Chapter Thirty Nine

Hours and hours of love-making continued, from the bedroom, to the poolside, the dressing room floor, and the Jacuzzi. We just couldn't keep our hands off of each other, not after how long we were away from each other.

Later that evening, we sat out by the poolside, Arnav in his black silk pajama bottoms while I was only wearing my black silk robe. He had gotten some wine for us, as well as some fruit, cheese, and crackers. I have to admit, I definitely felt somewhat fancy in the moment, but I couldn't think too much about it, not when there were other important matters in hand.

I looked up at Arnav and he looked down at me. He placed a kiss on my head and tightened his hold on me, resting his cheek on my head. I placed my arms around him, hugging him in return, comfy in his lap.

"What are you going to do," I asked softly.

"I don't know," he replied, his tone matching mine.

We didn't say anything for a moment and I reached for a grape, placing it in Arnav's mouth. "She's expecting $10,000 in her bank account."

"I know but... she's lying Khushi, she has to be. I know for a fact that it can't be my child."

My eyebrows met in the middle. "What do you mean?"

"I...." He let out a sigh, reaching for his wine again. "Simply put, the last time I was... physical with her, I didn't do something that could result in her pregnancy."

"What is that even supposed to mean?"

"Khushi you don't want the details."

"Actually, I think I do. If I have a better understanding, then I can help you figure out if she's lying or not."

"But Khushi-"

"But nothing Arnav. ...it's already disturbing as it is that the woman you had been physical with for years and was molested by was none other than the woman who carried me in her womb for 9 months... so just tell me."

Arnav took a swig of his wine and placed it back on the table. "The thing is we... on that day.... it was at least before a week I had met you when I had broken things off with her."

"I remember; you said you did it because Di was getting serious about you getting married."

"Right, but Kinjal being the way she is, didn't believe me and she... seduced me."

My grip on my wine glass tightened.

"The, er, activities we had done... basically I... I didn't... I-"

"You didn't cum inside of her," I said for him.

I felt Arnav recoil in disgust beneath me. "Not where it's necessary in order for her to have a baby, no."

I looked up at Arnav in confusion. "Meaning?"

"Um... there was anal and oral involved..."

I shuddered in disgust.

"But she mainly... swallowed," he said awkwardly.

I shut my eyes and turned away. Never did I think I would have to hear the details of my husband's past sexual relationships, and yet.... Tingles ran up my spine once more in disgust.

But wait.... "So... if you two only had anal and oral sex... then how could she be pregnant?"

"Exactly. I don't think Kinjal realized this, but that night, she did try to get me drunk, filling me up with wine. I knew her intentions all to well, that's why I would dump my wine whenever I got the chance. She definitely got intoxicated, but I was still in control of myself; I remember exactly what happened that night."

"Even if that's the case, how will you prove it Arnav? I highly doubt she'll agree to a paternity test and will just flip the script and tell the media."

"I know, that's what I've been trying to figure out myself."

Arnav leaned back into the lounge chair, taking me with him. He let out a heavy sigh and buried his nose in my hair. "Why did I have to be so fucked up for?"

I caressed his cheek in my hand and looked up at him. "You're not."

"How can you say that?"

"Because... because you're perfect to me."

I know I had questioned it before but thinking about it now... he is. He is perfect, my Mr. Perfect.

Arnav scoffed lightly, looking away. "Yeah right; I have issues and fucked my mother in law for years."

His words made me flinch, disgusting and true as they were. But I wasn't going to let that ruin things, I wasn't going to let it ruin my marriage, and I wasn't going to let it ruin us. So I got up and straddled him, holding his face in between my hands so that he would look at me.

"You. Are. Perfect. Flaws and all, you are my Mr. Perfect, don't you ever forget it," and I kissed him, sealing my words.

You can think what you want, but I knew better, I knew my husband. Yes, he did have issues and was once involved with my birth mother, but everything he is today, is because of what happened to him in the past. His flaws were what made him even more beautiful, what made him so perfect.

If Kinjal thought she could just take Arnav away from me, then the bitch is sadly mistaken. She may think she has figured out a way to get him back, but she was sadly mistaken. If she thought her seduction skills and dirty tricks were going to help her win, then she's sadly mistaken. Arnav is mine, and mine only, and as he buried himself within me, I relaxed around him, knowing that the only person Arnav would ever allow for himself to belong to, was me.

"Eyes on me baby."

I opened my eyes and looked down at Arnav. Love and adoration filled his eyes as I slowly moved along his length. He began to untie my robe and spread the fabric apart, exposing me to him. He took my breast in his mouth, his tongue flicking at my nipple. It sent shivers up my spine, causing me to shudder. It vibrated through him and Arnav groaned, teething my nipple.

"Ah!"

"Show me those eyes baby."

I opened my eyes, unaware that I had even closed them in the first place. Arnav placed his hand in my hair and brought me closer to him, and he kissed me. His kiss was as gentle as my movement, nice and slow. His tongue teased and played with mine, and I moaned around him, wanting more."

"I love you baby," he muttered along my lips.

"I love you too, baby."

"How much do you love me?"

I pulled back, meeting his eyes with mine. "So much, that it makes my heart."

His lips crashed onto mine with a groan, and it vibrated through me. Arnav removed my robe off of me, it joining his pants which were pooled on the floor. He picked me up in his arms and led us back into the room, laying me down on the bed. After that, it was just blissful pleasure, for who knows how many times that night. I just couldn't get enough of him, and it seemed that Arnav couldn't get enough of me.

Whatever battles we had coming for us, we would fight it together. Kinjal wasn't going to give up so easily, and I knew she wasn't going to, not without a fight.

Arnav's phone lit up from a text notification. It was from an unknown number, so when he had asked me to check to make sure it wasn't something AR related, I discovered that it was an MMS. As Arnav flipped us over and laid on his back, and I let him bury himself within in me, I saw that the MMS was from none other than Kinjal, and this bitch was once again sending photos of herself!

Fine... if that's how she wants to play it.

*~*

Kinjal sat in her robe, flipping through the channels. Her phone suddenly pinged and she instantly smirked. It had only been a matter of moments that she had sent her sexy photo to Arnav of her kneading her breasts. She picked up her phone and saw that she had received an MMS.

"Oh, what's this Arnav? Are you sending me nudes now," she said as she unlocked her phone. "How naughty of you; I wonder how my daughter would feel about-"

But it wasn't a nude from Arnav, or a sext from him at all. Instead, it was a selfie of Khushi getting fucked from behind, her back arched as Arnav wrapped an arm around her by her breasts, cupping it, the other at her waist. Khushi covered his body with hers, though Khushi had a large black t-shirt on, and she had one arm wrapped around Arnav's neck, causing for her breasts to strike out even more as she took the picture with her other hand, catching their reflection in the mirror.

