That night Ishita didn't sleep at the end of the bed, but she slept in her husband's arms.
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Raman came back at his side of the bed after drawing off the curtains, blocking the silvery moonlight to disturb his lady's sleep anymore. He snaked his arms around her petite waist and rested his head on the pillow wondering if he is doing right? He has almost convinced Ishita to give a new start to their marriage based on a half-truth. For another time he is keeping her away from the truth, but he felt forced to do so. Yes, hiding things is wrong in any relationship but he seems no option. The unforeseen circumstances and his wife's lack of trust in him didn't go well along and he is forced to handle things in cunning ways. When he asked Ishita to give a chance to their marriage, they're was many reasons behind it. Primarily he was tired of handling the hurdles in his personal and professional life together, Ishita is a nice woman and he feels he need her in his life by hook or crook. With her, he can be assured of his family's wellbeing. Next, he knows the woman named Samaira Khanna who is clung to him nowadays looking for an opportunity and enter into his life and he doesn't want to give her any chance to come into his life. He was not interested to become a part of any controversy, especially regarding his personal life. Above all other aspects, there was an important thing that forced him to rethink his marriage with Ishita, their deteriorated states. His heart wrenched when their family doctor shared about Ishita's depression with him, when he met Ishita that fateful night, her puffy eyes and pale face twitched his heart. Apart from him wanted to bear her in a tight hug and take her somewhere away from this mess. She doesn't deserve so much pain, that night when she slumped in his arms, he urged her to take her somewhere away from their messed up world and protect her. He has mixed emotions for Ishita but ironically he doesn't know how to name those.
His phone screen flashed meanwhile, the notification bar showed some unknown international phone number with a text, I Miss You.
He doesn't need any rocket science to know who is the person behind that text, the unwanted problem knocked his life like a never-ending Strom. He regrets those six months which changed his life upside down, whenever he recalls those six months he felt like to hates Ishita. He wants to protect her from the miseries but he wants to hate her for arising issues in his life. No human likes to accept his mistakes, Raman Bhalla is no different.
Raman Kumar Bhalla is a perfect example of a self-centric male who cannot be wrong, ever. As much as he wants to keep her with him, his mind blames her for the beginning of the entire stupidity that started around. He blames her for every mess going around him and he wants her to live with him at the same time.
Raman Kumar Bhalla was not ready to accept his mistakes entirely and decided to put the blames on his wife but he never thought if it was his wife who was wrong every time but unable to figure out why he wants to be with her? His eyes were honest when they begged Ishita to live with him, when Ishita agreed to this demand, he felt a surreal feeling of joy which never happened before.
Raman knows one thing, he wants Ishita to be with him because it makes him happy. Whatever he is doing now, is for his contentment. He manipulated Ishita to be with him, but the relationships rebuild based on half-truths never last long.
He is going to realize that soon.
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The next morning came up with a new starting for Raman and Ishita, there was zeal and enthusiasm in Ishita's heart with the anticipation of things falling out wrong. She passed a cup of coffee to Raman and sat next to him. He was reading his morning newspaper, sipping black coffee prepared by her whereas Ishita picked another English newspaper and started checking headlines. "Ishita, Mr. and Mrs. Bernard invited us for lunch today. You're coming with me, right?" Ishita nodded her head in positive, her eyes refused to move away from Raman's face, the way morning sun rays were falling on his sharp jawline and then coming through her made him look more alluring. He has transformed himself in these past months, she got a glimpse of his abs, his shoulders broadened. He preferred clean-shaven but this day-old stubble suits more on his hard face. He is a perfect example of an adonis, someone who can escalate any woman heartbeats. He is a sexy wolf hidden inside linen clothing.
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The Binding String
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