Chapter 45
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Section 2 A
"Why are you doing this, Arnavji?" Her face was a picture of confusion.
Arnav swallowed hard.
"Khushi, you said that we should never have met." he started.
Khushi nodded slowly.
"I didnt realise why you had said so then. It was as I thought about what you said that I realised how right you were." he confessed.
Khushi's brow furrowed. Keeping track of Arnavji's thoughts was more difficult than managing a room full of naughty children running in different directions at the same time.
"I caused Payal's wedding to be cancelled. I stripped you off your dignity by airing the video clip. My actions hounded you out of Lucknow to Delhi." Arnav sighed. "And in Delhi, I made your life hell in the office. I never lost an opportunity to hurt you when you were working at my home. And then our terrible marriage... Khushi, directly and indirectly, I have given you only trouble I stole your peace, your reputation, your financial security, your place in your family, your happiness... I destroyed your life. I shattered the very foundation of the life you had built for yourself during the last 10 years or so..."
Khushi felt a big lump in her throat.
"Before you met me, you were happy, carefree. You had dreams, a future, a place in your family, in your society... Khushi, I ruined you. I destroyed everything you held dear. Khushi, let me return everything I took from you."
Khushi stared at him, his moist eyes and his earnest appeal pulling at her heart strings.
"Khushi, you want to leave me. I dont want you to. I dont like the thought. But I know that you are entitled to leave me. Because I have been a bad husband, a terrible employer, and a cruel, terrible man to know. Go. Leave me on the 15th if you want to. But when you leave me, you should go taking with you everything I snatched from you." Arnav whispered.
She looked at him.
Arnav cradled her face in his palms. "You will be Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada, with the weight of her husbands family behind her. You will never be alone, Khushi. You will never be helpless again, Khushi. No one will take your name without respect, Khushi. Nobody will question the genuineness of the mangalsutra you are wearing. No one will wonder if you actually have a husband or not... Khushi, where ever you go, my name will protect you." His fingers touched the black beads of her mangalsutra gently. "Take that even if you leave me."
Khushi drew in a breath with great difficulty.
"Arnavji, you dont have to... I dont need..."
"I know you dont need me to do this, Khushi. I know that you are capable of rising from your ashes again. You will find a job. You will look after your family. You will live. You dont need me to do anything for you... But I need to do this, Khushi. I need to do this if I have to live on." Arnav said, his voice shaking with emotion.
A tear escaped from her eye. Arnav kissed it away.
"Khushi, you dreamed about your marriage, didn't you? That you would have your family with you? That all would be happy? There would be lights, flowers, and laughter? And jalebis...? "he asked.
Khushi nodded slowly.
"I made a mockery of your dreams 6 months ago, Khushi. Let me make up for that. Let me give you the wedding of your dreams... And Khushi, marrying me does not mean that you have to stay here after the 15th. This is not a trick to make you stay." Arnav said.
She looked in to his tired eyes, bruised from lack of sleep and worry and tears.
"Arnavji... I will marry you." Khushi said, unable to bear his pain and his guilt any longer. "But you have to promise me something."
Arnav looked at her enquiringly.
"That you will put our past out of your mind. That you wont worry about every single incident that happened between us during the last one-and"a-half years and regret them..." How could she walk away, leaving him to burn in the fire of his guilt?
Arnav kissed her hand fervently.
"I will try, Khushi. I promise I will try. Will you try with me? Can you put our past behind us? Can you forgive me? Can we start anew?" His eyes held hope, eagerness, desperation...
Khushi nodded.
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