His second wife (#SaRaj)

81) My heart is in control.

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Rajat looked at her, trying to understand her. He didn't know how to react because he wasn't in her place. He too had a past, but his past was bitter, so he was more apprehensive about making good memories in the present. The lady whom he claimed to love had a very different past, and she had lost people she loved. So it wasn't easy to move on.

But what should he do now? He could hug her, make her feel loved, or try to stop her from crying. But that seemed so superficial. He knew he couldn't fully understand her, but he could try. Well, that's what he had been doing from the beginning.

Rajat took a deep breath and chose to listen, to be present for Savi in this moment. He sat beside her, his eyes locked on hers, and said, "I'm here, Savi. I'm not going anywhere." His voice was soft, reassuring, and he hoped it would bring her some comfort.

Rajat's eyes locked onto Savi's, filled with empathy and understanding. He knew he couldn't erase her pain, but he could be there for her, offering a listening ear and a comforting presence.

Savi's gaze locked onto Rajat's, her eyes slightly glassy from the alcohol. She blinked at him, her voice soft and husky. "Rajat," she said, her words barely above a whisper.

The sound of her voice sent a shiver down Rajat's spine. He could sense the vulnerability and intimacy in her tone, and it touched something deep within him.

Rajat's expression softened, and he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind Savi's ear. "Yes, Savi?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Savi wrapped her arms around Rajat, her head nestling into his chest. The warmth of his body enveloped her, providing a sense of comfort and security.

Rajat's arms instinctively wrapped around her, holding her close. He felt a sense of protectiveness and care, wanting to shield her from the pain and emotions that swirled within her.

As Savi's head rested on his chest, Rajat could feel her heartbeat, her breathing, and the gentle weight of her body. It was a tender moment, one that spoke to the deep connection between them.

The gentle patting of Savi's hair was soothing, and Rajat's soft words seemed to wrap around her like a warm blanket. "Bolo, Savi?" he said, his voice gentle and encouraging.

Savi's words were laced with vulnerability, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't push me away... Rajat, ever" she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

The hint of playfulness in Rajat's voice was unmistakable as he chuckled and teased Savi. "Savi, when did I push you, it's always you," he said, his words laced with a gentle humor.

Savi's eyes flickered up to meet Rajat's, a mix of emotions swirling within her. The words hung in the air, a lighthearted reminder of the dynamics between them.

Savi's eyes locked onto Rajat's, her gaze searching for understanding and connection. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, the words tumbling out of her like a confession.

"I know I am very hard," she said, her eyes never leaving Rajat's. "But my head always took control over my heart." The words hung in the air, heavy with emotion.

Rajat's expression softened, his eyes filled with warmth and compassion.

Savi's voice trembled slightly as she continued, "And now... at this moment. My heart is in control." The words were a gentle declaration, a statement of surrender to the emotions that had been building inside her.