is more than that-she is my world, my everything.

It's been hours since I left Bondita in her office, and now I sit in mine. But even here, away from her, I can't help but see her. I arranged her desk right in front of the door so I could watch her, and I made sure to keep my door open, just a little bit. There she is, a little distance away, absorbed in her work, flipping through files with a slight frown on her face. Her forehead creases with concentration, and I know she's trying to untangle some legal complexity. Her lips purse slightly when she is confused-it's an endearing habit that makes my heart flutter every time I see it. Her small sighs, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk... I could watch her forever, lost in her world, unaware of how beautiful she looks when she's deep in thought.

I smile to myself, trying to focus on my own work, though it's hard when my heart is somewhere else. My desk is covered in papers, files, and documents-cases from the dark days when Tulsipur and Krishnanagar were enemies. Each document is a reminder of the bitter feud, of the lives that were lost, of the mistakes that were made... and how deeply I regret them. If Bondita had not entered my life when she did, I don't know what path I would have taken. She came to me like a beam of light in the darkness, challenging my beliefs, questioning my decisions, teaching me to see the world with a new perspective. She made me realize that my strength lies not in power or pride, but in compassion and understanding.

Bondita... she is more than a wife, more than a partner. She is my guiding star, the light that shows me the way even in the darkest nights. Her laughter, her wit, her fierce sense of justice... all these things make her who she is, make me love her more every day. And today, as I watch her across the hall, I realize that my little Butterfly has grown her own wings. She's soaring, and I couldn't be prouder.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes for a moment, feeling an overwhelming surge of emotion. I didn't know love could feel this way-so all-encompassing, so profound. I didn't know it could make a man feel complete, yet yearning for more. More moments with her, more memories, more life. I wonder what I ever did to deserve a woman like Bondita in my life. And then I smile because I know... I am simply blessed.

I picked up my pen, trying to concentrate on the case files, but all I could think about was fucking Chandrachur. That bastard. I'm handling his case, and he's already been sentenced to seven years in prison. Seven fucking years. That's all he gets for everything he's done? For the lives he destroyed, the families he tore apart? The motherfucker deserves so much more, but the law is the law, and I can't do anything about it. Seven years, and he'll be free. But what about the people who died because of him? What about their justice?

And that's not even the worst of it. The bastard tried to rape Bondita-my Bondita. He tried to break her in every fucking way he could. I swear to God, I will never forget that for as long as I fucking live. Not a chance. I can forgive a lot of things, but not that. Never that. Because of him, I ended up hurting Bondita too-hurting her feelings, her trust, everything that mattered between us. And I fucking hate myself for that. Every single time I think about it, it feels like a knife twisting in my chest.

I'll never forgive myself for what I did to her, for the pain I caused. Every time I made her cry, every time I saw her smile fade because of me... it fucking kills me. I hate myself for all the ways I failed her, for every damn mistake I made. But no matter how much I hate myself, I'm grateful that she's here with me now. My Bondita... she's with me, she's safe, and she's fucking strong. Stronger than I ever imagined. And I know she'll be with me forever.