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Finally, she lets out a small breath, and her words start tumbling out, all the things I knew were hurting her but never had the courage to ask about.
"I—I didn't think anyone knew," she begins, and I can feel the weight in her words. "I thought I was alone with everything I've been carrying... my mom knew, Abhi. She knew everything, but she never said a word. And now I—now I don't know what to feel. I thought I was just being weak, but what if... what if she really hated me for it? What if everyone thought I was disgusting?"
Her voice breaks at the end, and my heart aches for her. She's been carrying this burden alone for so long, and now it's all coming out at once.
I pull her into me again, hugging her tightly. "Cherry, none of this is your fault. Nobody hates you. Not me. Not your mom. No one."
I wish I could take all the pain away, but I can't. The only thing I can do is hold her, love her, and remind her that she's not alone.
"You're not disgusting. You're not broken. You're perfect the way you are. And I love you to death. I'll always love you, no matter what," I say, my words firm, hoping she feels the truth of them.
"aap hamari jaan hain, Rani sa." (youre my life, rani sa)
"aur hum sirf aapke liye bane hain" (and I'm solely just made for you)
She sniffles against my chest, and I can feel her shaking as she clings to me. "But how can you say that? How can you love someone so... messed up?"
My hands move to her shoulders, holding her away from me just enough to look into her eyes. "Because I love you, Cherry. You're everything to me. We all have scars, but that doesn't make us unworthy of love and you, you can never be unworthy of love, You're not alone in this. Never were. I'm here, and I'll always will be."
She nods then, her eyes filled with uncertainty, but there's a flicker of hope in them now. Maybe she can believe me. Maybe she can finally start to believe in herself again.
"I'm here, bacha," I whisper. "We'll get through this together."
"I believe you, Abhi." She says making my heart beat faster at a rate I could've never thought was possible.
She's my hope in this life, and each of those too, that I'll live in the future.
"Of course you do" I say to make the environment lighter, she chuckles
"Bol toh aise rhe ho jaise ehsaan kr rhe ho merepe"
(you're speaking as if youre doing a favor)
"aap humpe kya ehsaan karengi, humare liye toh aap hi sabse bada ehsaan hain"
("What Favor will I do for you? To me, you are the greatest Favor.")
She laughs again,
"Cheesy flirt" she says while hitting my chest lightly
"Only for you, tiya"
She looks at me for a moment, her expression softening, and I can see that the laughter has begun to chase away the heaviness in her eyes. There's still some vulnerability there, but it's not overwhelming her anymore. It's like a tiny crack in the walls she's built around herself, and I know it's a step toward healing.
I'll be her healing.
Her fingers trail across my chest lightly, as if teasing, but there's a tenderness in her touch that makes me feel like she's reaching out, not just physically, but emotionally too.
"You're impossible, Abhi," she says, but the smile on her face says it all. She's not angry or upset. She's at peace for the first time in a while. "But... I can handle it," she adds, her voice softer, almost a whisper.
I take a breath, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions inside me. I can feel my heart racing again. I've always loved her, but hearing her say things like that, seeing her slowly come back to life in front of me... it's more than I can ever imagine.
"Only for you, Tiya," I repeat, and this time, my voice is more serious, quieter. The joking part is gone, replaced by something deeper, something more real. I want her to understand that I mean it. That no matter what, I'll always be here for her.
She shifts slightly, sitting up a little straighter on the bed, and I see the vulnerability creep back into her eyes, but this time, it doesn't feel as heavy. It's like she's allowing herself to feel again, to be open with me.
"You know," she says after a pause, "I don't know what I'd do without you. I've spent so long pretending everything's okay, pretending I'm fine, but... you make it better. You make me feel like I'm not broken."
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I knew she'd been struggling, but hearing her admit it out loud... it hits harder than anything.
"You're not broken, Cherry," I say, my voice firm and steady. "You've never been broken. You've been carrying too much for too long, but I promise you, you're whole. You're strong. And I'll be right here—every step of the way."
She looks up at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, and I can't hold back anymore. I pull her closer, wrapping my arms around her tightly. She leans into me, and for a moment, there's nothing but the sound of our breathing, steady and reassuring.
"I don't want to be alone anymore, Abhi," she says quietly, her voice trembling, and I feel a pang in my chest. "I don't want to hide from everyone, hide from myself. I just want to be... me. With you."
I hold her even tighter, my heart swelling with love and determination. "You're never alone, Tiya. Not ever. I'm here, and I always will be. Whatever you need, whatever you want—I'll help you find it. Together."
She nods into my chest, and I can feel the relief in her sigh. There's still a long road ahead of us, I know that. But right now, in this moment, I'm not thinking about the struggles, the pain, or the past. All I care about is that she's with me, that we're moving forward, and that I can help her find peace.
As I pull back slightly, I wipe away a tear that's escaped from her eye. "rani sa, aap humari zindagi ka sabse zaroori hissa hain, ye aap kabhi mat bhuliyega."
("Rani sa, you are the most important part of my life, never forget that.")
She looks at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and something else—something soft, something that's been missing for so long. "kabhi nhi," she says, and I see a flicker of hope in her gaze.
(never)
And for the first time in what feels like forever, I believe it too. We'll get through this. Together.
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