Chapter 2
As his mother predicted, the house was soon
empty and her husband was nowhere in sight.
"Bhabhi, Yash bhayia has gone to your
bedroom. He said you must join him when
you are done.
She nodded and made her way their "bedroom" which was more like an apartment. It had
a small kitchenette for making tea and coffee and snacks so they didn't have to
go back downstairs after they retired. The kitchen was quite a distance away in this mansion of a house. It had a separate study and the bathroom was bigger than a lot of houses
as was the walk in closet.
She entered the bedroom and he was nowhere
in sight.
"Yash" she called.
"I'm in the bathroom, come here."
She was amazed by what greeted her. The lights were dim and there were scented
candles all around the bathroom. The
huge sunken bath were filled to the brim with bubbles and he was sitting on the
steps next to the bath. He was wearing a
towelling robe.
He came close to her.
"About time Mrs. Scindiya.
He started to undress her.
"What ... are you doing?" she said nervously.
"Getting you ready for the bath."
She stood quietly while he undressed
her.
"Beautiful" He said simply.
She fought the urge to hold on to her
clothes and cover the last vestiges of her modesty. But at the same time she wanted to give him
all of her. She closed her eyes. Once he had taken off all her clothes he led
her to the bath.
She was glad for the covering of the water
and bubbles. She looked at him and saw
him standing there naked as well. She
let out a scream and shut her eyes again.
"You're naked." she said.
"How else do you expect me to bath?"
"But ... but ... You're naked!"
He chuckled.
He got into the bath and she moved as far
away from him as possible.
"Aarti"
"Hmmm"
"Open your eyes."
"Huh uh."
"Aarti"
"Hmmm"
"I am covered under the water as you are."
She peeped at him with one eye. Them opened
both when she realised he was covered too.
"Come closer."
She shook her head.
"Baby, I won't bite. Unless you want me to of course."
She looked at him quite shocked.
"Come here, I just want us to be comfortable
with each other." he leaned over and pulled her to him. She felt like she was hyperventilating. It was all too intimate.
"Relax Aarti. My body is yours and yours mine from now on. I want you to be completely comfortable with
me and I want us to enjoy each other. So
just relax.
He leaned back in the bath and pulled her
with him, still rigid.
He caressed her arms and moved down to her
hands. Rubbing her hands and till she
relaxed a little bit. He kissed her
softly on the head.
"Can I wash you?"
She swallowed hard.
She nodded, but only slightly. She wanted to make this special for him too
but it was so very difficult for her.
She couldn't grasp the notion of her, Aarti Sharma, being beautiful. Yet
he kept telling her that. He had done so
many times yesterday and even now, when she knew her body was less than
perfect. She should have dieted and
exercised like Arpita. The she would
have been ... well thinner.
He started lathering her with a sponge.
"You know I would never have guessed that
you had such an amazingly sexy body under that drab clothes you wore when we
first met."
"Me, sexy?" she laughed. "Arpita is the sexy one. She has the amazing body. Not on ounce of fat on her."
"Well then we have different views on
sexy. I love your curves. Each and every one of them. You hid them well, but from now on you will wear
things that accentuates your beauty. Not
too much though, I don't want other men ogling you. Why do you think I got rid of those family
members who overstayed their welcome? So
I could be alone with my bride. as he spoke, he stroked her with the sponge
sensually. She was losing her senses in both
his words and his actions. His words as
usual were sincere and gave her a confidence that she had never possessed
before. She saw herself through his eyes
and she embraced it.
She turned around.
"Can I wash you?" she said still a little
bit uncertainly.
"I told you, my body is yours."
She took the sponge from him and started
doing what he did. His eyes never left
her. Finally she reached the very intimate part of him and she didn't know how
to carry on.
He took her hands and wrapped it around his
erect member for her to explore.
"See what you do to me. And you say you are not sexy. I have been having to contain myself
yesterday and today. Just looking at
you, even fully clothed has this effect on me.
"Really?"
"Yes. But if you are still not ready, I will
wait."
"What if you are disappointed in me?"
"What do you mean?"
"What if I don't live up to your
expectations as a lover?" it was so hard for her to say.
"My darling, I have no expectations of you
as a lover. You don't have any point of
reference. You are the one that should
have expectations of me. And I will do everything in my power to make our
lovemaking so good, that you won't wonder how it would be with someone else."
