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My Vulnerary Husband- our journey towards love

Innaya Kapoor, granddaughter of late Mr. Viraj Kapoor agrees to disagree with the concept of love. So obviously, marriage is off limit, driven by her own experiences of relationships. Worried for his granddaughter, Mr. Kapoor before passing away, chooses an alliance for her, she is unaware of. Six months past his demise, the chosen groom's arrival comes as a shock to clueless Innaya. Torn between her Grandpa's last wish and her own fears, Innaya decides to take a leap of faith after meeting her chosen husband. Innaya knows the scars of past she carries are enough to destroy her present if she gave in. She enters into her marital life, not prepared for having her husband to become her own vulnerary, ready with an armor of love for breaking down the walls of her past. The only thing she did not realize that everyone has their secrets and he had his own too. ____________________________________________ This story revolves around the mental health issue PTSD. NOTE - It may be an Indian story but there is nothing in it, that the non-Indian readers won't understand. So, my dear non-Indian readers, give it a try! It won't disappoint you :) Cover Image belongs to its respected owner. It's not mine. If you would like to connect with me: Discord: Mukta (My Vulnerary Husband)#5392

Mukta · Urban
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266 Chs

Can you hide it from your wife?

|Eshan|

"Maybe."

The careless answer Arjun gave almost caused me to throw the cup of tea in my hands at his face. This man was so infuriating at times, that I did not know how to handle him. 

"Do you believe I would beat you up?"

"And I would let you?"

Staring at his aloof face and how he did not answer truthfully I was tempted to try my fists on him. But, the experience worth of many years of beating I received from him, made me drop the idea altogether. Innaya was already injured, and if I were to get injured as well who would look after whom?

My parents would obviously want to help, but Innaya would not agree. Sighing, I console myself with the excuse of letting him off at Innaya's expense. 

"I'll let you off on your sister's behalf," I said, acting as being magnanimous. I placed my now empty cup aside and straightened up.

"She isn't my sister." Arjun shook his head, looking away.