"What do you mean I was gifted to you?"
"It is not good to eavesdrop but you heard it right. You are a gift that was forcefully imposed on me."
"Y-You... are.... lying..."
"Am I? You know what? Gift is a very fancy term for you. 'Trash' suits you be...
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Yuvaan's POV
Even after partying all night, the celebration was still on my mind. Mom said that more than my wife, I was excited for her birthday. Fortunately, everything went well, and Reyna was able to enjoy. When she told me that her parents never paid much attention to her, I felt really bad for her — I knew she had a tough childhood.
While I was raised by my mother alone, she had two parents; still she suffered and tolerated the discrimination. I wished she had someone better to look after her. Her parents didn't deserve her.
She accepted my troublesome past and didn't treat me like those people who made fun of me when I was a kid. So, even though I had a grand celebration for Reyna, I also had other surprises in store for her. I planned on taking her to meet Mr. Rickard Charleston as she was very fond of him, and then to her favorite vacation spots.
I also had a few other plans, but I kept my excitement under check and decided to do things one by one. As for my wife, she was back in her work mode. To save myself from getting a scolding, I woke up early and freshened up. When I came downstairs, Reyna was already cooking with Grace Nana; I greeted both of them and helped with the chores.
The breakfast was fun with my family and friends, and it was time to go back to office. Sometimes, I got tired of all the work and stress, but I had to keep moving forward. Reaching the point where I was today wasn't a piece of cake, so lagging off wasn't an option at all. Still, I took lessons from Mr. Rickard and observed how he enjoyed every day of his life; he was old but only in numbers.
The day was hectic with all the board meetings, performance evaluation, and rescheduling of some important meetings, but I made it through the day. I knew Reyna was going to spend her evening with her girl friends, so I used that time to catch up with Mom, who was going to leave next day.
I told her numerous times to retire, but she never listened to me. She had her own business and projects, and she didn't want to give up so soon. I spend the whole night chatting with her and went to sleep on the break of dawn. The girls were still asleep, so I got ready myself and left for office.
As I knew that Heena would be in a hangover the whole day, I gave her a leave, and her junior handled my schedule. The day was boring without Reyna. She called me and said that she would come in the afternoon, but I let her take a day off too.
I also had a session with my psychiatrist, and he was happy with the progress I was making. I didn't have nightmares or panic attacks, and there were no instances in the recent days that triggered me — I didn't even fall back into depression while recounting my past to Reyna.
After a long day, I left office and reached my home. I did overtime, so I was pretty late, but my wife was waiting for me for dinner. After it, I went into the washroom to freshen up. When I was done, I came out and noticed some clothes on the bed; I checked the stuff and the label on them read 'For Yuvaan'.
