Before starting, this is just what i feel riddhima might be feeling from the start till the supposed miscarriage we are all dreading...
P.S. sorry for any grammar mistakes 😂😂
As an orphan family was something i always wanted, the love and pampering of grandparents, the scolding of parents, doing pranks with my siblings but i never got that, the only family i had was Sejal who was my best friend, sister and confidante.
Then i met Kabir and what i thought was love was more like some form security that he could provide, but destiny had different plans for me. For Kabir i went into enemy's house, to prove my love i married Vansh, but who knew the one whom i hated will become the one i loved so deeply.
There was always a part of me which was jealous of Vansh not because of all things he had but because of his family no matter what they always had his back, but i was never a part of it, i was always the outsider, and someone who was not of their standard.
I bore all the torture because i never wanted to lose, i forgave them for all the humiliation and pain they made went when Vansh took his revenge because i knew he was hurt by my betrayal.
The happiest news of my life was that i was pregnant, that i can have my own cute little family with Vansh. But even that happiness was short lived.
I understand Vansh fear that his past might affect, but i tried my best to make him understand but i was getting tried of being alone in my all struggle, of him being there with me but still not being with me.
Today was the worst day i lost everything in a split second, i dont know when i ran ,i dont know when i pushed Vansh away to save from a truck racing towards his direction, i felt the pain of getting hit, i felt my little baby dying and i felt the overwhelming sense of emptiness filling me before i lost consciousness.
Waking up to the terrible truth was the most difficult thing. I wasnt ready to meet the family members because i didnt want to see pity or the relief and happiness in some people's face.
Vansh was there for me but when i looked at him i can see how much he trying to control his emotions, maybe he is guilty of not doing to save his child..i just dont know anything ..i just feel bone tried.
I dont know how will i move on from. I keep staring at my sonography report and listening to recording of my baby heartbeat. I dont what to do, i dont how to live, will i ever be able to move on?
P.S.
This is just on OS, i have never in my life written a story and posted it online, and i dont know about proper structuring of stories so constructive criticism is welcome and sorry if there is Grammar mistakes or very little of Vansh, because his thought process is a little difficult to capture.
Also do tell i the title is appropriate or not.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
