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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

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Arjun's Distanced Behavior

|Innaya|

"You fool!"

Instead of the hard fall, I expected, a pair of arms held onto me- breaking my fall. A wave of relief washed over me.

"Don't you know how to stay in one place? Are you mad?" Solemn silence of the night was broken by the scolding of the man. I could not feel any happier even after being at the receiving end of the scolding.

My eyelashes fluttered as I hesitantly opened my eyes. Though I heard him and felt his presence, I did not want my hopes to shatter, and if this turned out to be a fantasy of my mind. I could not afford it.

Under the bright glow coming from the lights, the man's face was half shadowed, only allowing his left profile to be seen. As the night had fallen, there was silence everywhere, and I could hear the sound of my hammering heartbeat in my ears that was beating erratically in my chest.

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