4 months later...

Anjali walked out of the orphanage, holding the green folder close to her chest. She couldn't believe that after everything had happened; her life would take a positive turn so fast. She looked down at the folder again, tears brimming her eyes and she offered a silent prayer. She was finally going to get the happiness of becoming a mother.

She had always wanted a child... from the day she could remember but fate had played a cruel game with her. Getting married to Shyam had turned her life upside down but now that he wasn't in her life and would never return, she knew it was time to fulfill her wish. This was something she had always wanted for herself and now that Shyam was out of her life, there was no more danger. She could raise her child how she wanted, without any fear.

Karan and Shyam had been arrested and their trial was yet to start. Karan was bailed out by Khushi's dad but the chances of Shyam getting out were slim to none. Karan had moved back with his parents as his license to practice medicine was taken away from him. The evidence that was collected after Shyam's arrest from his secret apartment had enough proof to keep him in prison for life and Anjali realized that God had finally listened to her and had given her a second chance at life and she was going to make the most out of it.

As she walked towards her car, her love doubled for the two people standing infront of her- Arnav and Khushi. They had been her pillars of strength for the past few months and had finally convinced her into taking this major step in her life. What would she have done if they weren't there for her? How was she going to get through life without their support? She wasn't sure. Khushi was like an angel that God had sent into their lives and had slowly fixed everything. Anjali had never seen Arnav or her Nani happier.

"What did they say Di?" Khushi asked, her eyes hopeful, as she looked at Anjali who had slight tears brimming in her eyes. Khushi's heart pounded, she wasn't sure what the answer was going to be looking at Anjali's face initially, but the smile that lit up Anjali's face could have lighten up a whole room.

"Next Monday" was all Anjali managed to say before she burst into tears and held onto Khushi, her joy boundless. Khushi looked over Anjali's shoulder towards Arnav who also had tears in his eyes now. He mouthed her a thank you' before he pulled his wife and sister into a hug.

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Life had changed over the past four months... Arnav had sold their mansion and had moved into a smaller neighbourhood. Anjali had insisted on wanting to live on her own and Khushi had suggested that they live close to each other while Anjali adjusted to working full time again and maintaining her household. Nani had moved in with Anjali leaving Arnav and Khushi in their cozy little house alone. Even though the place wasn't as spacious as their older house, Khushi had loved the house the instance she had seen it.

As she stood in the kitchen preparing dinner, Khushi felt a pair of strong arms encircle her waist.

"Aaj tum jaldi ghar aagaye?" Khushi asked, as she looked at the clock on the wall. She had taken the day off to go shopping with Anjali to buy a car seat and other essentials for their new princess who was going to be arriving in a few days.

"I missed you" Arnav whispered, as he stepped in closer, his lips finding his favorite spot under her ear.

"I love how you shiver everytime I kiss you here" he groaned as he placed soft kisses under her ear and the crook of her neck.

"Arnav no! My food will burn" Khushi whispered as she tried to wiggle out of his arms, trying desperately to reach for the stove again but in vain. The next second, she felt herself being turned around and the click of the stove telling her that the stove was now off.

"Lo... ab nahi jalega tumhara food" Arnav smirked at her while she glared at him.

"I feel like I haven't kissed you properly in a while now" he whispered as his lips neared hers and kissed the corner of her mouth "and it feels like it's been way too long since I've made love to you", he murmured against her skin as his lips trailed towards her collarbone. Just as he lifted her in his arms to take her to their room, the doorbell rang and Khushi sprang out of his arms as if she had been electrocuted.

"I can't believe how scared you get" Arnav chuckled as he stood her up and walked towards the door, absolutely annoyed with the intruder.

"Sorry chote, I just need some sugar" Anjali mumbled as she walked past Arnav towards the kitchen and stopped in her tracks when she got close to Khushi. Not wanting to make either one feel awkward, she quietly grabbed some Tupperware and helped herself, but before walking out, she slowly walked up to Khushi.

"Sorry for disturbing you guys" Anjali grinned but before Khushi could say no, Anjali's words left her hot faced.

"You will need to cover up that hickey tomorrow" Anjali laughed while she ran out the doors. Khushi stood shell-shocked and absolutely mortified as she looked at Anjali's retreating back. Turning the stove back on, she banged a few pots in the process of controlling her anger. Arnav locked the door and looked at Khushi who was absolutely fine till now but the noises from the kitchen were telling him a different story.