At the sight of the photo, Kinjal bubbled with anger, seeing how intimate and in love Arnav was with Khushi, his gaze on her. Her plan of breaking them apart wasn't working, and instead her daughter was sending her a picture of them blissfully fucking?!

Kinjal tossed her phone aside and she huffed and puffed. "It's on you little bitch."

Chapter Thirty Eight

When I finally calmed down, I simply laid there in Arnav's arms, my head resting on his shoulder as I just stared off into the distance. I felt Arnav stand up, taking me with him to the sink. He set me down before reaching for a washcloth. As he turned on the water to dampen it, I realized that I had scratched him very badly on his neck and that he was bleeding.

"Arnav-"

I tried to reach for his neck, but Arnav moved away. Instead, he brought the wet washcloth to my face and wiped it clean. He focused on the task at hand, his eyes following the direction of his hands. In that moment, I realized that in the past month, I had not been paying any attention to Arnav at all. For example, his beard had grown in and he was definitely a lot more scruffy than I had ever seen him as before. Along with that, there were dark circles under his eyes, giving away that he hadn't been sleeping properly. On top of that, his face looked thin, in fact, all of him looked thinner than usual.

Have I really been ignoring him that much?

Arnav put the damp washcloth down and finally met my eyes. I don't know if he could see it, but I truly felt guilty for having punishing him so much. But I guess he hadn't seen it, as Arnav had tried to move away from me.

And for the first time in so long, I stopped him.

I reached out and grabbed his hand, preventing him from going. Arnav stopped and looked back at our engaged hands before looking up at me. Seeing him made my heart ache once more and all I wanted to do was hold him. Using my legs, I pulled him towards me and wrapped them around him, Arnav moving whichever way I motioned him to. I brought my hands to his face, observing him.

This wasn't the Arnav I had known, no, not at all! This was a broken Arnav.

Bringing my lips to his, I kissed him, and I felt Arnav jolt from shock, but I held him to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and continued to kiss him, urging him to me. Releasing his lips for air, I moved to his neck where I had scratched him, and kissed and soothed it. His grip on me had slightly tightened, perhaps from the stinging, and I felt even more guilty.

"I'm so sorry for lashing out at you Arnav," I muttered against him, "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I pushed you away, I was upset, please forgive me. Please Arnav, I'm sorry-"

Arnav immediately covered his lips with mine, and I couldn't help my tears. Even after how rude I had been, after how I had mistreated him, Arnav still wanted me. His tongue did wonders with mine, but I needed more! I reached down for the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up, breaking the kiss momentarily before they came crashing back down on mine. I tossed Arnav's shirt aside and then I reached for his shorts to undo them.

"Khushi-"

"Arnav I need this, please don't pull away from me now."

"I never wanted to baby, ever. But you-"

"I'm so sorry for hurting you Arnav, I'm so, so sorry baby," and I covered his lips with mine again.

Maneuvering my hands to his shorts, I undid the button and zip, and pulled them down along with his boxers. They fell to the floor and Arnav stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. He brought his lips to my neck and teethed it and bit it - biting it rather hard, causing me to hiss. He let go and removed my T-shirt off of my body, exposing my naked chest to him as I hadn't been wearing a bra. He immediately attacked my breast, placing my left one in his mouth while the right was worked up by his hand. I tossed my head back in pleasure, moaning out his name. He alternated between the two, biting at my nipples and bringing yelps out of me.

Before I even knew it, my pants and panties were removed, and Arnav immediately thrusted within me, earning him a guttural moan.

"Oh baby, I'm home," Arnav groaned.

Home was right, and this felt oh so intense! Arnav pulled out slowly before thrusting right back in, earning a yelp out of me. He pulled back once more before driving into me again.

"Oh fuck," I cried.

Arnav slowly pulled back again, before driving in with full force, causing me to whimper his name.

Without another word, Arnav picked me up, still buried deep inside me. He took me into the sauna and sat down, having me straddle his lap.

"Ride me baby, I need you to ride me."

Gripping onto his shoulders, I began to grind my hips against him. He just felt so good, so perfect within me, and I loved the way he gripped my hips and moved me against him. I need more, so I began to move along his length, riding his cock like my life depended on it. I needed my release desperately, and from the look on Arnav's face, I knew that he wanted me to. However just as I was about to cum, Arnav pulled out of me, gripping me tightly in place as I wriggled in his hold.

What, no!

He picked me up in his arms again and this time he took us into the shower. He turned the water on before backing me up against the wall, hoisting me up in his arms. As the water cascaded down on us, Arnav thrusted within me, causing me to cry out in pleasure. He pumped into me hard and fast and I could feel myself rise, ready to explode. However once again, just as I was about to, Arnav pulled out of me and I cried out, writhing once more. A few moments later, he thrusted within me once more, and I felt my high come back. It didn't take as long for me to reach my peak, but once again when I was close, Arnav pulled out and I cried out at the loss.

"Arnav-"

"Baby, you've hurt me so much."

"Arnav-"

"You've tortured me so much these past few weeks-"

"Arnav-"

"When I need you by my side but instead...."

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. Arnav was looking down at the floor, hurt and pain covering his face. My heart ached at the sight of him and I only felt guiltier than before.

I did this to him. I hurt him so much. What she's doing is cruel but I....

Tears streamed down my cheeks and I tried to release myself from Arnav's hold. I felt Arnav's gaze back on me, but I just couldn't look at him, not after everything I had done to him.

"What do you think you're doing," he asked incredulously.

I refused to meet his eyes and continued to try to escape from his hold.

"Khushi-"

I released myself from his hold and tried to leave, but Arnav grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me back, my back colliding onto the glass of the shower wall as his lips attacked mine. This time when he kissed me, he was harsh, as if he were a savage. His fingers slid down along me until they penetrated me, first one finger, than two.

"Arnav," I cried out, tossing my head back as my eyes shut.

"How could you think of leaving me again? How dare you try to leave me?"

Opening my eyes, I looked back at Arnav. He looked so hurt, I just couldn't take. "What do I do," I cried.

Arnav covered my lips with his, his fingers thrusting away. He curved them, hitting that sweet spot, causing me to buckle forward. When he let go of my lips, he pulled out his fingers and dropped down to his knees and placed his mouth on me. A cry instantly escaped my lips as I clutched onto his hair and tossed my head back. He was torturing me with his tongue, and I just didn't know how much more I could take!

"Arnav please!"

"Please what," he muttered against me.

