The Devil and I

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Abhiman's POV

My hands were threading in her hair while she was asleep beside me since last night. Her pale face somewhat peaceful as she lied in my arms with IV drip connected to her hand. She was getting better is what doctors said.

Last night, her confession turned my life upside down. No one, and I mean absolutely no one must go through something, anything like this. And this was my wife. I made a vow to myself that whoever the fuck who thought can have my wife, will beg for their death. I will make their life so hard that death will be their easy way out.

I will kill that bastard lying in my basement limb by limb. Deflecting pain in every muscle of his body. I will cut every centimetre of his skin until he becomes a blood piping bag. Nothing will do justice, but my brain couldn't help plotting his demise.

I didn't wink. I was lost in the beauty of my wife. She is a goddess. Not only physically but in every aspect. She is my inspiration. This woman has gone through so much in the shadows. She has experienced so many bad things and still here she is from day one, acting all tough and rough. Like a little ray of sunshine.

My little ray of sunshine.

That's when it hit me. My past, my problems is nothing in front of her, a mere breakup broke me so much that I couldn't accept my wife. I am not comparing our problems. Hell no.

But I am inspired by the way she looks at her life. I sigh and kiss her forehead while whispering against her face,
"Nobody will ever think of harming you ever again my wife."

And I step out of the bed. As soon as walked downstairs I was greeted with a tensed Arjun working on his laptop. This might be a first. His non-chalant face looking all worked up and hmm, cannot figure it out but tensed.

I cleared my throat to bring his attention towards me. Wtf?

Definitely something is wrong. Guy didn't even raise his head. I went near him, "hey." I said.

He looked up from his screen. His expressions changed all over. He was smiling now. Such a bitch.

"Heyyy. Good morning pineapple. Looking very good very nice." He said annoying the shit out of me.

I flipped him off and walked towards the kitchen. I will ask him later. Now I need to make Noor a good breakfast.

After an hour of preparing my wife's breakfast I took a deep breath being proud with my work. I settled the breakfast tray with her favourite food. Hehe, she will love it.

I was called in between of my prep as doctors had arrived to check up on Noor. The doctors did their work and told me that she was fine and off the drips for now. They will give her the medication and she should not take stress at all. And they also suggested me to go for a few more blood reports after a few weeks to see whether the medication is working or not.

"Also doctor, does she have to be on a bedrest or any special care I need to take?" I asked.

"Uhm No. She if fine physically. It was one of her episodes. She got triggered due to it. But seeing her recovery even I am shocked. Pretty quick I must say." She replied.