I went inside the huge garage. There were wooden crates and huge jars of oil all around. The lights flickering. I searched for any signs for Shivaay when I spotted him lying limp on the floor. Blood all around him. Cold fear spiralled through me.
My body went numb. I rushed towards him and placed his head on my lap. I checked his body for any injury and found a deep cut on his upper arm. His forehead was bleeding too.
"Shivaay?" I whispered holding his face in my hands.
I could feel my eyesight blur as tears formed in my eyes. I didn't know what to do. I placed my ear against his chest and heard his heart beating faintly. His breathing also slow.
"Shivaay? Utho." I lone tear escaped my eye. I couldn't even think of losing him now.
I ran my hand through my hair as the recent memories flashed in front of my eyes.
"You're my wife Anika. And I'm really proud of it."
"Shh" Shivaay shushed me by placing his palm on my mouth. "Do you trust me Anika?"
"Tia. Don't you dare say anything against Anika. She's my wife."
"I'm not going to divorce Anika. She's my wife. I didn't hold her hand to leave it."
"I would never think of hurting you Anika. Because I lov-"
"And stop calling yourself her father. You're not her father. She isn't your daughter."
"No one knows this except us. No one should know that she's an orphan."
I hugged Shivaay pulling him closer towards me. I cried hard. My chest felt tight. I wiped my tears away. No he couldn't leave me alone in this cruel world. I couldn't lose everyone I loved dearly in one day.
"Shivaay you can't leave me. I have no one by my side now Shivaay. No one. Ma. Papa. Now you can't go Shivaay." I screamed.
"Shivaay! Itni tadi kyun dikha rahe hain aap? Just get up na." I had never felt so helpless in my life. I couldn't sit and see Shivaay going away. I grabbed my phone and quickly called Om and sent him the location.
I went towards Shivaay, and kneeled down beside him, "Shivaay please get up. You can't do this to me. You can't leave me alone and go. You get it? If anything happens to then what'll happen to me. I can't live without you Shivaay." I cupped his face crying harder.
Shivaay coughed and fluttered his eyes open.
"Bhaiya!" I heard Rudra's voice and turned around. They came and took Shivaay to the hospital and I followed.
~I sat down on the couch and rubbed my forehead as it had throbbing badly. My eyes felt heavy. And my body tired. I was exhausted.
I was looking at Shivaay as he slept peacefully on the bed. The doctors had said that the wounds would take some time to heal, but he was fine otherwise. I went towards him and lied down beside him.
"You know, Shivaay. When I saw you down there, lying unconscious on the floor. I didn't know what to do. I was so scared. I can't lose you Shivaay. You mean a lot to me. I'm sorry that I hurt you so much. What all I told you in a fit of anger. I'm sorry." I cried.
"I - I love you Shivaay. I love you. I was scared to admit it before, but not anymore Shivaay." I tightened my grip on his hand. "I can't live without you."
I buried my face in the crook of his neck as hot tears flowed down my cheek.
Shivaay must've felt the tears because he moved and tried to pull away. I wasn't sure if he had heard anything. "Anika" His voice worried. But I refused to move. I pulled him closer.
"Shivaay please." As if sensing my need, he held me close to him. I felt safe and protected.
After a few moments, I pulled away. I got up and was about to leave when Shivaay held my hand.
He pulled me towards him, "Kya hua, Anika? Is something bothering you?" He cupped my face.
"Ma. Papa. They aren't - They lied, Shivaay. They aren't my real parents." I managed when he looked away. "I don't have anyone Shivaay. Mera koi nahi hai. Meri koi pehchan nahi hai. All that I thought I was, is a lie. My whole life is a lie."
He shushed me, wiping my tears away. "Kisne kaha ki tumhara koi nahi hai? Tumhari pehchan hai Anika. You're my wife. Tum meri Anika ho. And that's the truth."
"But Shivaay, my family? My parents. I have so many questions in my mind. And Ma Papa, it was all a lie. All a lie." I cried harder.
"Ab se mein bhi tumhari family hoon Anika. Tumhara sab kuch. You're not alone. And about the questions running in your mind. We'll find the answers together if you want to." He cupped my face. I held onto his hands.
"And who said that relations are based only through bloodline? Kuch rishte aise hote hai jo dil se bante hai, Anika. Jaise humara. Tumhara aur Sahil ka. Tumhara aur Sunil Uncle ka. They are too special. Woh rishte aise hi tooth nahi jayenge."
I nodded my head as he pulled me into another hug. I felt better hearing those words from Shivaay.
I was thinking about it, when I realised that Shivaay wasn't shocked knowing the truth. He knew it. He knew it all along. His calm face.
"You knew it. Didn't you? Aapka pata tha ki main anaath hoon." I pulled away. When I told him about this, he didn't look at all shocked. Just worried.
I stepped back my hand on his chest maintaining an arm's distance between us.
He shook his head, "Anika, no. I-"
"Aapko pata tha ya nahi, Shivaay? Just tell me yes or no. That's all I need to hear."
"Yes, Anika. But-"
"Why didn't you tell me then?! Kyun?" I felt cheated. Even he knew. But I didn't.
"Anika listen to me." He held my hand and I jerked it away.
"Mujhe kuch nahi sunna Shivaay." I turned to go away when he grabbed my hand again and pulled me towards him.
"Nahi, you have to listen to me Anika. I won't let another misunderstanding create a rift between us." I looked away hurt.
"I found out too just recently. Just after our reception party. I was shocked too Anika. When I first found out, I thought I'd tell you myself but I couldn't muster the courage to. I couldn't see you break Anika. I was scared."
"Tia told me about this. I have no idea how she found out but she had some video clip about it. I didn't want you to know the truth like this. And that's why I went to meet her today, to get hold of it."
"I'm sorry Anika. I really am." We rested our foreheads against each others'.
"And- and what happened today? After you went to meet Tia?" I asked in a small voice.
"She told me that she'd dispose the clip only on one condition." He said not meeting my eyes.
"What? Shivaay bolo." I made him face me.
I could see guilt in his eyes, "That I divorce you and marry her." My eyes widened in shock! "But- I refused. I told her that you're my wife and I would never think about giving you a divorce."
I gave a small smile. My heart relieved hearing this. "And how did you break your head?" I asked running my hand softly through his hair.
"Tia smashed a glass bottle on my head. Like hero's hit the goons your hindi pictures. Poof." He imitated smashing an imaginary glass bottle on my head.
I acted shocked and then we both laughed.
"No but seriously? Did you go deaf for a moment or something." He looked at me unbelievingly.
"Uh- no. But it did hurt a lot. At first I didn't realise what happened, but when I felt blood trickle down behind my ear that was it. I panicked." He smiled. "You want to experience it?" He looked around for something to hit me with but I smiled and hugged him again.
Note - I'm still not satisfied by how the chapter turned out. But posting it anyway cause I don't see what else I can do here. Anyway, thank you so much for your patience and understanding. Hopefully this chapter isn't a disappointment. So here's chapter 7. The last chapter. An epilogue will be up soon as I have it partially ready too. :) And for those of you who haven't seen the banner yet, it's on the previous page. :)
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