NEW SS: Teri Khata Hai Mere Jiya...precap on pg4

How could I fall for someone so weak, she thought.

How could I not remember anything that happened, there's got to be a way to recall what happened, he thought.

Their minds grasped their hearts and continued to twist and turn them all night long. One wanted to forget everything that had happened whilst the other tried to recall the missing details. Their lives were now at complete odds with each other.

* * *

"Jammy!" She called out, desperately hiding her smirk. He walked out of his room hearing her voice in approaching him, not wanting her to enter his room. From his perspective there was an awkwardness between the two, but he was astonished at how easily she had moved past their indiscretion.

"Yes Tanveer?" he asked robotically.

"I need to speak to you.."

"Can we do this later, I have to get to work?" he cut her off mid sentence.

"No Jammy, I can't hold it in any longer! You need to know the truth!" She said, her words tripping over one another.

"What is it?" he replied nonchalantly.

Taken aback by his disinterest her anger began to rise, but she knew better than to let it overcome her. "I'm pregnant, Jammy," she whispered, glancing down and pretending to be coy.

Three words was all it took. His world came crashing down in the tsunami of these three words. He looked at her, unable to believe it. He hadn't thought his world could slow down any further; his mind became numb and the world lost it's colour as everything around him became different shades of grey. Without responding he looked past in her into the distance and walked out the front door, tears rolling down his eyes.

She hadn't expected him to jump with joy but wasn't expecting total oblivion either. Her anger rose once again, how could he just ignore her and walk away, afterall she was about to become his child's mother.

* * *

Driving around the roads, morning had turned to afternoon and the afternoon to the much despised dusk. Night was fast approaching and he was still wandering the streets like an orphan. Without her his world felt empty; he had no purpose..no reason to return home. His mind still numb with the news he'd received this morning he continued to drive. Until he felt it..his heart raced, his pupils dilated and his hands began to tremble. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead causing him to bring the car to a sudden halt. Getting out of the car he took in large gulps of fresh air. What's happening to me?

Before he could muster another thought, the world beneath his feet spun a little faster than usual and everything turned black.

* * *

A man had been brought in off the streets into the orphanage. She hadn't seen him yet but had heard through the women that he was a young man, around his late twenties, and well dressed. He looked like a businessman but didn't have any form of identification on him. They'd looked through his pockets to find a cell phone or a wallet with his license, hoping to get in contact with his family. The head caretaker had gone to call the police station to see if anyone had filed a missing person's report.

He had been lying on the mattress for half an hour now and hadn't moved a muscle. The caretaker's were getting worried now and thought to call the hospital but the orphanage nurse had said he had collapsed due to overexertion. They needed to wake him up and give him something to eat, she had said. But getting him to open his eyes had proved impossible. His heart rate was normal, his breathing steady but his mind was far off. It seemed like he didn't want to be awoken, like he had given up.

"Zoya, could you please heat up this food again and bring it to the guest room?" One of the caretakers said walking into the kitchen. Zoya looked up from the dirty dishes and nodded. "And please bring a glass of juice as well. It'd be easier to feed him that than some roti," the caretaker continued, sighing and walking out of the kitchen.