It all started with 300 Rupees 28 Part E
And she covered her face with both her palms and sobbed even harder.
If he had to sit down and pick which news was the most shocking news of the day, he could never do that.
One shock after another.
First – she had a daughter.
Second – the daughter could have been his.
Third – the daughter wasn't his.
Fourth – the daughter wasn't hers either, biologically at least.
Fifth – she did get pregnant after that night.
Just when he thought he had recovered from the first shock, BOOM – there were four more to deal with.
In that same damn day.
What was she talking about? He didn't know. He couldn't process anything with all that sobbing.
He held both her upper arms and said "Khushi, look at me."
She still had her face covered with her palms, still crying hard…..
Her back was still pushed against that door……..
All he heard again was "I am……..sorry……Arnav Ji."
She tried talking again "it wasn't……..my fault……..I……..I…….."
That's all she said.
He felt her body slouching while he still held her…….
By the time he realized what happened, she had already collapsed in his arms……..
Her arms dangled as if they were boneless……..
Her eyes shut……..
She had fainted……
He quickly picked her up and laid her on the couch by end of the wall.
He pressed the HELP button more times than needed.
The nurse and the doctor both barged in in panic and saw him rubbing Khushi's hand…..
He quickly said "doctor, I don't know what happened, she just fainted…….she was crying and then all of sudden……."
The doctor gestured him to move and performed vitals……
He finally spoke "she is probably too shaken by all this, her blood pressure is pretty low, could be weakness, she should be fine, just give her some time……..it happens sometimes with stress and all…..don't worry, she should stabilize soon…….."
"Nurse, make sure you check on her in about fifteen minutes, and keep me updated."
The doctor left, the nurse placed a blanket on her and said "I will be back in little bit to check on her."
The nurse left as well.
There he was standing between the two…….
One fighting for her life…..
One was his life……
Why did she faint? Why was she apologizing? What did she want to say? She was pregnant.
WAS.
That was the keyword. She was pregnant. And then what? Where is their child? What was she saying sorry for? Why did she collapse like that?
Everything was getting out of control. Nothing made sense anymore. NOTHING.
He just looked at her, how she was silently laying on the couch……
Why? He didn't know. He remembered that day when she wanted to tell him something but she couldn't. Was she talking about this? Their child? Her pregnancy?
He heard her voice again, she was muttering something in her sleep…….
He couldn't make out what she was saying…….
Her voice got louder……
More clear……..
"I…….am……..sorry……..it…….wasn't…..my….fault……."
"Sorry……..Arnav……Ji……."
"I……tried………"
"My…….fault……."
"Sor……ry…….."
He held her hand, rubbed it and said "Khushi, relax, stop talking………"
She screamed, a pretty loud one……..
A loud shrill filled that room………
She got up in fear and looked around……..
And saw him right next to him………
For the first time he had seen her look at him like that…….
Her eyes were filled with anger and pain………
She just stared at him with so much anger in them…….
She suddenly pushed him and screamed "it's all your fault…….why did you do this to me?"
And she started weeping again.
He cupped her face and said "Khushi? What happened?"
"Don't touch me" was her screaming reply.
She tried pushing him again when he held her arms and said "Khushi, what's wrong? What are you saying?"
She continued weeping. Hard. Her body started trembling again.
With pain and anger.
Her eyes shot fiercely at him. She looked pale again……
He quickly embraced her before she fainted again……
And held her, tight.
Trying to calm her, trying to understand her, trying to make her to stop crying.
What was hurting her so much? Why did she react like this? What was going on? He didn't know.
He rubbed her back and said "Khushi?"
He felt her hands clenching onto his shirt……..
And then he heard her voice "I am sorry…."
He asked again "sorry for what Khushi?"
She replied "our baby."
Whatever remaining strength he had left was now all gone.
She did get pregnant.
But she……..
Everything made sense now.
Her crying.
Her not being able to tell him everything.
Her getting so angry for that night.
Her hating him.
Her hating herself.
Her not wanting to talk about anything.
Her not willing give him another chance.
Her pain.
Emotional and physical.
All what she had been through.
All alone.
Naina's word echoed in his ears again "you can't feel guilty about everything."
Her guilt.
Her loss.
Her doubt about their relationship.
Her hesitation.
Her tears.
Her past.
Her daughter.
Her everything.
He finally understood everything. Why she reacted like that. Why she cried like that. Why she got so mad at him. Why she had changed so much. Why wasn't she like the 'old' Khushi. Why she wasn't Khushi at all. His every 'why', his every 'what', his every 'how', his every 'when' had been just answered.
So easily and so horribly.
Part F Continues……
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