The misunderstanding- one shot
Preesha Pov
He said he hated her.
He shouted at her face that he hated her. She was called every name in the book by him. Everything. He slandered her reputation in front of everyone. Her parents. Her entire society.
He, Rudra her husband, who protected her for the past couple of months, stood by her when no one did. He, who made sure that their son and her were never called any names.
It all changed for them over the course of one night.
He let her parents and the entire society know just how cheap a woman she was. He let them know the extent of his hate towards her and her betrayal.
It wasn't his words that destroyed her or his behaviour. It was his eyes. It was what she saw in his eyes since that night, that destroyed her. No more the Rudra that loved her and always had a twinkle in his eyes for her.
Their relationship, their marriage wasn't a conventional one. They 'hated' each other in the beginning. They didn't think much of their marriage, it was only for saaransh.
However things changed with time. She didn't know when he became from an insensitive, rude rockstar....to the father of saaransh for her. Yes, he was saaransh's father. Even if saaransh wasn't Rudra's biological son, he was his son in every other way.
Since then, she started respecting and trusting Rudra. Their relationship started off as being parents together and they made a great team.
But he wasn't just saaransh's father anymore, she soon started to see him as her husband. Her man. She doesn't know exactly when it happened, but only that it did. He became the only person she could trust in the world with anything. She would close her eyes and see only him. His smile made her smile. His sadness and pain gave her pain. His success was her success. His failure was her failure. He was in her dreams every night and every waking moment became about...Rudra. Rudra, her husband.
Rudra her husband, who she loved immensely. Yes, she was heads over heels in love with him. How could she not be?
She started looking for every opportunity to be around him, going into his room even when there was nothing she needed but made every excuse to do so. She loved cooking for him and learning everything about him from his mom. She loved it when he argued with her for the most stupid reasons. She lived for their fights and creative insults towards the other. Their fights had changed too. At first it was only to hurt each other's ego but now it was all about teasing the other. There was affection now...their banter brought smiles to their faces even when they drove each other mad.
She craved for his touch, yearned for it. Her heart would start racing every time, he was close to her. She knew that he would make fun of her reaction to his physical proximity. The proximity that would make her heart beat out of her chest, that she wanted more of but would get nervous too. He thought of her as a prudish....but what did he know? He was the first man she was experiencing such feelings with. He thought she was experienced because she was already a mother....that she was experienced cause she had a fiancé...
None of it was true.
Though she vaguely liked Yuvraj, at some point. He was the only boy around her growing up. She thought that the joy and the security their friendship gave her was...love. She thought she knew all about love. She thought she knew all about passion.
How wrong, she was. She did not know what love or passion was until Rudra entered her life. Hell, even when they met for the first time and fought, he managed to evoke more emotion in her than anyone else ever had. She felt such intense dislike for him, she wasn't used to that intensity but every emotion she felt for him was intense. Whether that was dislike, irritation, anger, passion or...love.