He had a point, what did I want? For him to forgive me? For him to give me my release? For him to let go of me- no! Never! I could never truly be separated from him, I can't-!

Instantly I was released and picked up. Arnav carried us out to the bedroom and dropped me unceremoniously onto the bed. And then without a word, Arnav had me on my hands and knees and thrusted deeply within me, causing me to moan in pleasure. He wrapped my sopping wet hair around his hand, and pulled me back to him, my back arching as I leaned back and wrapped an arm around him. He continued to thrust within me and I couldn't help my moans. As far as I knew, the rest of the family had gone out to a family friend's place, leaving just the two of us alone. So I didn't care how loud I was, and it didn't seem that Arnav minded either, especially when he finally allowed for me to cum.

Arnav released me and I went crashing to my front, gripping onto the sheets. Arnav was still buried within me and he moved over me, once again gripping my hair.

"You have some nerve for trying to leave me Khushi, some nerve!"

He thrusted within me deeply and it almost felt like he was going to go right up into my uterus.

"How could you," and he gave another deep thrust.

But I was a jumble of nerves, I couldn't muster up any words.
"Answer me dammit," he said, his voice strained. He gave another sharp thrust, hitting that sweet spot oh so delectably well.

"I'm sorry," I cried.

"How could you Khushi?"

He thrusted deeply once more, sending me over the edge again as I screamed into the sheets. But I wasn't given my moment to relish in it, Arnav turning me over onto my back, thrusting within me again. He took hold of my hands and brought them into one, keeping them above my head. I looked into his eyes and saw the hurt and anger in them, and my heart constricted once more.

"I love you Arnav-"

"Do you? Do you really?"

"Yes," I gasped.

"Then why did you pull away from me. Why did flinch at my touch?"

I had only flinched at his touch once, but I never realized how much that had hurt him. I really didn't want for him to hurt anymore, so I pulled my hands free from his grip and held him, kissing him everywhere I could.

"I love you Arnav, I love you so much, it makes my heart hurt! And for someone to threaten it-"

"No one can ever take you away from me."

"What if they try to take you away from me," I whispered, realizing my fears only then.

My biggest problem wasn't just the fact that my birth mother was pregnant with Arnav's child, but the fear of losing him to her, or to anyone. Because I allowed to let that fear to take control of me, I allowed for myself to be okay with distancing myself from Arnav, hoping that it would make it easier when that time came.

Arnav looked at me wide eyed before resting his forehead against mine. "Oh you stupid, stupid, stupid woman," and he thrusted harder with each word, sending me over the edge again.

I gripped onto him with all my life as I burst around him, feeling my insides clench around him. When I finally came down from my high, I looked up at Arnav to find him gazing down at me.

"No one and nothing can take me away from you Khushi," he said softly, his thrusts nice and slow.

"No one," I asked, tears threatening to fall again.

"And nothing. I'll go to hell and back if I have to, but no one will ever ever be able to take me away from you. Ever."

Tears came flowing free, down my cheeks, as I pulled Arnav in for a kiss. He continued to thrust within me and I arched my back to meet him. As the kiss intensified, so did his thrusts and within a matter of moments, Arnav came within me, the warm sudden burst filling within me. My insides clenched around him, milking him while my legs gripped onto him tightly. Arnav came crashing down on me, laying on my chest. His wet, sweat-covered body felt so good against mine, and I just wanted to stay like this.

Arnav tilted his head up to look at me. "Don't ever do that to me again."

"Never again," I promised.

Chapter Thirty Seven

Everything after that was simply a blur. There were a few moments that I had caught on, like being rushed away on a stretcher while people called out my name. Another moment I had caught on was the doctor telling everyone I had had a bad case of food poisoning, and as much as I wanted to scoff at the idea, I couldn't find the strength within me to do so. I remember a moment where I had woken up and Arnav was beside me, holding my hand as he laid his head on the bed and slept. A part of me wanted to reach out to him, but I couldn't and I didn't have the strength. At one point I was transferred home and I simply laid in bed. Everyone would come and check on me now and then, and while on the exterior I was doing somewhat better, inside, I was under torment.

My birth mother was back in my life, but not in the way I had hoped. Instead, she was pregnant with my husband's child! My husband's! The thought and the memory of the photograph from her ultrasound only made me sick to my stomach, causing me to only hurl out my guts even more. Arnav tried to be there for me but the truth is....

I know that Arnav didn't know that she was my birth mother but still - I just couldn't help the way I felt! I was utterly disgusted and I wanted space from him. It hurt me to do so but it also hurt me to have him close. Arnav slowly began to understand that I needed distance from him, and it hurt me to see him be so hurt, but I simply couldn't care about that right now.

So much for everything being perfect... so much for Arnav being Mr. Perfect.

Time went on, and I slowly began to feel better and was able to stomach certain things. I was still on antibiotics, and everyone was doing their best to take care of me. It was clear that Arnav wanted to as well, but I just couldn't. One night when Arnav had gotten into bed, he had brushed against me and I had recoiled, flinching away. The pain I had seen in his eyes truly did hurt me as well but I... I just...

I can't.

Nani had decided that perhaps it would be a good idea for me to have a change of environment, so she had me go home for a few days. Amma did her best to take care of me, going above and beyond as she always did, as well as Babuji. After much insistence, I had made Buaji go away on her trip, even though she had refused and wanted to stay back for me. But I understood how important her trips were for her, and honestly, the less people I had hounding on me, the better, so I had forced her to go.

It had been about a week and a half that I was at my parents' house, and everyday, Arnav would come to visit. However, when he would though, he kept a safe distance from me, just the way I would prefer it. He wouldn't say a single word, but he would keep his eyes on me, even though I ignored him and focused on whatever it was that I was doing. I wanted to stay longer, but Amma didn't think it was right for me to stay for too long, in fear that my in laws would say something. But Nani was only supportive, seeing that I was doing better while at my parents' so she agreed for me to stay even longer.

I had stayed in my home for about three weeks, purposely stretching my time here. I needed time to think and I needed a clear head-space. Even though Arnav would stay for a while when he visited, I still had more than enough hours to allow for myself to think.

Although really, what really is there to think about? It was just the processing of things that was just so... fuck! ...but then again, there were things to really think about it, and after being here for the weeks, I finally had done it.

I was ready to go back, so Arnav had picked me up and took me home. However, when we arrived, Nani didn't want me on my feet and had told Arnav to carry me up to our room. I glanced at Arnav as he glanced at me. Nani only repeated herself, and finally, Arnav picked me up into his arms and took me upstairs.

