Part 1:
He twisted and turned all night, her face was forming everytime he closed his eyes. She seemed so different and pale. What had happened during these 8 long years to her? He couldn't find a story for this. He remembered her face whenever he was with her, full of laughter and the little blush when he used to tease her.
After thinking for almost 3 hours, he decided to uncover the story. He was going to find answers for his questions and maybe hers too. The first step would be finding when was she admitted.
He walked inside the building again, this was an easy task. He was already outside the cabin which said. Dr.Keerti Shah.
"Hey Di!"
"Hi Armaan, you came yesterday. Today again, How come?"
"A brother can't come and meet his sister, What time has come?"
"Shut up, Tell me, What is the problem?"
"No nothing."
"Armaan, Tell me"
"There's a girl, I guess by the name Ridhima."
"Yes, Ridhima Gupta."
"I want information of her. When was she admitted? Everything."
"Just give me 2 minutes."
As Keerti got up and was about to turn the knob. She heard Armaan.
"Why aren't you asking me anything?"
"Because I give time, I know that one day you'll tell me but not today."
Keerti walked out and Armaan smiled.
After exactly 2 minutes, Keerti came back clutching a file.
"Ridhima Gupta, 25 years, Admitted on 15, August, 2003."
"On her birthday?"
"Hmm...Yes."
"Address?"
"Bunglow No.24, Oxford Street,Downtown, London."
"She shifted."
"Ya, but I don't understand. Her family hasn't visited her for the last 3 years."
"Why?"
"God knows."
"What illness does she have?"
"Well, she has suffered an emotional trauma and she attacked her sister."
"Her sister?"
"Yup!"
"She loved her so much, how can she?"
"Armaan, Listen, Emotional trauma is a very different thing from what it seems. Do you know the relationship between her and her sister?"
"No..."
His voice trailed off, she must be knowing it. She was her best friend but how was he suppossed to find her?
"Di, do you know anyone who can provide me information with just a name?"
"You fool, my husband is the best for this work, Give me the name."
"The name's Muskaan, Muskaan Chadha."
"Come back tomorrow, I'll have it by then."
"Ok,"
As he turned to leave, a sudden thought came to him. He turned and opened his mouth when Keerti spoke.
"You can meet her, I've already spoken to the doctor."
"Thanks!"
He walked fast, his heart was beating so much that he was having difficulty counting his pulse. This was it, He was about to meet her. Whatever her illness was, he was going to save her.
He stopped outside the room, the curtains were drawn but the light was on. He entered.
There she was, her hair tied in a ponytail but her haircut was just the same like him. They both hadn't changed it from years. Her hair was falling and that's why maybe she pinned it up. Her father loved it when her hair was up,never falling out of the place.
She was reading a book, Twilight. He had heard it from her a 100 times. She never stopped saying the guy was sexy. He laughed, he really remembered the fight they had.
Flashback
Ridhima was sitting under the tree and her back was supported on Armaan's back. He knew she loved it like this. They were talking about the movie they both saw yesterday, together.
"I liked the guy, he was looking so sexy."
"You think the guy was sexy, he was looking scary"
"You are jealous!"
"No....Ridhima, Can we talk about something else?"
"No, I really liked the film. I'll ask Mom if she can buy me the book."
"You've seen the film and yet you want to buy the book."
"Ya. Why?"
"I like to read."
"Ok, Ok I get it."
"Good!"
Flashback finishes
She suddenly looked up, but nothing came up to her face that he could read.
"Hi Ridhima!"
"Who are you?"
"Armaan."
"Armaan?"
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