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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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Learning about the truth (2)

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Silence descended once again after Eshan helped me on the sofa. Well, he technically placed me down on the sofa, almost in a lying position. His dad ordered him to, for he said that I should not be exerting or putting pressure on my leg. Arjun nodded fervently in the synch. I had no other option but to keep my head down and listen to the grown-up men fussing around me.

Eshan adjusted cushions behind my back. Arjun placed a few cushions beneath my leg, propping it up. 

"Everything will be ok," Eshan said. He placed his hand on my shoulder, subtly pressing it as if he could sense my unease. 

Eshan's father disappeared from my sight once he made sure that I was properly looked after.