Abhinav had fought wars, faced bullets, seen death up close. But when he saw Gunnu’s hand cover her belly protectively for the first time, a tremor of real fear ran through him.
At night, he barely slept. He would stare at her, watching her breathe, imagining the risks childbirth could bring. His soldier mind, always prepared for worst-case scenarios, drowned him in dread.
One evening, Gunnu caught him pacing. “What’s wrong?”
He hesitated, then confessed with an honesty that startled even him. “I’m scared, Gunnu. Not of war. Not of death. But of losing you.”
She softened instantly, tears blurring her eyes. “Abhinav… I’m not going anywhere. Trust that, na.”
His arms wrapped tightly around her as if to anchor her. For once, the soldier wasn’t invincible—he was just a man terrified of loving t
oo deeply.
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