Hey guys! How are you all? Happy Raksha Bandhan.

Chapter-26
**You Are The Best Husband**

Swara's POV:

I couldn't help but smile as I was folding washed clothes. The next morning would be our first anniversary and I was going to give Sanskar a surprise. It had been a year since we were married but it always felt like we married just yesterday. The first few months were not good but after that it was all bliss. Time flew by so fast and in this one year everything had changed, changed for good. Sanskar became the best husband I could have asked for. He always took care of me and kept me happy. He had been true to his promises. We often kissed in the kitchen, in our room, in the study and I was no longer shy. 

Why should I have felt shy from my own husband? 

We often cuddled while sleeping and I mostly strangled him in my sleep. I had a weird sleeping habit. We had been intimate many times but we didn't have sex yet. It was not like I was not ready but it was just something that I didn't know.

In this one year, I realised how much I loved Sanskar and I was going to confess my love for my husband the next day.

He kissed me every time like there was no tomorrow. We slept in the same bed every night, with his arms around me. He talked to me in a sweet, gentle way. He never hurt me, never looked at another girl. I was sure he loved me.

"Just wait for one more day husband," I thought. "You have a sweet surprise waiting for you."

In this one year I had totally changed. I was no longer the weak, shy girl who got afraid very easily. And all thanks to my husband whom I loved crazily. I could do anything for him.

Kabir finally proposed to Saanvi and they were getting married soon. Ragini was in her first year of graduation. Sanskar and Kabir became her best brothers. Baba was very happy for me and I'd met him five to six times. And Maa, she was still the same, not that I was complaining. Laksh and my friendship become stronger now. He often came here to visit me and now he was okay with Sanskar. As long as I was happy with Sanskar, he had no problem with him. Sanskar often got jealous but he managed himself. My touch always calmed him down. We also fought a lot. Actually, I fought while he shut his mouth and listened to me silently because he knew if he interrupted in the middle, hell would loose on him. The only way he apologised to me was by buying me ice cream.

I absolutely loved ice cream and he knew that.

I remembered the day when Kabir asked me about my feelings.

"Are you in love with him?" Kabir asked.

Was I in love with Sanskar? The man who blackmailed me. The man who forced me to marry him. The man who was my husband. The man who saved me from Sahil. The man who held me the night when I had a nightmare, soothing me with his words. The man who would do anything to protect me. The man whom I trusted with my life. The man who had stolen my heart before I even realised it. The man who made me believe in love. Was I really in love with him? 

Yes, I was in love with him, with my whole heart, with every piece of me and I couldn't lose him. 

"Yes," I finally replied, sounding breathless from the realization. "I think I love him too much," I replied to Kabir.

"I am so happy for you," Kabir said, hugging me. 

Sanskar had become my life but I was noticing a change in him in the last few weeks. He came home late, and after coming home, he went straight to sleep. I was sure something was bothering him. Whenever I asked him, he shrugged me off, saying he was under a heavy workload. Maybe I was overthinking.

But I was very excited for the following day. I was going to give him the surprise for which he had been waiting for so long. Oh, I was sure he would love it. I wanted Kabir to help me, but since he was on a business trip to Chennai, I had to get help from Ragini and Laksh. We had decided everything, and the next day, they were going to come in the morning to help me decorate the hall and our bedroom. We were going to have a small anniversary party.

Shit! I forgot to make dinner. It was already late.

Cursing myself, I went down to make dinner. It took me about an hour to finish cooking. Just as I was placing the food on the table, Sanskar came home. His face was very rigid as if he was angry. He went straight to the room, avoiding my gaze. After a few minutes, he came down, sat on the dining table and had his dinner. After dinner, he again went back to the room. So, I washed the dishes and went back. He was lying on the bed with his hands folded at the back of his head.

I was sure he was not sleeping.

"You got bored of me, right?" I asked.

Mentally, I was prepared to hear that. I knew that was why he'd been avoiding me for the past few days.

He opened his eyes, his hands came around my sides, wrapping me instantly and pulled me closer.

"Are you out of your mind? Why would I get bored of you? You are my wife, not a toy. And I would never, ever grow bored of you," his eyes held confidence while his words held the promise which made my stomach flutter.

"Thank God. If you would have said yes then I would have killed you," I said faking anger.

"Yes.. yes.. I know," he said, placing a quick kiss on my forehead and tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He placed his forehead on mine and his eyes were twinkling with love.

"Sleep," he said and pulled the sheets over us. After so many days, I was able to sleep peacefully that night.

The other side of the bed was cold when I woke up. I got up, went to the washroom, brushed my teeth and had a bath. I wore a kurta with jeans and went down. He wasn't in the kitchen either. Maybe he went to the office early.

Didn't he remember that it was our anniversary that day? At least he could have wished me. Let him come back, I would deal with him, I thought.

While I was making breakfast, Laksh came with his hands full of shopping bags. We both ate our breakfast together. I called Ragini but she said that she wouldn't be able to come because Maa was sick. So, Laksh and I started decorating the house and soon we were very exhausted that we slept on the couch. When I woke up it was already evening. I noticed that my head was on his shoulder.

Damn! I shouldn't have slept on his shoulder.

I woke up and went to the kitchen to make coffee. By the time I brought coffee to the hall, Laksh had woken up. He had his coffee, and he went home. I asked him to stay but he mumbled an apology and went.

It was almost eight but still, there was no sign of Sanskar. I called him thrice, but he wasn't picking up his phone. After some minutes, I heard the sound of a car screeching, and Sanskar came inside. His hair was disheveled, his tie was loose and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows. He was shocked to see the decoration.

"Happy anniversary," I wished him.

"So, you do remember?" he asked while raising one of his eyebrows.

What the hell! The nerve of this man. He was the one who forgot our anniversary and now he was accusing me?

"You are the worst ever husband," I said while hitting his chest.

In response, he just chuckled and nuzzled his face in my neck.

"Happy anniversary, Jaani," he said while looking into my eyes. His eyes held so many emotions right now that they melted my heart.

"Get ready, we are going somewhere," Sanskar said and placed a light kiss on my forehead.

"You are the best husband ever," I said and went to get ready.

So, how is this part? I feel like this chapter is a bit boring. I'm having a terrible headache now and I wrote this in irritation.

Please excuse me if this is boring. I promise you guys will love the next chapter.

Thank You!

Take Care!See You All Next Time!Love You All Forever!