Royally yours

55. You do too

Chaitra

When he got me the chain back, a sense of relief spread over me along with a belief that he would always protect me and my possessions. I would have never forgiven myself if I had lost it. That chain is so special for me. That was the chain for which my three brothers did their internships and worked their asses off to get a project for our fathers for which they got paid in return and bought that chain for me.

I was merely 10 when I went to a fair with my brothers and Atha and Mama. I liked a chain very much and asked Atha to buy it for me. But she didn't buy it because I was allergic to fake jewelry. When I started crying, my brothers bought the fake chain with their own pocket money but I couldn't wear it for long as I got rashes on my neck after wearing it.

I forgot about the chain, but my brothers didn't. They did a few internships, and also projects during their college times to earn enough money to get that custom-made replacing the yellow stone with Citrine which symbolizes the spiritual qualities of joy, abundance, and transmutation. It is also known for bringing self-expression capabilities and optimism the the user. They got it studded in a beautiful floral design made of platinum with diamonds outlining the stone in the middle. It took them a year to earn every penny on their own and get it made for me. Technically it was bought with the first earnings of my brothers and it always reminds me of their love for me.

They gifted it to me on my 18th birthday, a few months after I went to Jodhpur. We were having a little tiff at that time and they apologized to me with this gift, I didn't have it in me to be any more angry with them for long so, it also symbolizes our reconciliation and reminds me not to doubt their love for me, ever.

Daksh carried me back to my room after he made me wear my chain and I didn't feel like leaving him which resulted in him staying in my room till 11. He sat on my bed, with his back resting on the headrest and I sat on his lap hugging him as he patted my head whispering sweet nothings to me. 

"Jaan, do you want some water?" He asked after a while and I just nodded in reply as I laid my head on his chest and fisted his shirt in my right hand and my left hand drew doodles on his hand as he opened his palm for me to doodle.

"No, you know that chain is very important to me," I whispered after a while. He just hummed in reply letting me speak and I told him all about the history of the chain and he listened to me attentively.

"They love you a lot," He exclaimed after a while with happiness evident in his tone as he kissed my hair.

"You do too," I added. I know he loves me as much as my brothers do, if not more and he did prove it many times. He always made sure to ask my opinions and take care of my needs and comforts before anything. He was ready to fight both our families for me even though he was the one who wanted our marriage to happen more than all of them. The way he brought me to Hyderabad at midnight just to make me feel at ease, the way he came to my college so that I don't freak out before my exam, the way he stood up for me, the way he look me, the way he comes running to me when he feels I am sad, the way he bought all those chocolates and sweets just to apologize when it was not even his mistake, the way he welcomed me to his office, he was even ready to declare holidays just for me to be able to enjoy a festival, and those gestures gave away his love for me.

I know how much he loves me and I love him too. I was even scared that my love for him would be even enough to repay his love for me but as I started spending time with him, my love for him was increasing day by day and now I can't even imagine a day without him in my life.

He has become that addiction of mine that keeps me sane. He is everything a girl can pray for and I have him. I would fight the entire world if that's what it takes to keep us together and I am not kidding.