***Part 11***
It was a new day, a new beginning. I opened my eyes feeling fresh, rejuvenated and loved. Nothing can beat the feeling of waking up next to the love of your life. Virat was still deep asleep mumbling something incorrigible as I wiggled myself from his embrace. I sat up slipping into his shirt to admire the view in front of me. It was magnificent. The sky was still dark and sun rays were threatening to cut their way into the blue sky. This really is a dream house. I curled up and hugged my knees tightly with my hands realizing that my body slightly aching from all the tumult of the previous day. I looked at the man responsible for this, he was sleeping like a baby and I couldn't take my eyes off from his beautiful face. It was perhaps almost 24 hours since I had arrived here, but somehow it feels like a week or more.
Everything is intense with Virat. His anger, his care, his guilt, his love, his desire- everything. My life which had been in black and white since the last three years suddenly started shining in high definition saturated colors. Ever since he stepped on my front door a week ago, it seems like life returned back into my veins. I am no longer blank. I am no longer passive. I am no longer lost. I feel completely alive and full of energy.
I cannot help but acknowledge what an amazing father he is turning out to be. A small smile played on my face which quickly turned into apprehension. He had gathered up a lot of baggage these past three years, so have I. We need to look towards the future, think about us and our kids.
I am still not sure what happened that day, three years ago, when I decided to run, but for now, I am not going to worry about it. I am not going to worry about anything other than my family. Virat loves me. Virat loves our kids. Period. I refuse to think beyond this. It is one day at a time and one task after another.
As of now, we need to find a school for the kids and set-up the new house. I clambered out of the bed and took a leisurely shower knowing that Nikki and Ria won't be up until another thirty minutes. I think I am going to make a big breakfast. I select a sari which is royal pink in color, I love the way it complements my complexion. I am sure Virat is going to like it. I notice the time. Oh no, they must be up. I quickly knot my hair and step outside, closing the door behind me. Mrs. Andrews is already out fixing up things in the kitchen. I smell coffee. "Good Morning" I mutter guiltily.
"Good morning ma'm. I checked on the kids, they are not awake yet. Would you like some coffee??" she asked very professionally.
"Oh. Yes, please. Do you make breakfast for Virat every morning?" I inquired.
"Mr. Vadhera doesn't eat anything in the morning. He only takes coffee, atleast 2-3 cups, black." She answered. What? So much coffee, must be for his hangovers. I shake my head. Virat!! This is not done.
"Ohh..well I would like to make something. What do we have?" I ask.
"Not much ma'm. Mr. Vadhera hardly eats anything at home. That was why he ordered food even yesterday. The old refrigerator exclusively used to hold only alcohol." Mr. Andrews informed, with a tinge of disapproval. That was pretty indiscrete of her I thought.
"Right, could you go with one of the guys and get some things from the store? I am going to make a list." I politely ask her.
"Sure Mrs. Vadhera." She smiles. She seems to like me.
"Please call me Manvi." I smile back.
"Yes. Manvi." she smiled some more. I couldn't help notice that everyone was scared of Virat. He used to be such a fun and jovial guy. Wonder why he is acting all uptight. I hand her the list, sent her off and was pouring myself a cup of coffee.
"Hey, where did you disappear?" I saw Virat sleepily come towards me in. His hair is ruffled up and he looked like he walked here straight from the bed. He took me in his arms before I knew it and hugged me tightly. "I thought you left again." He said without letting me go. There was so much fear and sadness in his voice that I felt my soul cringe inwardly.
"I am right here jaan." I whispered. "I wanted to make breakfast." I try to pull apart to look at his face. He releases me but is still holding my hands in his.
"Ohh, I can order something or we can all go out, whatever you want." He said beginning to relax a little.
"No, it is not healthy, I want to fall back into the old schedule for the kids, we have been pretty irregular in the last few days."
He laughed.
"Share the joke?" I frowned.
"You, and your schedules. Do we have another option?" he teased.
"No, you don't. I am going to wake the kids up."
"Okay. I will come with you." He said placing a small kiss on my lips. Woah, passionate scenes of the previous night start to run in front of the eyes and I start blushing like a stop light. He looks at me and chuckles. I think he is enjoying himself seeing me like this. He suddenly changed gears, his gaze is burning into me now. Ohh my, before I forget. "Kids..." I remind him.