"I don't want anyone else. Even now."
He pulled her closer and kissed her.
"You shouldn't say things like that. It is bound to drive me over the edge. Unless you are ready."
"You said it, Yash. My body is yours. I am yours.
I want to be with you as your wife in every sense of the word."
"You're sure honey?"
"110%. I want to know that I am yours
completely.
He kissed her again and carried her to the
bed. He was humbled by the look of complete
trust she had in her eyes. She was unaware how much he read in her eyes. He was not quite sure how he felt but he knew
how she felt. All he knew right now was
that it pleased him. It made him want to
be the man that she believed him to be.
It made him want to be her husband, protector, lover and friend. It made
him want to be a better version of himself for her. And he prayed silently that he would never
see pain or disappointment in her eyes due his actions.
Aarti was amazed at the sensations that she
felt. It seemed as if he was worshipping
her body with his hands and mouth. He
body was on fire, she craved things she didn't even know. The shyness and inhibition was forgotten in
just a moment as desire flooded her body and love took root in her heart. She
moaned and screamed and demanded and he gave. As he said he would. The pain was almost inconsequential compared
to the pleasure. His concern for her at
that time made her love him even more. And once she assured him, his loving was
slow and sensual, still bearing in mind her condition. His pleasure was secondary and only unleashed
once she had experienced what she now felt was total bliss.
In the aftermath, she hid her face in his
chest, reverting to the shy and insecure being.
"What's this now? Hiding again?"
"I don't know what came over me?" she said
still not looking at him.
"I'm hoping it was me."
He lifted her chin to look up at him.
"Look at me."
She finally looked up at him.
"That's what we both wanted right? We now
belong to each other completely. And I
could tell you enjoyed it. And it will
get even better with time. There will be
no more pain and no more shyness. And I
am looking forward to you taking the reigns as well excuse the pun."
"Me?"
"Yes, you.
You can't have me do all the work now."
"But you said you have no expectations of
me."
"That was when you were still untouched and
innocent. Now that I know how passionate
you are, Mrs. Scindiaya, I will show no mercy." He tried his best to put on an
evil smile.
She pouted.
"I guess Ma was right about the men of this
house.
"What did she say?"
"They give their wives no rest."
"How else do you think Bauji conceived such
handsome, robust sons? So brace yourself.
It will be no different in this relationship. After all I can't let the Scindiya name
down. he teased."
"And that's the only reason why."
"Well that and my hot, sexy and very amorous
new bride." he said starting to kiss her in the neck. "You don't need that rest
now do you?"
"Well, I am a Scindiya now too, so I won't
let the name down either. "she said sensually.
"That's my girl." He said as they continued their amorous
activities.
It was 3 months later when Aarti came
rushing into the house. She was so
annoyed with him. She had started working at his company. He had a PA but he didn't trust anybody with
his personal agenda so his PA had to work through his brothers, mostly
Prateek. As GM of operations this put
added pressure on him, so Aarti took over that position. She managed his diary, liaised with the PA,
the board of directors of several of companies, approved interviews etc. She wondered how Prateek and Pankaj managed
this and their own vital jobs within the company. And he was not an easy to person to work
for. They were constantly at logger
heads in the office. And her pet hate
was not leaving the office on time. She
loved to join Bhabhi and Ma in the kitchen in the morning and evening. So
keeping his times were a problem. They
often left home late as he was making calls and attending to
correspondence. And then in the evening
he stayed late as well, making her miss her bonding time with the ladies. So she had decided that she was not traveling
with him anymore, she would make her own way to the office and back. Sometimes with her brothers in law or
sometimes on her own. But with a driver
and body guards. She was not allowed to
drive on her own. They were always at risk, being so wealthy.
She had finished on time and went to greet
him, but he wanted her to just one more thing and then while she was busy,
using his computer in his office he started to kiss and touch her, as he
usually did when she was there. He knew
she could not resist him. And now she
was late. She swore she was not going
into his office ever again! He apologised and she was sure he would stop on the
way for some flowers or something again.
She wondered what shopkeepers kept the hours that Yash Scindiya keeps,
but whenever she was annoyed with him, which was often, he always came home
with a gift. From flowers and chocolates to jewellery and items of clothing.
"You can't buy me Yash Scindiya!" The argument would normally go.
