Rakshie , was broken, he tried to do something good as a wife but what did he get? nothing but a shattering heart and falling tears.
He wondered did his husband treat him like that because he was not his sister and a woman.
He washed the dishes and went outside the mansion to the back the grass was green and bare he thought maybe he could do something about it maybe turn it into a garden of flowers.
He sat on the soft ,damp grass and just cried , he needed to let his tears fall , even if it was for a while he just needed to cry .
Cry all the pain and sorrow away, grandfather he cried , every time he need to cry or was sad his grandfather used to cheer him up , his grandfather loved him and accepted him for who he was .
"Why does everyone hate me grandfather?" He asked through heartbreaking sobs.
He felt a gentle hand on his back and looked up eyes blurry with tears , he wiped them away with his sari that was as plain as the day as he could not really afford a well decorated one.
His eyes were now clear , he looked into his grandfather's loving eyes.
"Hello Rashi" , "g..grandfather?" He nodded, "I don't have much time so listen , have a little patience the sun always shines after a short night".
His grandfather kissed his forehead , "I love you grandson, never forget you are loved even that hot headed husband of yours will see that soon".
He then disappeared leaving Rakshie , with a faint smile his tears now dry and no longer falling.
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LOVING A BLEEDING HEART*(BOOK 1)
Romans"Now listen here I have rules don't talk to me , don't look at me,and certainly stay out of my way, is that clear?". "Y..yes". Follow this love story with some drama as Pushka and Rakshie find love and family in each other. Please read this story a...
