Heir Of Darkness

The Bliss

My heart wanted me to walk out of the room immediately but I knew that I could not afford the rescheduling of the appointment. Nor did my packed schedule give me a chance nor did my tight financial condition help. I had to go through the process, keeping aside the turbulence of the mind.

I could not even look into Arnav's eyes post what I heard. I did not know if he had heard that piece of nonsense or not. I wondered if he was acting ignorant to keep my confidence up and was thinking on the same lines as me. I let the other nurse guide me through the process and waited to see my baby on the screen.

My breaths hitched as a wave of euphoria spread through my body. On the screen, there was a small hint of life; a life which was growing in me, which was a part of me, a part which I had created. No words or emotion could ever match that of a feeling of a mother seeing her baby through the ultrasound.

A sudden touch interrupted my trail of thoughts. Apparently, tears had flown through my eyes without my knowledge and Arnav Singh Raizada was there to wipe them away for me. His touch was so pure and his expressions so serene. How could people label our relationship without knowing the sanctity of it?

I suddenly felt a kick and realized that moment was destined to be more beautiful than it already was. It was the first time my baby had kicked me and the feeling was more than euphoric. It was divine, primal and pristine.

"Baby...kicked!"

An expression of confusion made its presence felt on Arnav's features before a smile took over. I could see his hand moved forward by an inch but soon went back to its position. I looked back at his face to determine the reason of his hesitation when his face turned stoic and his eyes looked at the nurse, awaiting his response, with an intention to spread his reaction to her mates for gossip.

Fury surged through my veins. Arnav had every right to share my happiness, being the one to bestow me with it and a close friend. Who were they to stop him from using his right? Who was she to stop me from sharing one of the most beautiful feelings of my life with one of my closest friends?

I took his hand into mine and guided it to my slightly bulged abdomen. I could feel resistance from his side and hear his hitched breath but if he was stubborn, I was more stubborn than him if I wanted and I wanted him to feel my child's kick and did not care about what she thought. After all, he mattered to me more than her.

I placed his hand on my belly and waited one more kick as I eyed him. His trepidation was visible and I could feel his nervous breaths. Suddenly, the baby kicks and every sign of nervousness got erased from his face and was replaced with happiness. The thought that my happiness meant so much to him made me smile and feel proud to have a friend like him.

He slightly caressed my belly with affection and concern as the gentleness of his features calmed me and took me away from the worries of the world. His subtle smile seemed like the remedy to my problems and stress.

I might not have everything I want but I have everything I need.

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