"I know, but you like it. right? It's nice right? Please don't be angry
anymore. I'm your favourite husband
right?"
"YOU ARE MY ONLY HUSBAND! But right now you are not my favourite
person.
"I'm sorry baby." he would hold his ears and give her the
cutest puppy dog eyed look that would completely melt her heart.
"Stop ... stop looking at me like that."
"Like what love?"
"You know." she would falter.
"Only if you accept my apology." he would say and grab her into his embrace
but still look into his eyes.
"You are not being fair." she would whisper.
"All's fair in love and war they say."
"Fine, I forgive you, now let me go"
"Now that I am forgiven, why would I let you
go?" he would say and then there would be no way that she would be out of the
room soon.
Today she rushed inside, knowing that the cooking
would have started already but came to an abrupt halt as she saw that her m-i-l
and Bhabhi were sitting in the lounge with guests. Not just any guests, her sister and
step-mother. She stared at them
confused. Why would they be here and
without telling her?
"Come bahu, your family is here. Come greet them."
Aarti came forward to greet them.
"What are you doing here?"
"Now that you are rich are we not welcome in
your home?
"No Shoba-aunty, I am just surprised that's
all."
"Good, we surprised you said Arpita. We came because we have good news to share
with you."
"What?
"Arpita also received a very good
proposal. Not a family like this of
course" her stepmother gestured to the house.
"But still, it's good."
"Congratulations Di."
"Thank you." said Arpita. "But I need your help. You are so good at arranging things. I need your help with the engagement and
wedding arrangement. Please won't you
help me? Please come home for some
time."
Aarti looked at her m-i-l and could see she
was not happy.
"How long?"she asked.
"A couple of months".
"No, Yash will never agree. Vidhi-bahu, Aarti-bahu, please go ahead and
start the supper, I will see the guest rooms are made ready for our
guests. We will have to continue this
discussion when your father-in-law and husband gets home."
"Yes, Ma. I will just get out of my work
clothes." Aarti felt nervous. She knew what her mother-in-law said was
true. Yash would never allow her to
leave for months. And she didn't want to
either. She loved it here. This was her home now. The first home that she had ever known.
Aarti's
self-thought:
Her fist memory was of her and her mother
living with the Khanna's. Her mother was
the domestic worker there. They were rich
people and really horrible. They had 2
daughters, one older and one younger than Aarti. The girls always teased Aarti and taunted her
because she did not have the nice things that they had. Even the parents were the same. They resented Aarti, as she was favoured at
school because she was highly intelligent and talented. They often made her do the girls homework and
projects. They were jealous as Aarti was
a real beauty from a young age. Her hair
was one of her best features, with their limited resources, it always looked
beautiful. Every night her mother would
brush her long tresses and they would talk before bed time. That was her favourite time of the day. The girls were so jealous of it. One day when Aarti was sitting in the garden,
deeply engrossed in a book, when she suddenly she felt a tug at her plait. Within a moment, her long plait was lying on
the grass. The eldest of the two girls
had cut it and they were both laughing.
She picked up her plait andf ran crying to her mother.
"Sweetie, don't worry. It's only hair. It will grow back. You are still the most beautiful girl in the
whole world to me."
"Mamma, please can we leave this place. I hate it here."
"My baby, we have nowhere else to go. I need this job. Sorry, but as soon as we can we will
leave." But she never did.
"When Aarti went to high school she received
a full scholarship for a private boarding school in Mumbai. She didn't want to leave her mother but her
mother wanted only the best for her. And she wanted her out of the house.
It was only later that she found out why.
Her mother's boss had been making sexual
advances to her, and as Aarti became a beautiful teenager, he was shifting his
interest to her. In order to keep him
away from her daughter, her mother, in her helpless state, after years of
fighting him off gave into his advances. But she wanted Aarti out of the house. This made things worse for her as his wife
knew and made her life hell. She was
finally diagnosed with HIV and because of lack of treatment she died of AIDS
when Aarti was 17. A disease she
contracted from her boss. But before that, she finally divulged to Aarti and
Satyendra that they were father and daughter and asked him to look after
her.
Aarti, was amazed at the love that her
parents shared. But because of that love
they transgressed. And now she had to
suffer the consequences. Her father
accepted her, but never his wife. She
was treated as a servant from day one in that house. Arpita was a beautiful girl and she was
always dressed to perfection. She had so
many boys after her. Along with her
friends, they always taunted Aarti. No
one saw the beauty beneath the studious, unfashionable exterior. For the sake of peace in the house, she did
as she was told.