My mind was instantly transported back to the day we had arrived home from our honeymoon, and my heart constricted. Everything was so much better back then, and yet in reality, it wasn't even that long ago. We haven't even been married for 3 months, and yet things were already so rocky.

Arnav entered our room and placed me in bed. He went to reach over for a blanket, but paused when he felt the tug of my mangalsutra stuck on his shirt. My hands had immediately reached out, one holding onto my mangalsutra while the other gripped him from moving. Arnav's eyes moved from my hand on him to my eyes. Neither of us moved, nor said a word. He was so close to me, closer than he had been in days! There was a part of me that just wanted to pull him to me and kiss him, but there was the other part of me that was just disgusted by him.

Something in his eyes stirred and he looked away. He freed my mangalsutra from the button of his shirt and grabbed the blanket, draping it over me before leaving me to myself. His sudden actions left me stunned, and to be honest, hurt.

Since then, Arnav had been distant, and it wasn't because of my needs. It was clear in his eyes whenever I would see him, that he was truly hurt by me. But it just wasn't easy for me to go up to him, I mean for fucks sake, my birth mother is pregnant with his child!!! Surely I have the right to have wanted space from him! I mean the situation is just so... fuck!!!

More than a month had passed since Kinjal's revelation of her and her pregnancy, and for the first time, she had reached out by phone. Arnav was out by the poolside when she had called. He had put her on speakerphone, letting me know silently that she had called, having me hear what she had to say. She had demanded for Arnav to give $10,000 in funds for the month, or else she was going to tell the world about her pregnancy. Arnav attempted to threaten her back, but the woman only cackled and said that she expected her money, or else....

When she had hung up, Arnav's laptop notified him of an email. I walked over to it and saw that it was an email from none other than the woman herself. Enraged, I clicked on it, only to find two attachments. I clicked on the first one, revealing a photo from an ultrasound. Unlike in the photo I had seen a month ago, this photo contained a bigger fetus, Kinjal's name stated at the corner. It took me a moment to calm myself, shutting my eyes as I took in even breaths. Once I had relaxed, I closed the picture and opened the second attachment, only to be enraged once more.

The woman had sent a photo of her - naked - revealing her backside as she held her hair up in her hands, crossing her legs. The sight of it made me rage with disgust and I immediately deleted it and blocked her email address. Anger and rage built within me, so I entered the dressing room and without any thought, I began to scream.

Arnav came following in. "Khushi-"

"Get away from me!"

"Khushi-"

"I said get away!"

"But-"

"GET AWAY," and I reached out for whatever my hands could get on, and threw it to the ground.

I huffed and puffed heavily, items scattered throughout the floor. I felt so drained, that my knees gave out beneath me and I collapsed. Arnav immediately reached out for me and grabbed me, holding onto me.

"Khushi, are you okay," he asked, caressing my cheek. "Baby answer me, look at me Khushi!"

And for the first time since our wedding, I cried. I finally cried, my heart twisting and constricting inside of me, aching. I held onto Arnav, clawing at him in fits of rage, but Arnav didn't stop me and allowed for me to do as I did. I buried my face in his neck, crying away as I gripped onto him. I don't think I've ever cried like this, but then again, I had never been this hurt in my life, ever.

Chapter Thirty Six

"Hi daddy."

This... this can't be... I mean... no.

"What the fuck are you talking about, that thing can't be mine," Arnav sneered.

"Oh? I'm about 14 to 15 weeks pregnant Arnav, and if you use that CEO head of yours, when you count back in time, that would happen to be right about the last time we fucked."

"That can't be-"

"Oh baby, but it is."

Arnav looked away, burying his hands in his hair while I was still rooted in place, stunned. All I could do was stare at the woman - my birth mother! - in shock, while she smirked away at me.

"You know Arnav, when you told me that you were in love with the girl you were going to marry, I thought it had to be a joke. I mean, you loving someone is just hysterical, given all of your failed relationships and you just always coming back to me. And yet now... how sad. And how ironic, you happened to fall in love and marry my daughter."

Arnav's eyes snapped to hers.

"Honestly, I had no clue she was my daughter," she grimaced. "I never cared to look into her once I got rid of her."

I felt my heart pang in pain from her words. I had always hoped that maybe one day my birth mother would reach out to me, only she never cared about me at all.

"Only did I learn today that she was, once you called my older sister on stage. I have to admit though, Kajol didi sure still looks good for her age and jeejaji still looks delicious."

I felt my stomach churn at her words.

"I really am amazed Arnav, I mean... like really, first me, and then my daughter? You really do have a type, huh? First fucking and impregnating me, and then moving onto my daughter."

I felt my stomach churn again. I think I'm going to be sick.

"It's too bad I didn't find out about this earlier but because of hi- a certain someone, I was rather preoccupied. But oh well, no better time than the present," she grinned. "Anyways, back to the topic of our child-"

"That thing is not my child," Arnav roared. "I don't know what fucking game you're playing at Kinjal, but I know that's not my fucking child!"

"Oh sweet Arnav, don't be ridiculous-"

"The only one being ridiculous here is you! That is not my child, it just cannot be. For years I was careful and you made sure that I was! I'm not an idiot Kinjal, don't fucking try-"

"Well its not like we were trying on purpose, I mean pregnancy for me at this age? Please, I didn't even want my first pregnancy," she said with a roll of her eyes.

I looked up at her with tear filled eyes.

"What makes you think I want this one," she scowled.

"Then get a fucking abortion!"

"And miss an opportunity to benefit off of you? As if!"

Arnav looked at her with disbelief.

"I told you Arnav, you're mine. I helped you start up your business with my money-"

"I paid you back that shit-"

"With interest and interest, I know..."

Once again my stomach churned at her innuendo words.

"...but did you really think I was going to just let you go so easily?"

Arnav clenched his fists at his sides.

"Oh baby, the... luxury I receive from you, do you really think I'm going to go back to a... simpler life? As if! And now that I have your child in my womb, I'm not going to spare you at all."

"You disgust me," Arnav sneered.

"And yet you always came back for more," she grinned.

She opened up her clutch and retrieved a folded paper from it. "I expect full support on this Arnav, and if you don't, I will announce to the entire world that I am pregnant with your child. I can only imagine how crazy the media will go from such news. I wonder if my sister and my brother in law will ever look at you in the same way again, either," she feigned wonder before shrugging. "Ah, oh well!"

Reaching for Arnav's hand, she placed the folded paper in her hand. As much as I wanted to attack her from touching Arnav again, I was still too in shock to move.

"I'll contact you when I need my funds. Until then...."

She tried to move closer to Arnav to kiss him, but he took a big step back to get away from her. She simply chuckled before turning her gaze on me.