He hand travels down around my waist, grabbing it close to him. "You look so pretty in this color." He says smiling. And without any warning, he pins me across the wall, and his mouth is on mine, kissing me frantically. For a minute, I forget where I am standing and what I was going to do. We are charged up with unbound desire, I pull apart from him panting, grasping for some air.
"I want you Manvi, now." He says. I close my eyes, my throat is entirely parched, I cannot even object, I want him as much as he wants me. My legs fall weak. This is so shameless. "Virat, please...later, plz. Ria will start crying if I am not around when she wakes up." I manage to speak. His breath had already picked up speed. He closes his eyes tightly and thinks for a moment, as if talking to himself and leans his forehead onto mine. "Later?" he asks but it is more like an order.
"Later." I blush looking away.
"Alright." He nuzzles my hair. Randy the security person, appears from nowhere. Virat turns around releasing me. "What ?" he scowls at him.
"Mr. Shekawath's phone, he says it's urgent." Randy mumbles apologetically.
Virat is upset. This is so unlike him. Why is he so upset? It is just a phone call. "Tell him that I will call back when I find the time." He snaps, dismissing him from the room. Randy retreats like an injured pet.
"Virat, what's with the mood?" I ask.
"Nothing. Why don't you wake up the kids? I need to check on something." He smiles.
"Ofcourse." I say, still trying to read him.
He warmly holds my face in his hand "I am so glad you decided to give us a chance baby. I love you so much. I am going to bring the whole world to your feet." He said, with nothing but utmost sincerity.
I giggle, its heart-warming- his affection. "and I love you. I am not going anywhere Virat." I hand him coffee and send him off.
~~~
At breakfast, Nikki and Ria were in a exceptionally foul-mood. They don't like their room, their stuff, the house. They don't want to go to a new school. They want to go back to the old house, in India.
"But, daddy lives here.." I try to explain them.
"Why can't daddy stay at our place?" Nikki asks, whiny.
"Because daddy runs a big company here." I tell them, patiently.
"Why can't he run a big company in India?" Ria asks, equally whiny.
I sigh; everybody is in a complaining-mood today. "Alright, give me one day, I will fix everything. If you still don't like it, then we will talk again. OK?"
They think about it for a minute before they grudgingly agree. "OK." They yield. Thank god!
Virat walks in, he is on the phone. He had showered and was looking extremely profession. White linen shirt, grey trousers, very CEO-ish, very hot. His hair was still wet. He walks upto to dining table and places his jacket on the chair. "Yes, I am coming. Get all the shareholders in." he hangs up. His grim face relaxes looking at our visibly upset and poutish kids. He laughs slightly. "Whats with their faces?" he asks.
"Everthing ok??" I ask.
"Yes. I am sorry, I need to go to work for a few hours. Nothing too long." He kisses the kids to their much reluctance and picks up his jacket.
"You are not going like this. Your hair is wet and you haven't eaten anything." I make him sit and serve him breakfast. Ria starts giggling looking at Virat, I think noticing that nobody can have a way with mommy. "That's right bunny, eat your sandwich" I glower at her.
"Manvi, I am getting late. I have an important meeting." But, I already start drying his hair with a towel, he doesn't move, he has given up. I just know so, by looking at his relaxed shoulders. I wrap his sandwich up in a foil that Mrs.Andrews brings and hand it to him to his much exasperation as he fixes back his hair. Virat shoots angry stares at Mrs. Andrews making her wilt, she walks away with her head down.
"I am going to call you once I am done. We can all go and get ice-cream in the evening." He said looking at the kids and they clap out of their sulky moods instantly. He laughs and turns to me "Blanco will be here, if you need to go anywhere while I am gone. Please don't go anywhere without him." He warns me, placing a small kiss on my cheek. I flush looking at the kids. They are looking at us with all their attention. He smiles at them and then he is gone.
He seemed very distracted. I can now see why everybody is so scared of him. He has changed, radically. He isn't the fun-loving, constantly joking, empathetic person I know. He has like build a firewall around him, allowing nobody in, no exceptions. Except me and kids ofcourse. Can I bring him out?
~~~
I spent most part of the day unpacking and setting up the kids room. Mrs. Andrews, Randy and Blanco were helping me. I didn't like that their room was so far away from ours. So, I converted the small room attached to our bedroom into their little haven. I could put everything like it was before. The spiderman, the bunnies, their bunk-bed, their fort, the pictures. They walked in as I was finishing up and jumped around. They liked it. They like it more that there was a beautiful view of the garden and swimming pool from there and that my room was so much nearer to theirs. I made their favorite things for lunch. All in all, my kids are happy and they are enjoying themselves. I am overcome by joy, basking in a motherly glow.