Even when she had this wonderful idea for the
show and to catapult Arpita into stardom it was seen as her due. After all they took in the orphan girl. But she loved her father dearly. And he loved her. The fruit of his true love. And this made her stepmother even more
livid. So she continued to live in the
shadows. She lived for her work and to
make her father happy and at peace.
Now that she was happy with the family in
the shortest of times they wanted her back.
And in just a moment, by seeing them she became that person that had no
self-confidence. That lived to make
others happy and keep none for herself.
She became the person that did not deserve any happiness because she was
born in sin and she had to pay for her parents transgressions. She had to make Arpita happy because she had
too much happiness now. Surely that was
not meant to be. Not for her.
Back to present:
They were having a shouting match of note.
"No!"
"Please."
"No! How much does a wedding planner
cost? I will pay for it. They can consider it a wedding gift."
"It's not the same."
"It's better. They are professionals. You're a not."
"I am family."
"Are you?"
"Yash please. I want to do this. Maybe ... maybe ..."
"Maybe what?
They will finally accept you? Do
you think that will happen Aarti? How
much more can you do than you have already done? You are not going and that is final."
"You are no better than them! You want to control my life just as they
did. Fine, I will stay and be your
doormat instead of theirs."
"What?!
How can you say that? I can't
believe this."
"Believe what you want to. It's true."
"You are grasping at straw. Your desperation for their approval is making
your irrational."
"Just let me do this. Please!" she shouted.
He shook his head and walked out of the
room.
Aarti sank on the bed and started
crying. Her emotions were all over the
place. She knew what he said was true
but she needed to do this. Just this one
last time. Maybe, just maybe it would
worthy of being loved by them.
Yash went to
his sanctuary, when he needed to think and clear his head. The home gym and he was so busy punishing the
punching bag that he didn't hear his mother enter.
"Yash!" she
called for the umpteenth time.
"Ma, sorry I
didn't hear you."
"But the
whole house heard you." he knew she was
referring to the argument.
"Sorry about
that." he looked down.
"Let her go
Yash. She needs to do this."
"Please ma,
not you too. Don't you see what she
becomes in their presence?"
"I do, I
have always known. But if she doesn't do
this that might never change."
"But why
does she need their approval. Are we not
enough for her? Am I not enough for
her?"
"Beta, she
loves you. Trust me. But a person's mind
set and emotions are not always rational.
She has these demons and she needs to work through it. For both of you."
He was
silent, he sighed and looked up at the ceiling.
"Yash, she
will come back. She is not with you for
anything else than for you. Not for your money or status. Her love for you is unconditional."
"Then why
has she never said it."
"She is
broken Beta, she has felt so much rejection in her life. This is why I am asking this of you. You know how you felt when our family looked down
on us, mocked us and made disparaging remarks because we had nothing. It still has an effect on you. First you strove to prove yourself to be better
and still you can't stop. You give and
you give and still they appreciate nothing.
In that you and Aarti-bahu are kindred spirits. You need to prove your worth to your
families, even when the ones that really count can see it. Let her go son."
He took the
towel that his mother was offering, gave her a wry look and left the gym.
When he got
back in the room he simply said.
"I have the
Uk and Dubai tour for 3 weeks coming up.
I was hoping you would go with me but you can use the time to go to your
father's house. I am not happy about
this but Ma seems to think it is the right thing to do. My condition is that you be here when I leave
and you be here when I get back."
"Thank you" she said softly as he was walking to the bathroom for his shower.
When he came
out of the shower he was livid with her again. She was sleeping on the couch.
"Oh hell
no!" He went to her and pulled her
blanket off.
"What is
this!?" He demanded.
"I ... I
thought because you are angry ... I mean ..."
"Get to
bed!"
She got up
and walked to bed. She lay on her side
of her bed and he knew she was crying no matter how quietly she was trying to
do it.
He couldn't
take it anymore. He moved closer to her and pulled her into his arms.
"I'm
sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."
She just
shook her head as if to say it's ok.
"No, it's
not ok and I really am sorry. But baby, no matter what happens, even if we have
arguments, this is our marriage bed.