"Toodles, daughter of mine," she waved, and she walked away, the clicks of her heels echoing in my ears.

Arnav muttered and grunted, then he yelled and tossed the paper she had handed to him on the ground. It opened up right before me and seeing its contents snapped me back into gear, and I bent down to pick it up. It wasn't just any piece of paper, but a photograph from a ultrasound. The bottom left corner stated her name, and I stared at the fetus that was in this photo.

Without another thought, I ran into the bathroom and hurled out whatever I had ate. I felt Arnav behind me, holding my hair back as I released my guts into the beautiful marble white sink. After a few moments passed, I had finally emptied the entirety of my stomach. My grip on the sink was so tight, my knuckles were as pale as my face. I turned on the water to get rid of the contents, splashing cold water on my face and arms, while I felt Arnav rub my back and mutter words to me, but I couldn't focus on them.

This entire time, the woman I had heard so much of was none other than my birth mother. And now not only have a I discovered that my husband had been involved with my birth mother in the past, but my birth mother was now pregnant with my husband's child - pregnant! With my husband's child!

The room began to spin around me and I collapsed, the last thing that I could see or hear was Arnav hunched over me, yelling my name.

Chapter Thirty Five

The woman looked at me. "Ah, I see you've told your precious wife about me. How do you do," she said, holding her hand out.

Ugh, the nerve of this woman! I glared her down, refusing to put my hand in hers.

"Come now, there's no need to be so harsh," the woman smirked.

Arnav gritted his teeth. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

The woman looked at Arnav and I felt the urge to pop her eyeballs out. "Why Arnav, did you really think I was going to miss this gala? How could I? After all, I never have."

Wait what? She's been to this event before? But I thought they were never public about their relationship?

"No I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity," she said, toying with her clutch.

"You need to leave," Arnav sneered. "Or I will have security escort you out."

"Oh come now Arnav, is that any way to treat an old friend," she smirked.

I glared at her; she knew that I knew she was so much more than that, and her games disgusted me.

"You're no friend, so I will ask you again to leave the premises, or I will have you escorted out by security."

"Hmm, speaking of escort, remember when you used to escort me away from parties and we would sneak in a quick fuck?"

Her words not only made Arnav flinch but it made me fill up with rage!

How fucking dare she say such things in front of me?!

"I still remember the first time you ever hosted an event, and you couldn't wait to get balls deep within me-"

I made a move to attack her, but Arnav held me back. The woman looked at me with humor, her eyes brows raised.

"Why Arnav, you've got yourself a rather protective wife."

I glared at her, wanting to scratch that smirk off of her face.

"How cute," she dismissed. "Anyways, why don't we have a chat like the old days," she winked.

Arnav once again recoiled with disgust and I only heated up even more.

"Listen you fucking child molester..."

The woman looked at me again with her eyebrows raised.

"...I don't know who the fuck you think you are to talk to my husband that way, especially in front of me!"

"A child molester? Moi? Hmm... that definitely is interesting-"

"Shut the fuck up you old hag," and I tried to attack her again, but Arnav stopped me.

"Khushi stop it, she's not worth it."

"Oh come now Arnav, you and I both know you don't think that," the woman said. "I mean the number of times you came back to fuck me-"

This time Arnav wasn't able to stop me and I slapped the bitch so hard, my hand stung! Maybe it was because of my ring, because it had left a stinging red line on her face. The woman looked at me with raged eyes, but Arnav came in between us, covering me. I thought the woman would try to attack me back, but instead, she laughed! This fucking bitch laughed, holding onto her red, abused cheek!

"Why Arnav, you really have caught a good one," she laughed. "Such a child this one!"

Oh she's asking for it! I tried to make another move, but Arnav stopped me.

"If this is how she behaves from just the idea of us fucking, I can only wonder how she's gonna take what I say next."

"What the fuck are you talking about," Arnav yelled, exasperatedly.

"Tell me Arnav, does she know my name?"

My eyebrows met in the middle in confusion and so did Arnav's. Come to the think of it, I actually didn't know her name, I just referred to her as her.

The woman smirked. "I didn't think so. Of course, once she does and she learns of what I have to say, your supposed light to your darkness, may just dim forever."

"What the fucking hell are you talking about Kinjal," Arnav yelled, exasperated.

Wait a minute, her name is Kinjal? No... it can't be!

"I mean that this supposed light she gives you is going to dim once she learns that for the past few years, not only have you been fucking her birth mother..."

Both mine and Arnav's eyes widened.

"...but you've impregnated her as well."

Arnav and I were stunned to our spots as she moved her hands away, revealing a small baby bump.

"Hi daddy."

Chapter Thirty Four

As the auction took place, I couldn't help but to gaze at Arnav. He sat in between me and Amma, the two talking away. I caught sight of Babuji and he smiled at me. It was clear that Babuji was very proud, and very happy to have found a son in his son in-law, and I couldn't be any happier for him.

"Well titalya..."

I turned my attention to Buaji, who sat beside me.

"It looks like you've definitely found a gem for yourself," she smiled.

I looked back at Arnav and Amma. "No buaji, it was Amma that found him for me. I just got super lucky that my mother was able to find a gem like him."

At that moment, Arnav looked at me and I smiled. He smiled back at me as well, before returning back to his conversation, which now Babuji was a part of.

"I think it's safe to say I can leave my sanka Devi in good hands."

Wait what? "Leave? You're going away again?"

Buaji nodded. "I think it's time titalya."

"But why? You just came back-"

"Now, now, Khushi, you know it has been quite some time."

I looked down at my lap. Buaji reached out and caressed my cheek, lifting it up so that I would look at her.

"We've come a long way since I came back. Why when I came back, you were still single and meeting a bunch of losers, and look at you now! My sanka devi is married and happy, and it's more than I could ask for."

"But why do you have to leave?"

Buaji sighed. "You know why Khushi," she said softly. "But you know that I always come back to you, no matter what."

I immediately hugged Buaji. "I'm gonna miss you so much," I nearly whispered.

"Me too. I love you titalya."

"I love you too."

When I pulled back, I saw that Arnav, Amma, and Babuji were looking at us.

"I'm assuming Jiji has told you she's leaving," Babuji said.

Both of us nodded.

"Where will you go," Arnav asked.

"I'm not sure yet, but I'll be fine."

"What? But Buaji, you can't just leave like that."

"Oh my dear boy, I've always done this, for many years now."

"That may be, but I'm not letting you just wander around with nowhere to stay. I'm covering that for you and making sure you have a place to stay."

"But babwa-"

"But nothing Buaji. If you want to go somewhere, that's fine, but I will take care of everything else and I won't hear another word."