As the kids were napping, I start to unpack my stuff. I hadn't got anything other than my clothes. I look around and see that the room is very empty. An interior designer had come after Virat left and she was doing the entire house but I somehow wanted to design this room by myself. Suddenly, an idea flashes.
"Blanco, do you have the keys to the old house?" I ask. Blanco was a bit uncomfortable, I could tell, probably it brought back memories for him too. "Virat said that it is still the same, he hadn't moved anything. I want to get some of the old stuff, to decorate our room." I explain without waiting for his answer.
"Yes, I can fetch it for you ma'm but I think you should check with sir first." He replied.
"Sir? Blanco, you used to call him Virat." I asked, my jaw wide open. Even Blanco is intimidated by Virat?
I ask the kids to get ready and I call Virat. "Yes" I hear his voice. It is so angry and scary. Jeez!
"Virat..is everything alright?" I ask.
"Ohh sorry, hi baby...its so nice to hear your voice. Yes, ofcourse, everything is perfect." His voice changes into a really mellow one.
I brood over the change in his tone for a second. It is disturbing. I really need to talk with him. "I am going to the old house. I want to get some things for our room." I inform him.
"Oh. Take Blanco and Randy with you. Are you taking the kids too?"
"Yes and Mrs. Andrews too. They will feel good if they get some fresh air."
"I see you both are bonding well." He wryly comments. "Stop by my office after you are done. We will go eat ice-cream together. I am almost done here."
"Okay. Sounds like a plan." I giggle.
"Bye baby."
"Bye Virat. I love you."
I hear his smile "I love you more. Now go." He says.
~~~
My heart cringed as I stepped into our old house. I had left the kids with Mrs. Andrews in the car. It was recently cleaned, I could tell. All the stuff, the portraits, the paintings, the wind-chimes, the garden with my plants- brought back the memories of a previous life. It was nostalgic. I step into our bedroom. Last time I was here I had gotten the shock of my life. I moved in trying not to think about it anymore than I needed to. Brooding over this stuff had not gotten me anywhere. I heard Blanco outside, he was speaking with Virat updating him that we were here. What is with Virat keeping so many tabs on me? Must be because of the nosy media.
On the top of the bed there was a large portrait of me and Virat from the day we were married. I looked at the people in that picture. They were so different than us. I, so innocent, so carefree, not a hint of worry what-so-ever. Virat, so happy and his laugh so sweet. We were crazily in love and in our own dream world.
I went out and asked Blanco to transport all the paintings and windchimes and portraits from the living room. I climbed the bed to take down our marriage portrait down. I wanted to put this in the same position in our new house. As I was climbing down, I saw something shine on the floor in the gap between the bed and the wall. You couldn't see it unless you had the top view angle. I climbed down and fished it from that tiny gap with my fingers. It was bracelet. It had charms, white stones and small bells that made a tinkling sound. Looks like the people who kept cleaning, missed his nook for a long time, it was laden in dust.
I put it under the water to clean it. I had something similar with me but this wasn't mine!!!!
I shuddered looking at it. Maybe it belongs to that woman, the woman who was here or were here. My thoughts began going hay-wire. I closed my eyes and gulped. "Mrs. Vadhera, we need to leave. I think there is someone else in the house." I heard Blanco. I lost my voice and I was still looking at the bracelet. "Mrs.Vadhera!" Blanco yelled.
"MANVI!!!" I looked at him. "We need to go, now." He shouts at the top of his voice.
I slowly walk towards him. He is all eyes, searching through the room. He asks Randy to stay in the car with the kids on his radio. Whats going on?? Kids? I look at him. Out of the blue, we hear a gunshot. My heart stops for a second and my brain freezes. Blanco slams me down and I feel the bullet moving past, narrowly missing me. I couldn't move. What the f**k! Blanco gets his gun out, pulls me up, keeping our heads down, he protects me by covering me with him huge body shuffling around me from all sides and suddenly he grabs my hand and we make a run out of the house, for our lives. Somebody wants to kill me!
