Arnav, though angry and frustrated; despite the unanswered questions and lingering doubts within him, had sidelined them all for the time being as Khushi's well-being was all that mattered to him now. But still his mind travelled back and forth on the incidents that happened since he arrived to ARFH this morning; their unexpected rendezvous at the lift; the impromptu breakfast; their first hug, though sudden and filled with a need for solace he still couldn't deny that a part of him had felt happy about it; the way he had held on to her for he did not want her to raise her guard around him...he brushed those thoughts away along with a tear hanging from his lashes. That instant the door of the recovery room opened and two male nurses wheeled out a stretcher and informed Arnav that Khushi was now being moved to her private ward. Arnav saw that she was drifting in and out of consciousness. Then slowly she opened her eyes and saw Arnav standing,
"you... ok?" she asked him as faintly as her parched throat allowed her to. Khushi again closed her eyes after registering his affirmative nod.
******
Hi Readers,
Hope you all had a wonderful Diwali with your family, friends and loved ones!! So did I ;)
I know that I'm really late this time, but as I explained in my note on page 113, I'm on vacation and with the festival this week, was really busy.
Anyways here is the teaser for the next chapter, which I will try to post tonight (IST) or tomorrow.
Cheers
Radhvi :)
10