FLAMES: Of Revenge And Love

45. FIRST MEETING

Aradhya's POV

I could feel my head bursting, as if my mind was trying to escape its own confines. My eyes were heavy like I had been sleeping for who knows how long.
My stomach churned, nausea rising up to my throat as I ran down from the bed to the bathroom.

" It's okay, it's okay. " I felt a hand soothing my back, the voice lulling me back to reality ever so gently that I just wanted to sleep again.

I washed my face, and cleaned my mouth with the mouthwash, holding the sink for support, all the while that person continued to caress my back.
" You okay love? "

I froze, my limbs started to feel the cold seeping into them, no idea if it was because I was barefoot or because of the reality I was yanked into.
I looked up into the mirror to see him, my reality, my love, standing behind me, his arm around me to give me support, while the other stopped my hair from falling onto my face.

I stood still, not uttering the word and it looked like he desired the silence too, as he too said nothing, just picked me up, I allowed him to, and placed me back on the bed. A bed that wasn't the one I was using for the past few months.

Finally having the mind to look at my surroundings, I saw it, the hospital walls. And the nausea that had just settled down, started to rise again.
" Let's leave here. " I said, my throat was parched, and my words came out raspy.
He said nothing and just handed me a glass of water before getting my slippers from somewhere and making me wear them.

It was morning, the sun was starting its ascent from the shadows as we made our way home.
He picked me up again and took me to our room, no one was around but I knew they were all here, just giving me time, giving us time.

" I'll get you something to eat. " He said as he helped me to the bed.
I was weak, and I hated it. My head was still spinning, and I felt powerless.

" Don't go. " It took a lot of effort to say those words, not just physically but mentally as well.
My rational mind told me that he lied, but my heart, it still sang his tune, still defending him, that he must've had a reason. Convincing that rational part of me to give him a chance, a chance to justify his silence, to excuse his reason for keeping me in the dark.

" Why didn't you tell me? "
I saw it the moment those emotions came over him. Fear, apprehension and some sort of relief too, I could guess why these emotions were there.

" Doctors said any forceful attempt might be dangerous. "

" You never took me to a doctor. "
" I talked to them and you wouldn't have agreed to a consultation without knowing the reason. "

" Then you should've told me the reason. "

" They told me, it could've been because you decided to forget it, something bad must've happened, so bad that you chose to forget me to remember it. I never wanted you to remember it. "

Something bad, that he wasn't even sure of if it ever happened but just for a possibility, he decided to forgo his attempts.
How could this man do it, how could this man live with it, how could this man still love me even after knowing I forgot him. I forgot us.

" What about us? " I asked, so desperately wanting to know his reasons.

" We're together now, aren't we? "
" What if I never remembered? "
" Then I'll consider those days my dream. A dream that guided me to you, a dream so beautiful that it showed me what life will be with you and even without you. "

A dream, that only he lived, that only he saw but the one that was just about me.
Those four months were just us, and he would've considered it all a dream. He said it so easily, as if it was no big deal, living with a person who's incomplete, who doesn't even remember him, he was still ready to give it his all.