REYA SHARMA
She's got the eyes of innocence, the face of an angel. A personality of a dreamer and a smile that hides more pain than you can ever imagine.
VAYUSH KASHYAP
"...Her eyes make me think of wide open skies that I've never actually seen, onl...
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I dialed Reya's number as I walked back to my quarters after a long day. My heart raced as the phone rang, each second dragging painfully.
Her due date was approaching, and the need to be with her was becoming unbearable.
I had been trying everything to get leave, reaching out to my superiors, but it felt like hitting a wall every time.
Finally, she answered, her voice soft and familiar. “Vayu..”
“Sunflower…” I sighed, my frustration slipping into my tone.
“I’m trying, I swear I’m trying to get there.” Words immediately left my mouth in regret.
There was a brief pause, and I could imagine her shaking her head, smiling that calm, reassuring smile she always had.
“It’s okay, Vayu. Everyone is here. Maa, Papa, my parents and even Navi too. Don’t stress out.”
I clenched my jaw, the guilt rising in my throat. She never complained, never showed how much it bothered her, but I knew better.
I knew she wanted me there. I wanted to be the one by her side, holding her hand, seeing our child come into this world. I wanted to be there to take care of her, but the army had other plans.
“I’m not panicking, Sunflower. I just… I hate that I’m not there. You shouldn’t have to do this alone.”
She chuckled softly, but it didn’t reach her usual warmth. “Vayu, I’m not alone. I’ve got everyone.”
Her voice was steady, but I could hear the faint trace of sadness she was trying to hide. It made my chest tighten.
“Mujhe udhar hona chaiye tha tere saath but main nahi hoon..” I muttered, my frustration coming through. “I don’t want to miss this.”
“Vayu,” she said softly, “Even if you’re not physically here, you’re still with me. Always.”
"Mere dil mein hai tu, hai na little one?"
She asked to our unborn child leading to an impromptu smile on my lips.
I leaned against the doorframe, rubbing the back of my neck. “But I don’t want to miss it, Sunflower. I want to see the baby, our baby, to be there when you need me.”
There was a soft sigh on the other end of the line. “I know, and I want that too, Vayu. But you being safe —that's enough for me right now.”
Her words gave me some comfort, but the urge to be there, to hold her, and to see our child was still gnawing at me.
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I was patrolling the camp when I spotted my senior officer nearby. Without wasting a second, I rushed over to him, my heart pounding with anticipation. As I stood at attention, I could barely contain myself.
