Priyu644 bahut hi kharab.
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She watched him from the doorway where he couldn't see her, continuous tears streamed down her face as she went weak in her stomach, in agony. The heartbreak was grief, gruelling pain that stole her sleep, stole her appetite and left her with this piercing feeling of loss, that felt like shards of glass lodged in her gut. Leaving her bleeding to death.
He was cradling their little princess in his hands, little Amaya giggled and gurgled at her father, lifting her little fists to run it down his face, showing her love in the only way she knew how. His eyes closed at the unblemished, pure, unconditional love in her touch, it was almost as if she was wiping away his tears. He rocked her gently, holding her small head to to his chest protectively, and embracing the rest of her delicate body in fear, never wanting to let her go.
He buried his lips in her small wafts of hair, his eyes closing as small wounded whispers leave his lips. Amaya frowns, as if she could sense her father's anguish. She grabs tufts of his hair in her tiny fists as if trying to run her fingers through it like preeta does. He chuckled softly but the pain reverberated in his voice as his tears fell in to her scalp, amaya looked as if she was about to burst in to cries too, and preeta was about to rush inside to get her, but stopped seeing karan
He hummed faintly, a tender smile on his face as he swung Amaya humming the lori till she settled. He pulled a funny face at her, making her eyes light up as she giggled joyously , another tear fell from his eyes, as he noticed that her eyes lit up the way preetaʼs did.
"Oh god meri mayu... meri jaan... Daddy is going to miss you so much..." He was trying not to break down in to tears, his voice wavering. "I wan't to stay here, and protect you and your mumma... But-"
"But daddy will come back soon... I promise... I promise daddy will come back to his princess..." amaya gurgled, clutching to her daddy's beard, but flinching adorably in astonishment as it's rough texture tickles her. He laughed at her antics, she was so precious.
"But what if you have grown big by then, what if you say your first word when I'm not here, take your first step... what if I miss you growing up mayu?" He caresses her head, stroking chubby cheek with his finger as he scanned her face, as if memorising every little detail about her.
His expression was so vulnerable and raw that preeta just wanted to run over to him, and hug him as tightly as humanly possible, and tell him he was being ridiculous, that they'd always be waiting for him. But she just couldn't bring herself to face him.
"Mayu... daddy loves you so much, I'm so sorry I have to leave... I wish i could keep you both in front of my eyes 24/7..." His eyes darkened with the heavy burden of guilt weighing down on his chest, he carefully tried to put her to sleep, not wanting preeta to go through that trouble tonight, when he wouldn't be able to help her for so long.
He burped Amaya , and paced with her around the room restlessly, waiting for her to calm down slightly but it was not of any use. He gave her a rattle toy and she shook it around and stayed entertained with it for ages, bonking karan on the face and laughing at the expressions he made as she did so. He got tired of walking around and sat on the bed, leaning against the headrest, and lying Amaya on his belly. She crawled around merrily, finding a new spurt of energy that refused to let her sleep. He showed her all her toys, giving them all different voices, one mimicking her dadi, one some posh English queen , a gruff villain from some superhero movie and finally her mother, mrs lady don.
