ᴍɪʜɪᴛʜᴀ-𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷

Bonus chapter 2

                 Author's pov

The days following Neel’s birth were a gentle blur of soft smiles, quiet moments, and an overwhelming sense of peace that settled over the Ranawath household. With each passing day, Mihitha’s strength returned, but it wasn’t just her physical strength that grew it was the bond she shared with Rudransh, now stronger than it had ever been.

In the quiet of the night, after Neel had fallen into a peaceful sleep and Nila was tucked in her bed, Rudransh and Mihitha would steal moments for themselves. These were their moments, away from the world and everything they had fought for. The weight of their past was still there, but it no longer defined them. What mattered was here, in the present, in the way they held each other and breathed in the calm of their home.

One evening, as the soft glow of the bedside lamp bathed the room in warmth, Mihitha sat by the window, her legs crossed, watching the stars twinkle in the night sky. Her mind wandered to the life they had created together. She thought of how far they had come—how much they had both changed, and yet how much of their love had stayed the same, steadfast, unwavering.

Rudransh stepped into the room, his eyes immediately falling on her. She hadn’t heard him enter, but he had always known how to slip in unnoticed, like a shadow, quiet and powerful.

“Mihitha,” he called softly, his voice low and familiar. His presence was a comfort she could never quite describe, a feeling that settled deep in her chest. She turned to face him, her eyes soft and filled with love, and something in his gaze made her heart flutter, as though the passion between them had never faded.

He walked toward her, his every step measured, but not slow there was urgency in his movements, a longing that had been building for days. He knelt beside her, his hands reaching out to cup her face gently, his thumb brushing across her cheek, as though memorizing every curve, every line.

“I never thought I would find a love like this,” Rudransh whispered, his voice thick with emotion. His words were raw, vulnerable, and they cracked something deep inside Mihitha.

“You didn’t,” she replied, her hand coming to rest over his. “You made it. With me.”

His eyes softened, and in that moment, Mihitha could see all the pain he had hidden from her for so long. The fear of losing her. The fear of being alone. But now, in the quiet intimacy of this moment, he no longer had to hide it. There was no more pretending.

“I’m sorry for all the mistakes I made, Mihitha,” he murmured, his voice breaking slightly. “I didn’t know how to love you properly back then. I was so consumed by everything else… But now, with you, with our children, I see it. I see everything clearly.”

Mihitha’s hand drifted to his chest, resting over his heart, where she could feel its steady rhythm. “You’ve loved me the only way you knew how, Rudransh,” she said quietly, her voice filled with tenderness. “You’ve always loved me with everything you had.”

A tear slipped from his eye, and he gently wiped it away with his thumb, his face falling against her shoulder as he held her close. Mihitha closed her eyes, breathing in the familiar scent of him—cologne and something deeper, something that spoke of all the years they had spent together. It was all-consuming, and it made her ache for him in ways that words couldn’t capture.

“Stay with me tonight,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let me hold you. Let me love you, the way I should’ve always done.”

She nodded, her hands sliding around his neck, pulling him closer. There was nothing in the world that could compare to the feeling of his arms around her, the warmth of his skin against hers.

For a long moment, they simply held each other in silence, the weight of their love and everything they had been through in the quiet comfort of the night. Their hearts beat in sync, a rhythm that had become so familiar it was like breathing. Rudransh gently pulled back, his hands caressing her face, his eyes filled with raw emotion.

“Mihitha,” he whispered again, his voice low, almost reverent. “I want you to know something. Every time I look at you, I see everything—our journey, the pain, the tears, the love. And I wouldn’t change a thing.”

She smiled softly, her fingers tracing the lines of his jaw, feeling the roughness of his skin, the stubble that had started to grow from a long day’s work. “I know,” she replied, her voice thick with emotion. “I see it too. Everything. And I wouldn’t change a thing either.”

With that, Rudransh leaned in slowly, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that was tender and slow. It was a kiss that spoke of years of longing, of pain and love, of all the moments they had shared and all the ones that were still to come. It deepened as the moments passed, as the connection between them grew stronger, more urgent, more passionate.

Their love was no longer a battle—it was peace. A peace that was born from understanding, from sacrifice, from the small gestures that spoke louder than words.

He pulled back just slightly, his forehead resting against hers. “I love you, Mihitha. In ways I never thought I could.”

“I love you, Rudransh,” she whispered back, her voice barely audible, but in it was everything she had always wanted to say. All the words that had been left unsaid between them, all the emotions that had simmered beneath the surface.

And in that moment, as they held each other, their bodies pressed close, the love between them wrapped around them like a blanket, there was nothing but the purity of their connection, the quiet promise that no matter what life had in store, they would face it together.

The night stretched on, the sounds of the world fading into the background, leaving only the two of them, in their own little world, safe and whole in each other’s arms. And as Rudransh kissed her again, this time deeper, more passionate, the love they had fought for, the love that had been tested and proven true, enveloped them both in its warmth.

They were no longer two broken people. They were one. And nothing could ever change that.

As they held each other close, the stars outside twinkling in the sky, Rudransh and Mihitha knew one thing for sure:

They had found their forever.

And it was enough.

               The end