LOVE AGAIN | 18+ || ✔

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A A R N A

"In that case, you are charming too," I state looking into his eyes.

His grey orbs gauges deep into my brown eyes, and then negatively shakes his head. "No. I'm not Aarna. I didn't ever. . . Make you feel special. I just made things awkward between us. It's you who stabilised our relationship. Your care and efforts made me believe our relationship has so much to know, things that can actually work out. Otherwise, I never knew arranged marriage held so many surprises with the person you're bonded to."

I chuckle, touching the pendant he made me wear just a few minutes ago. It's a rainbow Shiva moonstone necklace with a lotus design on the outer covering.

"My parents were arranged too. But from their bond, It never felt to me like they were unknown or forced into the bond. It was as if they were made for each other. Arrange marriages or love marriages both are best. It depends on the person who runs the relationship. Both people are responsible for everything that happens between them. About our marriage. It's not solely me Avyan. It's you too. I've seen your efforts to make me feel better. Made me comfortable with you, the surroundings. In the starting days, I felt bored, that's a fact, but later you changed that for me. Now, it's like I can be with you forever even if I have nothing else in life."

He changes the gear softly touching my palm and holding it near his heart. "Do you hear this?" His eyes stare affectionately.

"This is the rapid heartbeat when you talk to me. Do you think I've got a crush on you?"

My cheeks turn pink as soon as his words place a heavy throb in my fragile heart. "How am I supposed to answer that?"

Crush on me? Isn't I already in love with him? Is this called love? The rapid heartbeats, a whole zoo in my stomach, thinking about him twenty-four seven of my life.

He lets out a laugh, "Because you're the only one I like nowadays. Damn, I can't stop myself from thinking about you. Even if I'm acting, promoting my movies, talking to someone. It's you I always think of, worried about. That someone is waiting for me at home. The feeling of owning something. You. Own in not that way, but I have you Aarna. You're mine right? Always?"

My heartbeats can explode any time if he continues to speak like this. Does he realise what he's saying? How am I supposed to take all of his feelings so casually? It feels as if the entire world is in my hands and I absolutely feel clueless about how to hold so much of happiness.

"I don't know what to say. Really." I force a coy smile. "I want you to know there's no one between us. Jaise mein aapki hoon, Avyan. Aap mere ho na? Aap par mera Haq hai na?"

As if sensing my rapid hormones, he presses my palm softly against his lips, and his touch lingers on my skin until I realise we've reached home. "I'm always yours Aarna. Always. Mein tumhara hoon. You don't have to ask me for anything If it's about me. You've every right to me except to betray my heart."
Our eyes lock, and I can grasp what he is meaning to say. I press my palm softly and assure him.

I look at him curiously, "You said you're taking me to the hospital." He unbuckles his seatbelt and walks over to my side unlocking the door. He leans over and unbuckles my seatbelt.

"It's that man who's injured. Not dead. Absolutely I care. For Sanjana, not him. And she's going to be safe with her security there." He says, brushing my hair out of my face.

"But at least call her once if she's okay. What about Heer?" I ask. He lifts my chin, to make me look into his eyes.

"What's my name, love?"