I Hate Luv Stories (✔️✔️✔️)

S1 ⊰|18|⊱ The Responsible Mother

"It takes someone really brave to be a stepmom. Someone strong to raise a child not her own, but loved them with all her heart anyway."

- Anonymous

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"Why is that a problem?" Kunal questioned her.

"Listen! Dr. Kunal! I am happy working in this hospital and just because I am your wife, it doesn't mean I have to be wherever you are." She cleared her mind.

"It's going to be easier for you Swarishka!" He tried convincing her.

"Thank you! Thanks a lot for thinking about me but no! I am happy to be working here."

Kunal had suggested Swara to shift into his hospital, as he is the director of that hospital but for some unknown reasons she kept declining it.

Kunal's hospital was a dream-work-place for any doctor. New or Old. He was offering Swara a free job there but Swara kept disagreeing.

As stubborn as she is, he finally dropped the conversation and walked out of the room. After a while followed by Swara. It was her first day at work since she got married and no one could be as happy as she was.

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"Well Well! Look who's here!" Raghav began with his arrogant self.

Swara as usual had her head lowered as she greeted him and began walking past him.

"How's your Husband Swara?" 

She stopped in her tracks. It wasn't understood why he suddenly brought this topic out of the blue, but this somehow was triggering her.

"He's very well, thank you!" She replied with a plastered smile.

"How does it feel to live your life after killing that poor boy!...what was his name again!?..Ya! Vansh!" 

Swara had begun wiping her sweaty palms on her clothes. This was a habit she had developed over time. Her nervousness made her palms sweaty and as a result she began wiping her palms on any cloth.

The last time she got an anxiety attack, along with sweating she had begun wiping her palms on her dress so many times that as a result her hand began bleeding. Her anxiety and nervousness are just not a perfect fit for her.

"Dr. Swarishka, you have a few patients waiting for you!" Shaina comes to her rescue.

She snaps out of her thoughts and immediately makes her way to the cubicle followed by Shaina.

"Are you alright Swara?" Shaina seemed worried.

"Yeah! Yeah! Thanks for the save there." Swara replied.

wiping off her sweat.

"Just shut him up, yaar! He's such a jerk!" Shaina responded, annoyed.

"But he's not wrong, is he?" Shaina went mute.

"Y-You know! What happened that day and-and-" 

"Shhh!" Shaina cut her off. "Look at me Dr. Swarishka jai-...Dr. Swarishka Roy Chand! You are a doctor and dealing with deaths comes in the package of doing MBBS...one day every one has to die and you can't be blaming yourself  for every death..."

Swara opened her mouth to interrupt but Shaina didn't let her speak."...Vansh was your fiancé and seeing him on the stretcher, lifeless...it's pretty normal to get anxious...It's not easy to see your loved ones leave. You have to accept the fact that the two deaths that day had no connection to you, your emotions or your anxiety attack. Accept it Swara, It's going to make your life easier to live."