SS: I will Fix you! {Chapter14; PG. 114} - Page 9

He pushed open the door letting the light inside the dark room and the sorrowful melody stopped.

The light from the corridor flooded the dark room. A loud thunderous roar filled the room frightening her. She jumped to her feet losing her balance, about to tip over the corner of the stool when two hands grabbed her waist. His right handed snaked her extremely thin waist slightly pushing into her right breast and remaining of her body crashing against his rock hard chest.

She now stood in his arms but her hair covered her face and Arnav could not bear it anymore, he wanted to brush the encumbrance to his vision. He raised his hand and with his index finger gently rolled the brunette tresses from her face causing Khushi to pull herself back from his grip.

She now stood directly before him incredibly close to his face, mingling their breaths in the cold room. Despite the light from the corridor they could not see each other's faces clearly, except her eyes. Brown pool of honey, but full of yearning, pain, and deep thoughts. He swore that if he looked at them a second longer he would drown.

Arnav was about to question her about the melody that someone knocked on the door.

"Mr. Raizada Mr. Gupta has arrived and would like to see you."

Seeing that she made no sound he thought it best to leave the room. He started walking backwards while his eyes were fixated on her. He wished to find a switch and see her face, but he was force to leave for now with a thousand questions in his mind.

*****

"So Arnav I hope you had a pleasant flight" remarked Ratan sipping on his coffee.

Arnav who was sitting on the sofa located in the center of the study kept staring at his surroundings. He was just stunned that someone would read these many books by choice. The thought seem ridiculous to him.

"Arnav?" questioned Ratan yet again startling Arnav.

"Um! Yes sir it was totally fine. Thank you!" he replied slightly embarrassed by the impression he was making on man of Ratan Gupta's stature.

Arnav has totally captured his attention now, Mr.Gupta started walking forward and sat next to Arnav and took a deep breath.

"Look Arnav you have come to into our lives as our last hope. Our daughter is our world and you are saving our world. So I promise in return for this I am going to make sure that we make you happy." Spoke Ratan like a true businessman.

Arnav was secretly doing back flips in his mind but reserved his excitement.

"Mr.Gupta it's not about the money it's about compassion and humanity and I am glad that I can save a life."

Rattan patted Aranv's back already tricked by his words and stood up.

"Well that's all I had to say, why don't you go and freshen up. I will meet you at the dinner table." Arnav nodded obediently and left the room.

***

Arnav took a shower and jumped a pair of sweats and loose hooded t-shirts. He didn't bother to dry up his hair and left his room. But instead of walking downstairs he started towards Khushi's room again. He quickly paced through the corridor and knocked on the door, after waiting a few minutes he tried again but to no avail.

Yet again disappointed he started towards the stairs. But he suddenly heard the door opening behind him. In a instinctive reflex he turned at the speed of light.

There stood before him a girl no older than 22yrs of age. Dressed in a silver grey chiffon dress, that hung above her knees revealing her lean legs. Her short hair fell right on her shoulder. But the feature that captured him yet again were those eyes, golden brown which sharply contrasted with her pink lips. However her pale cheek was sunk in giving a reminder on her illness. She held a paint brush in her left hand; a red drop of paint fell to the floor as she walked towards him.

" Khushi Gupta" she said inviting his hand for a shake.

Arnav immediately took it into his but gently. The gentleness was instinctive as he felt how fragile she was and he treated her as if she would break if not handled with care.

"Arnav" he replied shaking her hands gently.

"I know!' she smiled back at him gesturing him to come into the room.

He tried hard to remember his cheesy pick up lines that he had rehearsed for now but to no avail.

"You play the piano really well! " said Arnav taking a seat on the recliner.

"Thanks, I already how talented I am." She replied cheerfully taking a bow crossing here legs.

Arnav was stunned by her manners for a girl who was battling death, at a stage of life when most people are busy partying. Here she was rejoicing even in despair. She was different unlike anyone he had seen before.

"May I ask you a question?" he asked

"Sure"

"Where did you learn to play that melody?"

He saw the grow tension on her face as her bright smiled vanished and sorrow once again took over her expressions.

"I don't remember'..maybe from my mother" she replied.

Arnav breathed a sigh of relief hearing her answer. It wasn't her; he now once again focused on his mission.

"What are you working on?" he questioned pointing in the direction of the canvas.

"Hmmm it's a surprise" she said tip toeing towards the painting to place the brush in the holder.

"Hey look, I am sorry about not introducing myself earlier. Its just that you'"

"Startled you?" questioned Arnav completing her sentence.

"Ok enough about me, tell me about you and your family" asked Khushi

"Well there isn't much to tell, it's just me, myself and I."

Khushi was quite surprised to hear his response. "What about your family?"

"Don't have any," he replied rising from his seat and walking towards Khushi. "You are allowed to ask me straight up"

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows in confusion a bit intimidated by his constant intense stare.

"What?" she questioned

"I am very much single."

Khushi burst into laughter and walked towards the door

"Well Mr. Me Myself I, how about we start with Friends? And let's go eat you must be hungry."

Arnav stood up and followed as they both left the room.

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Originally posted by: Riima_Azraa

oh it's fixed 😃

I couldn't read the prologue before...

oh, you updated 😃