Warrior

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If we do end up getting married... then you should know that now and then, I have episodes.

Although they were only words at the time, today it had become reality.

And I hadn't expected it to be like this.

Actually, truth be told, I didn't have any expectations - I didn't know what to expect at all.

But this outcome had definitely not crossed my mind.

I looked at the woman who is my newly wedded wife for about two days, asleep with my hand in hers. Khushi had been asleep for a while now, but her grip had barely loosened. It wasn't as hard as it was when she was gripping it earlier, but it wasn't so loose yet, either.

Even the look of fear on her face hadn't reduced much either.

I glanced over at the end of the bed ad remembered the events from earlier. In all the time I'd seen Khushi, she seemed cool, calm, and collected - with of course her feisty nature. It was only earlier today, or rather yesterday I should say, that I caught a glimpse of her fear simply by opening the door to our room.

But what I just saw moments ago....

She looked terrified. She looked absolutely terrified. Not only that, but there was hysteria within her. Her eyes had been wide like disks, her dark brown eyes appearing darker than what they usually were. It was almost as if she wasn't even here.

Khushi had appeared more rather as a shell of herself, and nothing like the strong warrior I knew.

And I didn't like it at all.

What did that monster do to her? How could anyone even try to do what he did? How does one even think-! ...it's just something I'll never understand. But what I do need to understand is what exactly happened on that unfortunate night. That's why earlier in the day, I had asked my assistant, Aman, to pull up any and every bit of info on this case as soon as possible. I don't expect it to be something easy for Khushi to talk about, so that's why I've decided to look into the case files. But should Khushi ever feel that she can come to me and talk to me on this matter, I'll always be there to give her my ear.

The monster only has about two years of prison left, but if possible in any way, I'll make sure to keep him there longer.

Monster... is that how Khushi perceives him? In only that way? Possibly? After all, the way she had reacted earlier and had claimed for the monster being here on the bed....

Khushi lets out a sigh besides me, bringing my attention back to her. She moved ever so slightly and her grip on me loosens. Because of her movement, her hair falls over her face, so I reached out with my free hand and tucked it away behind her ear.

She looked so much more serene now. Her face didn't carry any of her fears anymore. No, there wasn't even a hint of it, which probably explained why her grip had loosened. Khushi now seemed more like her usual self, or rather, less guarded than she usually is.

I'll never forget the first moment I saw her. In fact, I'll never forget the day Mom first found out about Khushi. She had only just gotten home and was absolutely excited! As soon as she had come home, she had called all of us into the family room and told us about what she had witnessed at the Das' event and how she really liked Khushi. She had gotten the basic information from someone she knew, who also knew Khushi's family. None of us didn't care when mom mentioned Khushi was a divorcee, though when she further elaborated of the reason why Khushi had divorced her previous husband, no one in my family felt any sympathy to the monster.

Even though mom was super excited, she of course cared for her family's opinion. Somehow, she had managed to sneak and take a picture of Khushi, but she only cared to share it with my father. The other's didn't find it fair but I knew my parents all too well - this was no surprise to me. Once Dad saw the photo, I knew he liked her, especially when he complimented how fierce Khushi looked in the photo, which my mother then clarified that Khushi had still been angry in that moment.