The Things We Love and Lose

Chapter 17

"What should I say?" I mumbled, the white papers sprawled on my lap. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kiran with a smug grin and suggestive looks. "Kiran." I never knew I would befriend her with her cunning nature, or more precisely, pretend to be her friend because my husband and her husband were friends.

"You tell him. Shekar was happy when I told him."

As if that was relaxing.

Arnav wasn't Shekar.

Arnav didn't know we were having twins.

Three kids.

Udisha was just six.

For some, it may be the best time for Arnav and me to think about another child, but that was the least of my worries when the date of my rapist's freedom was approaching fast. Days I would look at Udisha and a sudden fear would settle in. What if instead of me they went to my daughter?

And quickly, I shut the thought off my mind.

You are being absurd, Sanjana. Arnav told you not to worry. He said he would handle everything and my duty was to pay attention to my work and peace of mind.

Tonight.

I would surprise him.

He would be happy. He loved Udisha more than anything in this world, wouldn't leave her side until he was assured she was sleeping instead of pretending, wouldn't deny anything in her world and all she had to do was go to her dad and demand.

Well, my husband did say her she can demand anything from him.

I never knew he could be this caring father in all his work.

"I hope it's a boy," Kiran voiced out, her hand curled around the stomach. "We need a boy."

"What if it is a girl?" I couldn't help but ask.

She frowned. "Abortion." What? "Shekar's company need an heir to carry out the legacy." A girl can also do that. Your Misha can do that. "We need a boy. That's why I am trying the second time."

"Shekar said that?"

How could Arnav befriend a man like him when he couldn't stop imagining Udisha taking over the business? Some days, he forgets Udisha is just a child and I refuse to let him make her life about business so early.

"No," She drawled out. "I should go." She stood up from the hospital's seat. "See you later."

"Kiran, what if she is a girl?" I asked, worried for the child future and crushed the papers in my hand.

"I already have a girl. I will give her up."

"Shekar will not allow it," I gritted.

I couldn't handle this woman even for a second. How Shekar fell in love with her? How Arnav laugh with her when I desired to squeeze her neck for peering at him with an interest of affair when he was clearly mine?

"You don't have to worry about that." With a sweet smile, she walked out of the hospital whilst I was left staring at the reports. My fingers brushed the ultrasound and the two devils I was carrying and had an exact idea of how one of them would turn like Arnav.

Stubborn, arrogant, yet loving and caring.

Arnav wasn't Shekar.

He didn't care if we have a son or daughter.

He only cared about their well-being.

A smile arched my lips.

You married a good man, Sanjana.