"Suspect armed!" Blanco alerts on the radio as we run down the stairs. I wasn't even aware that he was wearing a radio. I pray feverishly. Please god, please keep the kids safe. Please don't let anything happen to them. They are so little and innocent. Pleaaase. I beg. My pace quickens to keep up with Blanco and soon we are on the road, the car still on the drive-way and Randy stands alert outside the car, his hand inside his jacket probably hiding a freaking gun too. I see that the kids were fine and chatting with Mrs. Andrews. I run inside and hug them. Randy immediately starts the car and we swerve back to the road in a hurry.
"Where is Blanco?" I asked Randy.
"He stayed back, he is going back in Mrs.Vadhera." Randy replied.
"What? Let's go back, what if he is in danger?" I was really worried for Blanco. My phone rang. It was Virat."Virat!!! Are you alright??" I ask panic taking over me.
His voice is cold and calm. "Manvi, I am fine. You were the one who got attacked." He pointed out the obvious. "Randy is driving home. I am about to reach there in another five minutes. I will wait for you outside."
"Ok." I whisper. What the hell is happening? Why would anyone want to attack me?
We reach home and Virat is standing at the driveway for us. He opened the door and looked at me from top to bottom. "You are fine." He says cupping my face, more to himself than me. He quickly pulled up the kids into his arms. "Let's go in." He said walking inside in a hurry. As we entered the house, I let out a deep breath.
"Virat, Blanco?" I ask him still reeling from the shock.
"He is fine. I just spoke with him." Virat replied putting the kids down.
"Ohh..Did he see anyone in there?" I ask, relaxing a little bit, now that everybody is out of the danger zone.
"No. They were gone by the time he went back in." Virat replied in the same cold and calm tone.
"You are awfully quiet." I observe "You alright?" I ask.
No reply what-so-ever. He was deep in thought. He was holding his forehead with his palm as beads of sweat made their way all over his face.
"Heeey, nothing happened. Please, let's forget it." I try to shake him back to reality.
"Manvi, stay with the kids. I have to make a few phone calls." He said and he was gone.
"ok." I reply after he left. I closed my eyes. Its probably nothing, maybe someone was living in there and was scared seeing me and Blanco.
It had been two hours and he was sitting in his study. The whole house was searched by Randy and Tim. I didn't have any idea what they were looking for. Briefly, I heard Virat screaming, sorry firing at Blanco. I have never ever seen Virat so angry. I was standing outside his study when Blanco walked out. He nodded to me politely and left. I knocked on the door. I had not been in this room yet. This was completely furnished. He was standing in front of the magnificent view speaking with someone on the phone. He was pretty shaken up. I could feel the tension tangible in the room. He signaled with his hands for me come to him. "I want them watched 24 x 7. Yes. That's everything." He hung up.
He looked at me appraisingly, holding my hand. "Hi.." I say trying to talk to him. "...dinner is almost ready."
He was skimming the back of my hand with his fingers looking at it, deep in thought. "Virat? Blanco saved my life. Why were you yelling at him?" I asked.
"He should have known that you were in danger. He is trained for these sort of things." He replied matter-of-factly.
"But..."
"That's over Manvi. He knows his mistake, he is not happy about it himself." His voice was definitive. He didn't want to talk about it. "How are you?" he asked looking at me and holding my face in his hand.
"I am fine. It just a little shocking. I was worried for the kids and you."
"Me?" he asked surprised.
"Yes. I somehow thought you would also be attacked. You are the hot-shot CEO afterall."
He didn't reply. I could see the extreme sadness in his eyes. "If something had happened to you or the kids, I would have... I bet you already regret coming here." He said.
"VIRAT? Is that what you are thinking?" Shit! "Jaan, this is not your fault. And for all we know this could just be random, maybe someone was living there since it had been unoccupied for so long and they were scared seeing me and Blanco there."
"..and decided to take aim at you?" his eyes reflected disgust, anger and mock disbelief.
"No, maybe not like that exactly. Did you inform the cops?"
"Yes."
"Do they know who?"
"Not yet.."
I looked at him for a minute. I could feel his entire body was tensed up. It was beginning to get to me. "Please come eat dinner, Ria has been asking about you. Did you eat any lunch?" I finally asked trying to distract him.
"No baby. I will be out in a few minutes. You get started." He kissed my hand and dials another number. I stare at him. Oh, Don't shut down on me jaan!!!! I feel so helpless.He doesn't communicate like before. Why did I expect everything will be like before? No wonder people are finding him so difficult. What happened to you Virat?And what the hell is happening right now?
~~~
"How come daddy gets to skip lunch and dinner." Ria throws a fit. Oh god, she is so difficult when it comes to food. Just like the father lion.
