zeal of his love

MOST ABSURD QUESTION

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"Riddhima",

Vansh screamed as he reached the wide open door of their bedroom. Everyone was there surrounding her. Sia was sitting by her side on the bed, and Dadi (Grandmother) was talking to their family doctor in the corner. Ishani, Chanchal Chachi (Aunt) standing at the foot of the bed talking in a hushed whisper. Only Aryan and Rudra were nowhere to be seen.

But Vansh's focus was the fragile figure lying unconscious on the bed with a wide gauge wrapped around her forehead, his wife. Vansh rushed forward as Sia got out of the way just in time for Vansh to sit beside Riddhima, pulling her up in his arms, hiding her in his chest as he pressed his face in her hair, sniffing.

Placing a soft kiss on her forehead, one hand behind her head while the other cupping her cheek he carefully laid her head back on the soft pillow. Caressing her hair with her right palm, he slightly grazed her bandaged forehead with the pad of his thumb. His chest heaved up and down. His brows furrowed as a realization dawned on him as his left hand lifted toward his eye. He swiped his thumb under his bottom lid only to find a teardrop innocently sitting on top of it. Mocking my incompetence to protect her. Today should have been the most beautiful day of her life.

She is such a beautiful soul and I, I am a fucked up mess with nothing but the baggage of baggage with me. Why does she have to get hurt? My eyes wandered to her neck, noticing a purplish mark peeking out of her clothes right below her chin. A painful smile crept on my lips, she failed to hide all of them even after wearing this hot turtle neck.

I didn't spare her a single glance since we exited the room this morning. I...I am such a failure. Even after so many years, I am still a failure in finding Ma, and every other day my wife is treated miserably in my house by my family members, but I fail to protect her every time.

I can only give pain, hurt, and more pain. I am a monster who ruined the life of this angel. What if, What if she also left me one day? What if she is just gone like my mother one day? My chest constricted as a sharp pain shot through my veins scorching my rotten soul.

What if one day she finally realizes I am not worth bearing it all? What if she decided to leave me?

I felt my head exploding with all these very possible possibilities. I am not worthy of her and one day or another she will realize that being me is nothing but life walking on broken glass shreds and thorns. That survival will be an everyday battle, that I am always standing in the middle of the Warfield with countless guns pointed right at me.

My empty chest was now bright, lit by some flame this woman had ignited like a fire caught house that just wouldn't extinguish. No matter how many firefighters use every inch of their strength, the fire keeps on roaring higher and higher. Agony flared through me, followed swiftly by anger. My queen got hurt and I, I wasn't even here for her. How much it has hurt her, she must have been really scared.

I was informed by the CCTV operator of VR Mansion that Riddhima fell down one set of stairs.

I felt my hands shaking as my breathing turned ragged. Black spots starting to cloud my vision. I gritted my teeth as I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I looked up at Sia standing beside me, she nodded softly,

"Bhai, bhabhi thik hai ab. Doctor ne bandage kardi hai, bas rest ki jarurat hai unhe.",

(Brother, Riddhima is fine now. The doctor checked her, she just needs to rest.)