Rudra's POV
I do not want my son to get attached to her or get caught in the web of her fake innocence. I will never allow her to even touch my son. He is too young to understand what is right and what is wrong. He is naive and he would not take even a second to fall into her trap. I will never let this happen.
After warning her to stay away I went to my son's room. He was sleeping peacefully. I sat beside him and caressed his head. He stirred in his sleep and searched for something.
"Mumma, Mumma" he whispered in his sleep. I took his little fist in my hand and caressed his chest.
"Daddy is here Aarav, don't cry" I shushed him.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.
"Daddy?"
"Yes"
I smiled. He is the only reason that I am alive today. He is my heartbeat, my life, my everything.