There will never be a reason why you should not be in it when we are
home. Ok."
"Ok" she
said softly.
"And soon we
will be apart for 3 weeks. Let's not let
our time together be wasted."
She looked up
and smiled at him. Again he saw the love
in her eyes, she did not need to say the words.
So for the
last few days, things were back to normal.
She left with him, they made a detour to drop her with the private
plane. Poor Prateek had to sit with the
bodyguards at his brother's insistence as he indulged in a last make out
session with his wife on the plane.
But they
parted happily and couldn't wait to be together again.
Aarti was so
busy, that she didn't miss him too much.
Assisting Yash and his P.A still kept her busy as well as the wedding
planning and also assisting Arpita's new producer with ideas for the show that
has been taking a dive in ratings since she left. But it seemed that her sister and stepmother were nicer to her.
Finally it
would be her last day at her father's house.
She couldn't wait for the next day.
This was not home. It never was
home, it would never be home, especially since she finally knew what home was.
She was in constant contact with her new family and her husband. And he was
fetching her again the next day on his way home and they had discussed going on
honeymoon after spending a few days at home.
Not too far though as he didn't want to travel again after this
trip. She was so excited.
But it was
not to be.
The next
morning she was awoken by Arpita.
"Aarti wake
up. Wake up. Have you seen the news?"
"Huh?"
"It's
Yash. I'm so sorry."
Aarti jumped
up.
"What is
it?" fear gripped her heart as she thought something had happened to him.
Arpita
showed a news clip that Yash was arrested for sexual assault in Dubai.
She was
shocked. Of all things this was not what
she had expected. She did not know how to deal with this news. She didn't believe
it but she didn't want to face anyone.
"Aarti are
you ok?"
"I need to
be alone Arpita."
"Aarti..."
"Please
leave." she had to process this.
She stayed
in her room. For some reason her
stepmother and sister showed concern for her.
There were
reporters out front and even Arpita asked her to do an exclusive interview.
She could
not speak to anyone.
Her mother
in law called repeatedly but she did not take the calls.
Finally
later that day, there was a new development.
After further investigation the girl changed her story. She now claimed that it was not rape but
consensual. He was released but refused
to make a statement.
This seemed
more plausible to her. After all he was
a rich, handsome man with a healthy libido and her bubble had to burst
sometime. Just as she started to believe
... She should have known better.
He never
called and neither did she.
2 days later
he was there.
"Get your
things, we are going home." he announced as he entered her room.
"I am not
going anywhere with you."
"So you
believe all this nonsense. Look, I don't
see why I have to, but I will say this once and only once. I am innocent. That was all a lie, a set
up. I see no reason to vindicate myself
to the press, and I can understand that they believe all this nonsense, but not
you."
"How can I
believe you?"
"You just
do. Now are you coming or not?"
"No" her
heart broke but she could not get herself to go. She knew this would happen. She just wasn't
in his league, no wonder he found someone else.
But it was so painful.
"Fine. The
bodyguards will stay with you."
"There is no
need."
"I will not
be responsible for something happening to you due to being linked to me. They are staying."
He walked
out of the room. She went to the window
and watched him walk through the throng of reporters and when he reached the
car, he turned around and looked at her.
The look in his eyes made her catch her breath, but she didn't know why.
It was a
week later when Yash got the call. He
was busy in the gym again. He spent a
lot of time there now. The bedroom
suffocated him, he could not stand to be there.
"Yes" he
answered.
"Sir, she is
gone." it was one of Aarti's bodyguards.
"What do you
mean?" he said, fear gripping his heart.
"Sir Ma'am
has been spending a lot of time in her bedroom, so we only checked this
afternoon and she is gone. We tried to
call her but she left her phone behind."
"Dammit,
what am I paying you for?! I want her found, do you hear me. Now!" he disconnected the call.
He ran up to
his room taking multiple steps at a time.
"Chote!!
Chote!" he called.
Prateek came
running into the bedroom.
"Make
arrangements for the plane to take me Bhopal.
Fast!"
"But why?"
"Aarti is gone."
"What?"
"Please
Chote. Make the arrangements."
He showered,
changed and packed at lightning speed.
His worry and fear driving him.
He rushed out the door of the bedroom and knocked into someone. He
caught her as she was about to fall over.
He was so
relieved to see her. He pulled her
upright and hugged her tightly.
