I'll Be Your Man

31. End this Chapter!

Updating chapters quickly because you know they must come to a conclusion.

Urghh...making the decision to finish this story before 2024 ends was really tough, and once I've done it, there's no turning back.

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Some endings are written in blood, not for vengeance, but for the strength to reclaim what was stolen—peace, dignity, and the will to live again.

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Preeta's Pov:

It's THE DAY!

After two months, Karan finally decided to take me to the place he's been hinting at for weeks.

He said it's a place where my pain will increase but where I'll finally be able to rid myself of these panic attacks.

I already know where he's taking me. It's the place where those monsters are kept—the ones who shattered me. Today, Karan will make me decide their fate. But deep down, I know my decision doesn't truly matter because Karan... he's already made his. In the end, he will kill them.

"Karan, you've been driving for an hour now. Tell me, how much longer?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Patience, Babydoll. Patience."

"How much patience, exactly?"

"Good things take time."

"Good things?" I scoffed. "I'm not sure how good this is going to be."

"Sleep for a while, wifey," he said with a smirk. "I'll wake you when we get there."

It's so easy for him to say that, but how can I sleep? My mind hasn't stopped racing since I woke up.

Every day, I fight this endless war with my thoughts. Every hour, I convince myself that things will feel normal again—someday. But the truth? It's exhausting. At first, I couldn't even hold a surgical tool without trembling. Now, at least there's progress.

I'm even preparing to resume my work at the hospital, but before I do, I need to talk to Karan about it.

Karan...

He's changed so much over these months. In the best ways. He was always protective, but now it's different. Now, he shows it in every little action: constant calls with security, always keeping an eye on me, always staying close.

Did I mention he hasn't gone to work a single day since I woke up?

He's always here.

He plans everything—our meals, our outings. He takes me to quiet beaches, botanical gardens, and places where I can breathe without feeling overwhelmed.

After dinner, we often watched movies, his hand wrapped around mine, a quiet comfort I never knew I needed.But there was one night I'll never forget—the night of my worst panic attack. That night, everything changed.

I was the one who took the first step, asking Karan to help me forget everything and start fresh. To leave behind the darkness and embrace a new beginning with him.

And from that night on, everything between us transformed. His touch became a declaration, his need for me undeniable. Every time we were together, he reminded me of his love, his passion, his unwavering desire to make me feel safe.