Hearts in Havoc Oberoi & Randhawa
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Congratulations, Mrs. Randhawa. You're pregnant."
The words felt like molten lava pouring into my ears. For most women, this moment is the purest joy - the miracle of knowing they're going to be a mother.
But for me? I felt... nothing.
This child wasn't a symbol of love; it was a reminder of his sin. And now I was left with a choice: do I end this life before it begins, or do I carry it inside me, pretending nothing ever happened?
Lost in my thoughts, I almost didn't hear the doctor's voice.
"Sanvi, are you okay?"
I nodded faintly. "Yes, Doctor... I just need your help. Please don't tell my husband about my pregnancy yet."
She sighed gently. "Sanvi, I'm your doctor, but I'm also your friend. Take care of yourself."
With that, she left the room, leaving me alone with my storm of thoughts. I turned and froze.
Aarmaan was standing in the doorway, his eyes fixed on me.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly. I hope so he didn't hear anything, but his eyes they never lie.
I could only nod, slipping past him without a word.
At home, I moved through the house in a daze, heading for my room. Halfway up the stairs, his voice cut through the silence.
"I know, Sanvi."
My body went rigid. I wanted to turn, to meet his gaze, but I couldn't move.
"I know you're pregnant," he continued quietly. "And yes... it's my baby. But it isn't a sin."
He stepped closer, his tone steady but filled with regret.
"What I did was a sin. But this child? This is an innocent soul, growing inside you."
The silence between us was heavy, fragile. Then he spoke again.
"Whatever you decide, I'll stand by you. If you choose to keep the baby, I'll support you. If you decide not to, still I'll stand by you - but don't make the choice just to punish me. I'm ready to face whatever punishment I deserve, even prison if that's what it takes. But don't let my mistakes decide this child's fate."
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