Its in green means we are at the present!!Guess everyone knows that..anyway happy reading n prompt commentingđ
"Time is running out.I need to know whether your enzyme therapy would work on Ridhima or not."Stanley said shaking his head
Armaan stood at the corner of the room,his mind in a whirl.
It was impossible to think that he would meet Ridhima again...it was implausible that she would come within his sight again..yet it had happened....
He had often wondered what would he do when he saw her again.Ask her what went wrong or demand an explanation or bent on his knees and tell her how much he loved her.
Never did he imagine that he would see her fighting for life...
Stomach cancer..last stage...
He gripped the table for support..He couldnt deal with this.He couldnt think of a world without Ridhima..not now ..not ever...Even if she wasnt with him she had to exist somewhere.He needed to know she was living to live.
"Armaan...""
He jolted to the present
"I need to see her reports before I can say if the therapy would be compatible with her.."
Stanley nodded.
"And I want-want to see her once again."he said
The therapy has to work.
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Consciousness returned with a jolt.The darkness ended and the pain returned.Stifling a groan I clenched my teeth.From somewhere near me I swear I could hear someone talking.
"You must know how hard it is for me to see you like this.It hurts-Ridhima-it hurts more than you can imagine.I promise-i promise everything will be okay.I will make it okay.I wont let you go ever...""
The voice was near her and yet recognising her she knew she must still be sleeping.That was one voice she couldnt hear ever in reality.
She was dreaming about him again...
Someone touched her cheek softly and her heart leapt up.She opened her eyes.There was only one person who could make her react like this.
And indeed he was there
Sitting next to her bed ,holding her hand was the person who ruled every beat of her heart.She stared at him unthinkingly.
He had aged but so graciously.He still looked like a Greek god.His eyes became wary the moment he saw her open her eyes.
"I will call the nurse."
Ridhima stared at him as he pressed the button.How can Armaan be here?Was she hallucinating or had she already died and was in heaven...
"What are you doing here?"she asked softly.
He bit his lip as he answered
"I am a doctor Ridhima."
Tears welled in her eyes.It had been so long since she had heard him say Ridhima.Somehow when he said her name it sounded different.
"Why are you crying?Are you hurting now?"
She smiled at him through tears.
Now she had tangible proof that God existed.He had made her last wish come true...
"Pinch me.."she said
"What?"He asked,his confusion evident.
"I want to know whether I am dreaming or not."
He let out a sigh.Moving hesitantly,his eyes holding onto hers,he touched her wrist.
She smiled at his hesitance.It reminded her of old days...
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