A clandestine affair right under the noses of his huge family... Where does it lead to?
It's not a continuation of the show, just a fanfic...So, if you have not watched the show at all, it doesn't matter...
"We have no illicit affair mom", Arnav replied, dropping the bomb, "Khushi is my wife"
There was absolute silence for a few seconds. Everyone was stumped. Ratna took her hand to her mouth as her eyes widened to their greatest extent.
But the biggest shock was Khushi's. As tears of relief ran down her cheeks, Khushi slowly lifted her head up scrunching her eyebrows, and spoke softly, "You remembered". It was statement not a question. Her voice reverberated in the stillness of the room.
Arnav tilted his head down, and looked into his wife's eyes tenderly, "Khushi, I never forgot"
Khushi looked at Arnav, the respite slowly morphing into hurt, "What? Why?"
Arnav held Khushi by her shoulders and gently maneuvered her to the couch. He sat her down slowly and kneeled in front of her with his hands on either sides of her face.
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"Sweetheart, please don't be upset", Arnav cajoled his love, ignoring some stunned & some wrathful looks from his family members, "I am sorry that I had to keep you in the dark. My world, unfortunately, is filled with deception. I was worried that you would be harmed if people knew you as my wife. Please give me a chance so I can explain everything in detail"
Khushi realized that there were many things unsaid. She had understood her husband well enough by then; other things aside- his love for her could never be questioned. Be it as his wife or his lover, he had made sure to cherish her above all. She wanted to give him a chance. Khushi nodded.
Arnav momentarily closed his eyes in relief at her gesture. This was the one thing that he was most apprehensive about. He was worried that Khushi might misunderstand his intentions. Now that she was willing to listen to his side- he could pour his heart out for her, slowly let her know his deepest fears..
Convincing everyone else was a piece of cake. Now ASR could have others eating out of his palm.
"Arnav", Anjali protested strongly, "You are supposed to be marrying Sheetal. What are you doing with...with her?" Anjali pointed a finger at Khushi, her eyes scrunched in disgust.