"I am not skipping anything princess." Virat joined us. He seems to be in a much better mood. He is still in his work clothes, shirt tucked out and his tie hanging loosely around his collar. I smile and remove his tie. He smiles and is suddenly very shy. He sits with the kids. He is much relaxed. "I am hungry Manvi." he says. Excellent!
I hover around him serving the food me and Mrs. Andrews made. Well, I made it and Mrs. Andrews looked over, she didn't know how to make any Indian food. I made dal, chawal and saag. Pretty staple for the kids since a really long time. Also, the Virat I knew liked simple food too, nothing too spicy. He started eating readily to my great satisfaction. "This is so good baby." He murmured.
I look at Ria, showing towards Virat gobble down the dinner with my eyes. She made a face and started eating.
Before I knew, the whole room filled with laughter. Virat promised them that he would take them to Disneyland if they eat properly everyday and behaved at school, to which Nikki retorted "You didn't even take us to the ice-cream shop. You promised!!!!"
So much has happened in the last 24 hours and the kids are just worried about ice-cream. I roll my eyes. We look at each other and laugh at their innocence. How much we miss our blissfully ignorant lives as kids!!
I noticed that Mrs. Andrews was smiling too. After dinner, she was helping me clearing off the table. Ria and Nikki were showing Virat their new room. I think they missed Virat all day. They were both clinging onto him, not letting him go back to his work. I can never get enough of seeing all three of them together.
"They look so adorable. Manvi, I will clear everything out. Please take some rest, you had a very long day." Said Mrs.Andrews.
I smile. I start seeing her like a motherly figure "I like doing these things myself Mrs. Andrews. What's your given name?" I ask her.
"Elizabeth, you can call me Liz if you like." She smiles.
"Liz it is." I smile gladly.
~~~
After battling with the kids for an hour or so to put them to sleep, I wander to Virat's study again, he was still working. "So much for taking a day off." I comment dryly while entering in.
He smiles a little. His tension and worry still very evident. "Enough of work, its my time now." I stand in front of his chair with my hands on my hips as he swirls his chair around to face me.
"um, what do you have in mind?" he inquires with an amused expression.
"Anything, to get you relaxed and out of all this stuff for the night." I wave at the computer and his phone.
"I know just the thing." He tugs my hand and I land in his lap. "I think its 'later' now" he smirks naughtily.
I put my hands around his neck as he pulls me closer in his embrace. My face is in the crook of his neck. He smells so good even after such a long day. I close my eyes and breathe him in, cherishing every minute of this time. For a second in the apartment, I thought I would never see him again. "Are you going senti on me?" he asks looking down at me.
"Virat, I am so glad to be alive and kicking. You have to bear with me annoying you for some more days." I feel his grip tighten around me and then I felt his lips on mine briefly.
"How come you are not bothered by all this Manvi?" he asks.
I open my eyes and look at him. Its true. I had a near death experience, I could have died. I only narrowly missed the bullet. It was only by god's grace and Blanco's exceptionally swift moves, I was sitting with my husband here. What would have happened to the kids without me? What would have happened to Virat? Why would anyone want to have me killed? I look at him bewildered.
"Nothing is going to happen to you Manvi. I am going to protect you with all I have." He answers all my fears without even me speaking.
"I guess I am not worried because I see that you are worried enough for both of us." I chuckle. "Virat, What do you know? What are you hiding?" I ask.
He looks at me warily and it suddenly hits me. "You know who it is!!!!" I exclaim loudly.
"Manvi..." he tries to talk but fails.
"Who is it Virat?" I get off from his chair and stand before him, leaning on his table. Virat looks away as if contemplating what to tell me and finally looks back at me.
"I don't know. All we know is he was a contact killer. He was hired to follow you and for all I know he might be somewhere closer to here right now. We need to be careful; security is going to get a lot tighter. I have a patrol team now. I don't want you or the kids going anywhere without protection." He speaks.
I felt like a large stone was drop into my stomach. I don't understand and I know he is holding off more information from me. "But why Virat? I don't even know anyone here, what would anyone want from me?"
"I have no idea, we are trying to figure that out." Virat sighs. "You were probably better off in India." He observes.
