HIS QUEEN OF DARKNESS

4.Breaking the walls

Again ! a super late update.
And song of the day is....

Do Dil mil rahe hain
Magar chupke chupke 🤭

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This song is dedicated to someone in the chapter well you will get to know about the new couple in the upcoming chapters. Stay tuned ✨

Please read the note at the end !

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RUDRANSH'S POV

It's been two days since I moved into Rajvanshi Mansion. Currently it's 4 am, I'm leaving for the nearest Shiv Mandir to offer my prayers, a routine I've maintained since years

As I descend the stairs, I see Mom sitting on the couch, waiting for me, just as she has been doing for the past two days. She's looking for small moments to spend with me.

The moment she senses my presence, her face lights up with a warm smile. She approaches me, with a hint of hesitation in her voice.

"Are you ready? Would you mind taking me to the temple with you?"

I know the past can't be changed, and what's lost is gone forever. But for those who genuinely love and care for me, I've decided to change for them .

For my family's sake, I'll transform myself. Rebuilding our bonds won't be easy, but it's not impossible. Everyone's making an effort, and I must do my part.

I myself constructed walls between myself and my family;

now it's my duty to bridge the gap. I may not be able to break those walls completely, but I can try to reduce their height.

It pains me to see my mother, being hesitant to spend time with her own son. She deserves to order me around like other mothers do.

My mind taunts me: "You're not like other sons. You neglected your responsibilities as a son, grandson, and a elder brother. You yourself created this distance."

If you can't be the reason for someone's happiness and smile it's fine but never be the reason for someone's pain and tears.

It has been over a decade but those memories, her words , her image is still the same.

With these thoughts swirling in my mind, I approach Mom, struggling to find the right words. I fear my words might hurt her, and I don't know how to make things right.

And what I did , I just noded
As I walked out of the mansion with Mom, I realized she struggled to keep up with my pace due to her age and health. I slowed down, and when we reached the car, I opened the passenger door for her.

"Are you comfortable, Mom?" I asked.

She smiled warmly and sat down. As I drove, I sensed her fear. Oh, she's still afraid of my driving skills.

The memory of our car crash during my initial driving days resurfaced. Fortunately, she wasn't hurt, but I was. After that incident, she prohibited me from driving, fearing I'd get hurt again.

Now, as I noticed her discomfort with the speed, I slowed down. "Don't worry, I'm not that old 19-year-old boy. I have experience in driving, trust me we aren't going to end up in a car crash again and if we did there's no way I am going to put my mother's life at stake, i myself will die before something happen.."

Before I could finish, she slapped my left arm firmly. "Dare you to complete your words!" she exclaimed, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I'm not afraid to lose myself; I'd gladly give my remaining days to protect my son," she declared.