"Yash" she
mumbled into his chest "You're hurting me and I can hardly breathe."
He released
her but grabbed her by the hand and dragged her inside the bedroom. He stared at her."
"You're
here. Where were you? I was sick with
worry. What were you thinking? Do you
know what you put me through? What you
put the family through. You are ok
aren't you?
Do you
realise the implications of your actions? Don't ever do this again. Do you hear me?"
She looked
at him flustered. Not sure where she
should start and what she should answer first.
He grabbed
her and held her again.
"You're
here." he said kissing her on her forehead just holding.
"Sorry" she
said into his chest again.
"Please
don't do anything like that again." he said so tenderly.
"Never
again. I promise." she held him tightly
too.
He released
her again. He looked at her and shook
his head in confusion.
"I
know. You didn't expect me here. But I woke up in the middle of the night and I
just had to see you. I wanted to come
home. I hope it's not too late.
"What
happened? Why all of a sudden?"
"It's not
all of a sudden. These past few days I
have been haunted by your eyes. There
was so much in your eyes. I was so
confused. I thought I must be mistaken but your eyes never left me. So I came to ask you what it meant."
"That is all
you came for?"
"Yes"
He turned
away.
"Please
Yash. I need to know. My whole life depends on this."
He faced her
again.
"What do you
think it means."
"I don't know. I am too scared to speculate. What if I am wrong?"
"What if you
are right? Aarti if I can read your
eyes, then why you can't read mine. I
know you love me. I've known for a long
time now. That is why it hurt so much
that you didn't trust me. And that you didn't
come home with me. Tell me what you
think you saw Aarti. I want to hear it
from you."
"I ... I saw
so much pain. . I saw heartache. For me.
I have never experienced that before. I
was so confused. I thought I must be mistaken but your eyes never left me. Not when I was awake or sleeping. It haunted me. And I hope I am right when I say, I saw love. She shut her eyes."
"Please let
me be right. she whispered.
"Aarti open
your eyes.
She opened
her eyes but kept it down.
"Look into
my eyes. Tell me what you see now.
She finally
looked into his eyes. Tears filled her's
as she saw her reflection in his.
"What do you
see, Aarti.
"But
how? I am not special, I am not ...
"You are
beautiful, you capable, you are intelligent, you creative, you are sexy and you
are the most special person in the world to me.
You are everything to me. My
whole world. And I only figured it out
that day, when I had to walk away from you.
I could not vocalise it then, but it was the most painful thing that I have
ever experienced. It felt that my heart
was ripped from my body. I fell in love
with you that first day but I could not recognise it. But I do now.
I love you so much.
He grabbed
her by the arms.
"I am not letting
you go. Even if you don't trust me. Even if you don't believe in my love.
"I do trust
you. I believe you. I love you so much. I was empty without you.
"And the
allegations?
"I said I
trust you Yash. I will stand by you. No matter what?
"You're
sure?
She shook he
head and smiled.
He embraced
her again.
"Baby, I
know who set me up. he said while still holding her.
"I am
guessing my sister and her mother is involved?
"Yes. What do you want me to do?
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. she looked up into his
eyes with a smile.
"If that
what you want. he smiled back.
"On second
thought. I am cancelling all your
appointments for the next 2 weeks. We
will go back to Bhopal and tell them that we know and thank them for us realise
how much we love each other. And then,
Mr Rich Husband, you take me on a holiday.
A romantic getaway with just the two of us. And you have to make all the
arrangements. No P.A. or me. You have to do it all on your own to prove
how much you love me.
"You think I
can't do. I am a man of many
talents. I promise you the best, the
most romantic getaway ever. And you will
then have to them prove your love to me, Mrs Sexy Wife.
"Done and done
she smiled and reached up to kiss him.
"Do you know
how much I love you? he said when their lips parted.
"I know. And
I love you just as much and I will forever.
He scooped
her up and carried her to the bed.
"Action
speaks louder than words, Mrs. Scinddiya.
Finally they
saw each other as only they could. They
loved completely and unconditionally.
They were each other's saviours and protectors. The hurt of the past
were left there as they mattered most to each other in the present and would do
in the future. And love covers all pain and hurt and brings healing and
happiness. They were both imperfect but through the eyes of love they were perfect
for each other.
The End
Edited by B-onesie - 6 years ago
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