"So where were we..." Arnav asked as he tried to move closer but was stopped in his tracks, when Khushi turned around, with a serving spoon in her hand, glaring at him furiously.

"Di saw this" she said, pointing towards her neck with the spoon and Arnav couldn't help but grin at her childishness.

"So?" he asked as if she had grown two heads.

"It's ok... it happens between married people, tum itna sharma kyon rahi ho?" he asked chuckling, but he realized that didn't help his situation, as she turned around, ignoring him.

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Dinner was a quiet affair compared to their normal dinners and Arnav couldn't help but inwardly chuckle at her cuteness as she pouted around the kitchen, putting things away, pulling her t-shirt up from time to time to hide the slight bruise that was forming. Deciding to give her some time, he walked into their room quietly.

Finishing up her work, Khushi slowly walked towards their room to find the bed empty. Locking the door, she was about to turn around, but found herself being trapped between the door and her husband's warm body.

"Still mad at me?" he whispered in her hair, as his arms trapped her securely so she couldn't run away. She couldn't help but smile hearing the desperateness in his voice, but she decided to give him a hard time. Not saying anything, she stood quietly, facing the door.

"C'mon Khush, itni bhi kya narazgi..." he whispered desperately in her hair and that's all it took for her to turn around and grin at him. Realizing that she actually was messing with him, he grabbed her from under the knees and the next second, she felt her back hit the bed with Arnav hovering over her, a deadly smirk on his face.

"Oh wow... nice one wifey... looks like you were having quite some fun making me feel all desperate and shit... you will have to pay back for this" he whispered dangerously as he lowered his arms and moved in closer to her. His hand took a hold of hers and locked them above her head. Her breathing increased seeing the desire in his eyes and before she could say anything to him, she felt his hand move down her swells into the waistband of her pants.

"Arnav my hands" she croaked, trying desperately to wiggle out of his grip, to hold onto something as his fingers slowly caressed her, but his hold on her hands tightened. She tried moving her legs but Arnav locked her legs with his, exposing her to him completely.

"Arnav please" she whispered one last time but the look in her husband's eyes told her that he wasn't going to listen to her. His fingers slowly caressed her, rubbing her suggestively, his lips nipped at the soft skin beneath her ear.

"Now you know what it feels like to be desperate" he groaned against her neck, as his fingers kept caressing her slowly. "This is how desperate I feel when you ignore me" he whispered against her lips, keeping his pace steady, his hold on her just as tight and she didn't know if she wanted to scream in frustration or cry at her helplessness.

"Ok I'm sorry... I... I won't do it again! I.. I... p... promise..." she whispered desperately as she felt the all too familiar tightening inside of her, but in vain.

"C'mon beautiful... let it go" he murmured against her ear and his husky words drove her over the edge. A few minutes later, she looked over and saw Arnav looking at her, with a content smile on his face. "You have no idea how happy you make me" he whispered as he pecked her lips and caressed her flushed cheeks.

"Arnav... I actually wanted to ask you something..." she began nervously and Arnav looked at her curiously as she moved closer to him. The slight flush on her cheeks and the nervousness in her actions made him wonder what she all of a sudden wanted to ask.

"I was thinking that... since Di is so happy with her decision... and because we will have a little princess coming into our lives... if we should... you know..." Khushi mumbled nervously while Arnav looked at her with a blank expression on his face, despite realizing fully well where this was going.

"Do you want to go buy something for the baby?" Arnav asked with a straight face and Khushi gulped nervously, thinking that her husband wasn't understanding what she was trying to ask. Clearing her throat she tried again.

"Nahi... main soch rahi thi ki... you know once Di's baby will be here..." she started again, her hands now nervously clutching onto his t-shirt and before she could say anything more, she felt herself being pushed back onto the bed and her husband hovering over her, with a mischievous look on his face. Deciding to spare her the embarrassment, he decided to complete her sentence for her.

"You want to make a baby?" Arnav whispered as he looked at his wife's flushed face which was now turning into an even darker shade of pink. Eyes downcast, she nodded slowly.

"Your wish is my command... How about we have a trial run right now hmm?" and before she could respond, she felt her husband lower himself onto her fully to show her how much he actually agreed with her.