Buaji opened her mouth, but she was too stunned for words.

"Your niece has rubbed off on me Buaji, I can be very stubborn too," he grinned.

"I can see that," she chuckled. "Oh alright, I can tell I'm not going to win on this matter, so fine."

Arnav grinned and I couldn't help my smile.

I love this man so much!

*~*

The auctions had completed, and we had raised over 15 million dollars for the charity. I really couldn't believe my own ears at the value, but given all of the items that were auctioned, especially the antiques and how these people just casually bid millions of dollars, it helped for the shock to pass.

Dinner was served, and everyone happily ate. The food was absolutely amazing and everyone at the table were animated in conversation. I even noticed that Akash and Payal were exchanging some words, and I couldn't help but feel excited for them.

With dinner complete, the music began, and couples started to go out to the dance floor. Babuji immediately held his hand out to Amma and Amma put her hand in his and let him lead her to the dance floor. When I was younger, I thought they were gross for such deeds, but now, it made me so happy to see them be so in love, even after all this time.

Arnav held his hand out to me. "May I have this dance?"

I looked at Arnav with a smile  and placed my hand in his. "Always."

Arnav smiled and led me to the dance floor. He placed his hand on my hip while the other held my hand, and we danced away. Arnav led the way as we both gazed away at each other.

"I loved your speech," I said. "I didn't think you were going to say all of that."

"I would've told you but I wanted for it to be a surprise."

"That's very sweet of you Arnav. Thank you."

"No Khushi, thank you for coming into my life."

Arnav reaches down and kissed me, and all I wanted at that very moment was to be in his arms and love him. Perhaps Arnav was able sense my urgency because he broke away from me and led me away from the dance floor. Everyone was too busy amongst themselves to even notice us slip away and exit the hall.

Arnav led me down an empty hallway, which was filled with numerous marble statues. We went down a few different hallways until we arrived to an empty room. It as filled with paintings and statues but none of it was important nor carefully looked at, as Arnav backed me up against the wall and kissed me. His urgency was quite obvious from his kiss, and I knew he could sense mine as well. He began to pull up my skirt and I helped him out as he wrapped my leg around him. I felt his erection against me and whimpered against his lips. I needed him, I need him now and desperately! I reached in between us and undid his pants, releasing his massive length.

Arnav placed his hand in between my legs at the apex of my thighs. "You're soaking wet," he groaned in appreciation.

Arnav brought his other hand down and pulled my pantries apart, ripping it. Normally I would get mad at him, but right now, I could care less. He moved my disintegrated panties aside and put them in his pocket. He immediately brought his hand back to my folds and groaned in appreciation, spreading my wetness.

"Fuck Khushi, you're always so wet for me," he groaned.

I took hold of his length and swiveled my thumb over the tip, spreading the little bead of wetness. "So are you," I nearly whispered.

Arnav groaned once more and kissed me. His hand began to do wonders on my clit, and I ran my hand along his length. I needed him now, I don't care at all, I just needed him and I didn't care if anyone could walk in and find us in such a state. I ushered his length by my opening and without a word, he sunk within me, bringing a guttural moan out of my mouth.

"Fuck," Arnav hissed.

I held onto Arnav tightly, whimpering in his neck. Arnav began to slowly thrust within me, but as he did, his speed increased, the urgency just becoming too much. Being far away from the party and it being filled with loud music, Arnav and I didn't care about how loud we were. We were just too desperate for the other, meeting each other at every thrust until I couldn't anymore and exploded around him. I felt Arnav bite into my neck, and I knew another hickey was to come because of this.

I felt Arnav pulsate within me and heard him grunt. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

"But Khushi-"

"I need this."

Arnav nodded and pulled out of me. I immediately got on my knees and placed his cock in my mouth, and the moment I did, Arnav came apart, exploding into my mouth. I swallowed every last drop he had to offer and when he was done, I released him with a pop and kissed the tip of his length, causing him to jerk. He helped me up to my feet and tucked him back in and fixed him up. Arnav immediately kissed me and I moaned against him.

"I love you so much Mrs. Raizada."

"I love you too, Mr. Raizada," I smiled.

"Come, they're probably starting to look for us now."

"Sure, but lets just make a quick stop to the restroom before we do."

"Good idea."

We headed towards the bathroom so that we could make sure that we were presentable. Arnav and I had our arms linked as we walked, and I couldn't help but to gaze him. Arnav looked down at me with a smile and I returned him with one as well.

"Well, well, well ..."

Arnav and I stopped as we looked at a woman who stood in front of us, with her arms crossed in front of her as she held her clutch. Immediately, I felt Arnav stiffen beside me.

"I must say Arnav, you've barely changed one bit," she smirked, her head tilted to the side.

I looked at the aged woman in confusion, until it finally hit me. "It's you."

Chapter Thirty Three

All of the guests had arrived and everyone slowly began to take their seats. Arnav would be giving a speech before the auction began, which was how they would earn money to donate to charity. Apparently there were quite a number of items to be auctioned, and as I had never been at an auctioning event before, this definitely would be an interesting event to see.

With everyone seated, Arnav made his way on stage to the podium. I have to admit, my husband looked absolutely delicious in his Burberry galore, and just the sight of him made my body ache with desire.

Of course, I had to cool myself and keep my composure, it just wouldn't do, especially in such a public place.

"Good evening everyone," Arnav began, "and welcome to the 12th annual ROHD Gala, where we help raise money for the HLF Organization. I am very proud that HLF has once again agreed to partner with us, in the hopes of providing orphaned children a better future," and everyone clapped.

"Ever since I first started this charity event, I would basically always say the same thing - how I too, am an orphan, and that I know what these children feel, and that is why this organization is so close to my heart - because it provides these children with hope, a chance at a better life, and a chance to a brighter future. And with the help of your donations in the past years, we have been able to do just that, so please, a round of applause for yourselves."

The hall filled up with applause again and slowly simmered down, bringing attention back to Arnav.

"But tonight, I won't just be saying that. Tonight, I want to talk about how for the first time, hope has been brought into my life, how my life has been bettered, and how my future has become brighter.

"For a long time, I found myself to be in the dark. Light simply did not shine through, no matter how hard I tried and wanted for it too. It affected me, affected my behavior, and even caused me to make decisions I regret very much so."

Immediately I thought of that woman but quickly buried it to its grave.

Arnav stayed silent for a moment. "If possible, I would go back in time and change those things. But then I can't help but wonder that if I could change those things, would my life have been so dark that the light which I needed, would have ever appeared in my life? I don't know, and I may never know, but that's alright. All that matters is the light that is in my life, and that is none other than my beautiful wife, my Khushi."