I look at him shocked. Shit! He is blaming himself for all this. I kneel in front of him. "Virat, I couldn't be safer anywhere else other than with you. Please don't take this out on yourself. Now come, I need to spend some time with my husband away from contract killers, anonymous enemies, psycho-media and ex-mistresses." He smiled a sad smile that did not reach his eyes but he got up. I raise up with him. "You need a shower" I run my fingers through his hair as he bows his head down. "You will feel much better." I cup his face.
"Ex-mistresses?" he asked eyeing me curiously.
"Long story. Later. Now, shower."
"Only if you join me." he scoops me in his arms.
"Virat, put me down."
"Not a chance. You have been teasing me since morning."
"No. I have not." I crossed my arms.
He was shaking his head amused. He carries me through the really long living room as I put my arms around his neck to hide my face, embarrassed that one of the staff might see us like this.
He doesn't even turn the light on. He walks straight into the shower, places me in there and turns it on. I scream and yell. My clothes are all wet. "You drenched me!"
"Yes baby, I was accused of being a wimp yesterday so I choose to prove otherwise, drive my point home very strongly. I feel that I wasn't assuring enough yesterday night." He was tracing my waist line with his adept fingers driving me off the edge with his touch and his words. He was killing me.
"Viraaat..." words betray me. I closed my eyes and was glued to the wall. He was watching my every move and every expression with his brazing hot eyes. My whole body was shaking under his gaze, my lips were quivering and tingly and suddenly, I felt his thumb graze past my lower lip softly. Ahhh! I think I am going to combust, my body is on fire. "Viraaat, please.." I couldn't take this torture anymore. He could pine me to the wall just with his looks. My heart was racing, and so was my breath. Desire floods as my skin burns at his touch.
I felt his palm on my waist, gently feeling my curves, moving up slowly, tugging my sari off. He yanked me to his chest and locked my lips in his. His other hand moved up my back to my neck, gently pushing my chin up so that I am facing him directly. I lost all sense of control, this is electrifying, my every nerve ending was charged up with the maximum amount of current that it could take. He was coming on to me strongly, invading my mouth rudely with his tongue. I feel him, I feel how much he needs me as he crushes his body onto mine. And, I surrender completely as he is nuzzling my neck and then plants hurried kisses on my throat. Throwing my head back, I arch my body towards him; he moves further down hungrily undressing me and drenching me in his wild kisses.
When I open my eyes, he was removing his now soaked clothes. Looking at me heaving, he smiles the most mischievous smile at me, my face flames and I die a thousand deaths before he comes back to me. But, I would prefer this Virat over the sullen faced brooding Virat in his office any day. He claims my mouth again we are moaning inside each other. He holds me at my hips and lifts me up against the wall making me wrap my legs around him and before I realize it, he is inside me. I let out a loud cry "Virat...!!!!!!!!!!!" but he continues to plunge into me, taking me higher and higher submerging me in his extreme passion until I reach my tipping point from which I tumble down spiraling, unwound and unbound "...Ahhh! Manvi" he gasps, he is trembling with pleasure.
As I lean on the wall under him all consumed, he leans his forehead on mine but doesn't move for a really long time. "Ohh baby. I just cannot get enough of you. I swear I am going to die if anything happens to you." And even through the showering water I know his eyes are filled up.
I cover his mouth immediately with my hand. "Virat!" I scold.
"Its true Manvi. I have lived my life with and without you. I cannot survive without you anymore baby. I just cannot. I have had enough of this shit." His eyes are red. This is what was troubling him. His fear of losing me has reached new heights after this incident. How do I deal with all this?
"Are you going senti on me?" I ask, trying to lift his mood. He laughs slightly and hugs me.
"You are so precious baby, so, so precious to me."
~~~
As he enters our room after shower, he is surprised "Wow, this looks so lovely.." he looks at the walls, remembering all this stuff from our old lives. He looks at me and smiles really wide. "You really know how the way to your man's heart." He says touching our marriage picture affectionately with his long fingers.
"Virat, did you take any of your...girls to the old house?" I inquire, not able to keep quiet anymore.
"What?" he is shocked.
"I found this.." I showed him the bracelet that I found in the old house.
He looks at it carefully and understands my question "No baby, I didn't, I wouldn't ..." He seemed hurt. "...that was our own little paradise..I would never..."
"Well, that's not mine." I cut him short.
He looked at it again and his expression is changed. And there it was, right here, tension palpable, all my insecurities, all my hidden fears and worries exposed to the crude reality. I suddenly feel like he knows who it belongs to.
~~~
Edited by bluebolt - 12 years ago
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