ANSHITA'S POV
I opened my eyes and found something wrapped around myself.
It was a blanket.I looked around and my eyes fell on Mishti, Thank god she is ok.
Then my eyes landed on something and when I looked down, it was not something but someone.
What was he doing on the floor.
I sat up and looked for my phone.
I found it on the table and I was shocked, 5 missed calls from nani.Did I slept that much deeply that I didn't heard the phone ringing.
But how, I remember whenever I got migraine even after taking the medicine I wasn't able to sleep.Then what was different today.
Then I looked at him, I remember how angry he was yesterday, when he asked me about my migraine.
And I literally thought, that I actually saw Worry in his eyes for me.
But why ?Just then a nurse came in, maybe to give Mishti her medicine before breakfast.
When was done with her work, she turned and just then I remembered he was on the floor.
I instantly covered him with the blanket and from a far it will be looking like the blanket was lying on the floor.
She eyed it suspiciously and my expression changed,
"Don't you have any work, just go now". She looked at me, nodded and left.I lifted the blanket off him and stared at him.
"I actually saved your reputation". I said and just then I heard a voice,
"You didn't had to". I looked at him and found him looking at me only."You were not sleeping ". I asked him and he shook his head,
"I slept for the longest that I had in this one year, for 5 hours but I woke up before you"."Whatever". I said and stood up, he held my hand.
Just when I was going to say something, he said,
"Maa sa called yesterday night..". Nani called, yes I know that.
"I know". He shook his head.
"I received the call". This was something I didn't know."How dare you touch my things without my consent". Anger was also in my personality traits before but this anger was a level up.
"You were sleeping". He said and I folded my arms around my chest."You should have told me, its not like you ca...". He cut my words off and said,
"You were having migraine before, I thought it was not inappropriate to wake you up". I was out of words, why do I find a change in him and his voice today, is it because I just woke up or anything else.What did Nani told him, what they talked about.
I looked at my phone and then at him,
"You just recieved the call, right". I asked and him and he let go of my hand,
"I didn't know the password of your phone, how can I sneak in". My expressions froze, only if he knew...
He stared at me and his eyes showed shocked."The same password". He asked me but more he said and I went towards Mishti, not able to answer.
If I really say, I didn't had anytime for stuff like that, like changing my password, getting ready, doing makeup or anything that I did before.
I thought they were useless now.
I caressed Mishti's little face and she opened her eyes.
"How are you Mishti baby". I asked her but she just stared at me.
He held her hand,
"Is it paining now". He asked but she just stared at me.
Then she lifted her hand and touched my cheek.When I felt her hand on my cheek my heart melted.
I looked at Vivaan who was already looking at me."B..a..r..i...M..u....m". I hugged her, and I couldn't help help but cried, this crying was different, I was crying because I can't keep my happiness within me.
She remembered me.
She really remember me.I kissed both her cheeks, pecked her forehead and attached mine with her.
She was really the little happiness, a motherly part of me was attached to this littel soul.
"Good Morning". We heard Mr.Smith's voice and found him coming towards us on the wheelchair.
"Good Morning Mr.Smith". I said and he smiled.
"How is Mishti". He asked while coming towards her, he checked her and smiled."Good job warrior, you are really brave". He said to Mishti and turned towards Vivaan.
"We will shift her to a Normal ward in three days and I am sure the way she is improving, she will get discharge within one month". Vivaan looked at him gratefully.
And he said something, that I didn't expected him to."Mr.Smith, Thank you". The words left his mouth and Mr.Smith's smile widdened.
"No problem my child". He said and went out.
The nurse came and changed the drip the previous glucose bottle to a new one.Mishti can't eat anything for another 3 days so glucose will give her body the energy.
When she finished her work she bowed to Vivaan and went away.
"You can go now". He said and I nodded.
Today is a working day for me and as it is in the same hospital I can come here during breaks.Just when I was going to walk out I turned and looked at him.
"Avoid smoking and drinking it will affect Mishti". I walked out and looked at him from outside, he wiped something off Mishti's face and a unknowing smile come on my face.
I first went to my apartment.
Nani opened the door.
"Did you have your breakfast ". I shook my head and she webt in the kitchen while I freshen up.After sometime she came back with a cup of coffee and a plate with bread in it.
I had my breakfast without uttering anything.
"You should talk to him". I heard Nani's voice.
"About what". I asked and she sighed.
"About the misunderstanding that seperated you both". I froze and looked at nani.That night one year ago flashed in front of my eyes.
Flashback..
I looked at the number and recieved it.
Why will she call me this late.But what I heard from the other side just turn around me upside down.
Scattered..
To be continued....
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______________________________________The next chapter is the one you all waited for.
I am again asking the same question.
What do you think could have Happened ?
Who called Anshita ?
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