Everyone looked at me as they awed, but I could only look at my husband as my heart ached for him.

"Khushi, you are the light I never knew I would ever have. Ever since you came into my life, nothing has ever been the same - I haven't been the same. And I not only want to thank you for bettering me, but thank divine above for gracing you into my life, for allowing me to be the one who gets to spend the rest of his life with you."

I pursed my lips and fought back my tears. I knew Arnav had to give a speech, but I never knew he was going to say all of this!

"But also, there is another person I need to thank - two really, but one in particular: your mother."

Amma looked at Arnav with surprise, glancing back and forth between him and me.

"Ma, if it weren't for you, I never would've had your daughter in my life. If it weren't for you, I never would've had light in my life. In fact, not only would I have not have your amazing daughter as my wife, but I wouldn't have had you as my mother.

"What many of you may not know is that Ma and I constantly have conversations through text..."

I looked at Amma in shock - even I didn't know this.

"My mother, as many of you may know, passed away with my father in a car accident when I was only 7 years old. Since then, I lacked having a mother, even though I did have my Mami and Mai around, but it just wasn't the same. When Khushi came into my life, I not only got a wonderful life partner, but a mother as well. She has guided me, reasoned with me, and has definitely given me a pointer or two about how to pacify my wife."

At that, some people chuckled.

"Not only that, but she has helped to complete my life. Not only did she give the love of my life, but she gave me a new mother and a new father, and for that, I am forever grateful."

Amma had tears in her eyes, and like me, she forced them back.

"So this year, I want to dedicate this gala you, Ma, for bringing hope into my life, for making my life better, and for brightening my future with the angel that is your daughter."

Everyone in the room erupted into applause, many of them having shed some tears. Arnav gestured for Amma to join him on stage and after I ushered her too, as well as Babuji and Buaji, she went. When she stood before him, Arnav bent down to seek her blessings, but Amma stopped him and hugged him, placing a kiss on his forehead as she ran a hand through his hair.

Many years ago, Amma had really wanted son after me, as well as Babuji. But due to complications, it never happened, leaving a part of her life empty. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why Amma had always tried to push marriage one me - so that she could seek a son from her son in-law. And seeing the two on stage now, it was very evident that Amma finally had the son she she had dreamed of, and Arnav had the mother he had always yearned for, and it made my heart fill with joy to see two of the people I love oh so very much be so happy.

*~*

As Arnav and Kajol came off the stage, not far away, in a corner, stood a woman with a drink in hand.

Well isn't this just interesting.... No matter Arnav, no matter. You can claim that light has entered your life, but I am about to darken it so much, that no light will ever be able to crawl through.

Chapter Thirty Two

A hot and steamy session at the office just wasn't enough, so the session was later resumed when we arrived home late that night, and all I can say is, I have no regrets. We had holed ourselves up for so long at the office, that everyone at home had already eaten and had gone to bed. It should be mentioned that by everyone, I meant Nani, Di, and Jeejaji. Akash, Mama, and Mami had gone to Singapore for business and fun. NK had gone back to Australia to his mother to finalize the sale of their house. I had met and spoken to NK's mom, who the kids referred to as Mai, through Skype, and she was a very sweet woman. She treated everyone as if they were her own flesh and blood, and I knew it would be great once she and NK came back home.

In fact, everyone soon would be home. It turns out that every year, the family would host a gala in the hopes of raising donations to a charity that would help to provide for orphaned children. It was clear to me as to why Arnav had chosen this certain charity, and while it did make my heart pang, I was also proud of my husband for helping those children create new beginnings.

The gala would be hosted this weekend, giving enough time for everyone to come back and settle in. Given that this was a big deal for Arnav and an occasion for the family to be together, Arnav had invited my family to come along as well. He even invited Payal's family. At first I was confused why, not to be mean or anything, but remembering the way my devar had eyeballed my cousin, I totally understood my husband's intentions. And to be honest, I wasn't mad about it at all!

On Wednesday morning, Akash, Mama, and Mamiji had returned, Mamiji having splurged on a whole bunch of gifts for all of us. She had also bought quite a lot of exquisite jewelry, to which Nani teased her, telling her to save them for her future daughter in law. In that moment, on the low, I had let Akash know that Payal would be coming to the gala, and my devar lit up like it was Christmas morning!

How cute!

The following morning, NK and Mai had arrived, and the moment Nani saw her daughter in her widow's wear, she broke into tears. When NK's father had passed away, Nani was sick and wasn't able to fly out to her son in law's funeral, although she had really wanted to. But due to health precautions, she had to stay behind and only Arnav, Akash, Mama, and Mamiji had gone to the funeral, Di and Jeejaji staying behind to take care of her. So Nani had never really seen Mai in such clothes, and it truly broke my heart as I watched the two cry in each other's arms. In fact, everyone had gotten a little emotional at that moment, even Arnav, who was clenching his fist.

The feeling of losing someone dear to you was a feeling Arnav knew all to well. It broke my heart to see him in such pain, so I held his hand in mine. Arnav's eyes met mine and I gave him a humble smile. All that mattered now was that we were together - the whole family was together, all under one roof, and we would always be there for each other.

*~*

Saturday evening arrived, and the whole family was ready. As we all prepared to leave, I called Amma to see how far they were, and it turned out that they were already at the venue, along with Payal and them. When I let Arnav know that they were all already there, poor Akash had overheard and he seemed to had become a little too eager to get there as quickly as possible.

Honestly I have no idea as to how serious his feelings are for my cousin, but if he causes trouble, you can bet I'll be gripping him by the ear.

Once the family was all ready and gathered, we all headed out to the venue. Once again, the paparazzi went into a frenzy, yelling out to us as to which way we should look so they could get their perfect shot. As soon as we were done with the photos and walked the carpet, we entered the venue, and it was absolutely grand! The large glass dome ceiling was stunning, revealing the beautiful night sky and the full moon's light! But my attention was immediately taken away from it, as Payal and the rest of my family came towards us.

"Oh my gosh Sanka Devi, you look beautiful," Buaji gushed.

"May you be protected from the evil eye," Amma said.

"I'll say, all the other ladies must be absolutely jealous," Choti Ma chuckled.

"Well screw them," Payal said before dragging me away.

"What the-? Payal!"

But Payal didn't stop until she had me away from everyone, taking us over to wear the bar was set up.

"Khushi you look stunning! It's gotta be like Sabyasachi or something!"

"It is," I smiled as I showed off my gorgeous red lehenga.

"Ugh to die for! Anyways, the reason why I pulled you aside..."

