"Diya! Kuch nhi hoga trust me. Lift girne se toh pta nhi lekin suffocation se marr jaayenge hum dono yahi pr."
She still looked uncertain. He cupped her and caressed her cheeks softly.
"Trust me. Kuch nhi hoga."
"Okay."
She whispered and he got up. His hand was still clutched in hers. She was too scared.
Switching on the fan he settled beside her.
"I don't feel good."
She mumbled after some time and he looked at her. She looked pale.
"Are you claustrophobic?"
"I don't know. I haven't experienced anything like this ever."
"Its ok. Close your eyes and rest your head."
He said snaking his arm around her shoulder and she rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Jagrav could hear her harsh breaths. Her hand still gripped his as if he would disappear if she left his hand.
He looked at her to see her eyes closed and lips shaking with fear. He rubbed her shoulder and unconsciously placed a kiss at the side of her head.
She probably wasn't expecting this because she looked at him and he realised that even he didn't expect himself to do it. What was he even thinking?
Before she could ask him why he did it the fan also switched off and Diya looked at the fan and then him wide eyed.
"Wh-what happened?"
"I think jitni bhi bachi hui power thi wo bhi khatam ho gyi."
He said and felt her grip on his hand tighten.
"Ma-matlab? Is the lift going to fall?"
"The lift is not going to fall Diya. Relax. Thodi der mai power backups aa jaayenge and we'll be out."
She nodded and he rested his head back. It was too hot and he was sweating like anything. His shirt was all wet and sticking to his body.
Some time later he heard her ragged breathing and crouched in front of her.
"Diya? What happened?"
"I-I can't breathe."
He checked her pulse and breathing. Shit! He couldn't let her sleep or faint.
He patted her cheek and she opened her eyes looking at him.
"Don't close your eyes. Oxygen levels down ho rhe hai tumhare I guess. Open the top two buttons of your shirt."
She hummed absentmindedly. She wasn't in her senses. Her eyes started closing again and he patted her cheek again.
"Stay with me Diya. Please!"
He whispered helplessly and opened the top two buttons of her shirt. He rubbed her chest and back trying to help her breathe.
"Feel better?"