Oh? Now I was curious.

"Um... well I don't know how exactly to say this but..."

"But...?"

"Uh, well... your devar may have hit me up on my DMs..."

My eyes widened immediately.

"And I may have ignored it?"

I couldn't believe my ears. "Shut up!"

Payal shook her head.

"Oh my-! Akash really messaged you?"

"But I didn't open it, I was too afraid-"

"For what you idiot? He's totally got the hots for you! My poor devar is checking you out right now!"

Payal turned around in confusion and saw that I was right, Akash flinching away as we both looked at him.

"See! He was totally checking you out!"

"I see that but...."

"But what," I frowned.

"Khushi... at your wedding I heard some of the girls say some things."

Huh?

"It was like right before the ceremony started and I was checking in with the guests like Badi Ma told me to, and I overheard one of the girls saying how Akash had asked for her phone number."

Oh? Well this is news to my ears.

"Not only did I hear that, but later in the evening, I had heard that he had not only gotten that girl's phone number, but seven other girls' phone numbers as well."

"What the? Eight girls-"

A memory from the night of my wedding came into mind.

"Alright you two, enough," Di said. "Why can't you guys be good like Akash?"

Akash grinned. "That's right."

Arnav and NK glanced at each other and then at him. "Eight."

Akash flinched. "Uh..." and he left the room.

Well that sure makes a lot more sense now.

"Khushi?"

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned my attention back to Payal.

"I just wanted to let you know that he had hit me up and what I had heard, that's all...."

I looked at her carefully. "You sure that's the only reason why..."

Payal looked down at the floor.

"Or because you may have feelings for him but you're scared?"

She didn't say anything.

"Pays, he's a really good guy. Granted what he did at my wedding was him being a total flirt but... but I haven't seen him act that way ever since I married Arnav. So... if you want my blessing and take a chance, then go for it."

Payal met my eyes with hers. "Are you sure?"

"Why not," I shrugged. "I've never seen him so smitten. I mean, when I told him you were gonna be here, he practically jumped with joy! He likes you, he's totally into you... give it a chance."

Payal gave me a small smile and hugged me, and I hugged her back.

"And don't worry Pays - if he ends up doing something bad, I'll grip by his ear so hard, he'll regret it."

"Thanks Khushi."

"Of course."

The sound of someone clearing their throat brought our attention back to our surroundings. It turned out to be none other than my husband himself, looking at the two of us with eyebrow arched.

"I hope I'm not intruding?"

"Not at all jeejaji," Payal grinned before releasing me. "However I must say," she said, moving beside him and linking her arm with his, "it's rather cute how restless you are being away from my sister for so long."

"What can I say? I love her that much," he winked.

"Hai, how sweet!"

Arnav looked at me and I felt my cheeks heat with blush, which at this point, must be as red as my sari. Payal gave Arnav a quick hug and left us, allowing for my husband to come closer to me and take advantage of my flushed state.

"Your cheeks are red Khushi," he murmured.

"Hmm," was all I could say.

"Are you feeling warm?"

"A little," I nearly squeaked.

Oh gosh, I'm acting like the way I did when we first got married! I don't know why, but his sweet words just always had a way of affecting me.

Arnav chuckled as he brought his lips to my ear. Behind him, I could see all the guests looking at us, muttering to themselves.

"Arnav, everyone's looking at us," I whispered.

"I don't care," and he nipped at my earlobe.

My eyes shut instantly and I forced myself not to squeal in delight. I felt Arnav grin against me before pulling away to look at me. When I opened my eyes to look at him, I found that grin still on his face.

"Shall we, wife?"

"As soon as I have a drink," I nodded.

Arnav couldn't help his chuckle and asked the bartender for some water. The cool liquid was most definitely welcomed to my body, allowing for my cheeks to simmer down.

With that out of the way, Arnav led me to meet some of our guest, some of whom I had already met. I have to admit, I was a bit stunned by the few celebrities that had come, even though I had met some before. I mean it isn't exactly easy to overcome that sort of shock just like that, especially not when you've been seeing them on the big screen for so long. But I had learned to keep myself under control around them, even though I was shrieking like a banshee on the inside as I took selfies with them and we all posted it to our social medias.

As the last of the guests arrived and Arnav greeted them and mingled with them, I spent some time with my family. Everyone was animated in conversation and I just loved that everyone got along so well.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

I turned to Amma, finding her smiling at me humbly. She caressed my cheek, looking at me up and down.

"My sweet girl, I can't believe how much you've grown up."

I smiled at her, holding her hand.

"If I didn't have you in my life, I-"

"Amma please, don't," I said, feeling my emotions ready to overtake me.

I could see that Amma's were ready to overtake her too, but she controlled herself. "I'm sorry, it's just... seeing you with Arnav is only making me realize how much you've grown. I still remember the day you were born, when the doctor handed you to me when you were born...."

I looked away, playing with her hand.

"I may have not given birth to you, but that means nothing to me. Having you as my daughter has been such a privilege-"

"Amma-"

"And even though I couldn't give you siblings due to my own complications, I'm still glad that I was able to spend almost all of my time with you."

I could feel tears threatening to form and I forced them back. "Amma," but my voice cracked.

"You've grown into such a mature, beautiful young woman, and you're an outstanding wife to Arnav. ...and I can see that you love him very much."

I looked up at her.

"The way you look at him, the love in your eyes... its just the way he looks at you, even now," she nodded.

I looked in the direction she had gestured and saw Arnav, gazing away at me even though a man was talking to him. He smiled at me and I felt my heart flutter.

"The way you two love each other, it's just like your father and I, and I am so happy that you found love; it definitely suits you. And Arnav truly is a wonderful boy; even after learning the truth about our family, he has done nothing but respected and supported you and our family. I'm so proud of him, as I am very proud of you."

I looked back at Amma and hugged her. All I wanted to do was hold her and have her hold me. "I love you Amma, so, so much."

"I love you too, baby girl." Amma pulled back and caressed my cheek once more. "There is just one thing I wanted to ask."

"What is it Amma?"

"When will I be promoted to a grandmother?"

What! "Amma!"

Amma began to laugh and I frowned at her. Honestly, the nerve of this woman! I haven't even been married for half a year yet, and she's already asking for grandchildren!

But then again....

It's not like I don't want have children someday, I definitely do. In fact, Arnav and I once had this conversation when I first began my birth control pills. Arnav wanted children too, but we both had decided that it was just too early for us, and definitely too early in our marriage. We wanted to spend time together, be close to one another before we began to take care of a third and extended our family.

And to be honest, I couldn't wait for that day when I could potentially have a mini version of my Arnav.