𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭'𝐬

Chapter 39

I clearly posted the note saying that I won't be updating but still few people were messaging yesterday for the update. They are those who don't follow me or vote the chapter but still they want to update. Leave it. I wasn't able to write the long chapter because I am having fever with periods :(

I don't know but I smelled something strong and sweet smell in my school. It was coming from one of my classmates. The smell was really intense and sweet and since that moment I am feeling like vomiting and got fever when reached home. How can a smell give me fever? :(

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Heer was sleeping peacefully and Ishaan was feathering her hair with his fingers, staring at her face. A constant smile was gazing at his lips, seeing her all okay and fine. His eyes were not ready to leave her face only.

He wishes to stare at it for the rest of his life. He wants to just stare and stare at her. Hearing a knock on the door brought him back to his reality.

"Come in."

Saying this he again got busy feathering her hairs and cheeks. The same woman entered inside and looked at them. Without lifting his gaze he asked.

"You can keep this jug on the side table."

He have got Roshni messaged few minutes ago, saying that he will send a hot water jug for Heer as she was still feeling her throat sore. The woman kept the jug and turned around to leave.

Her eyes were staring at her at the couple the whole time and she was happy to see Heer living happily with her in-laws. Staring at the door for the last time she left.

"Heer."

Ishaan whispered when he saw her opening his eyes slowly. His smile grew bigger and bigger. He loved when her eyes stared at him with curiosity, calmness, care and every emotion they hid.

"How are you feeling?"

He asked while passing the glass of warm water towards her. Slipping slowly she drank, maintaining eye contact with him.

"Thanks."

She replied while keeping the glass on the side table. Their eyes met again and their heart lost its beat in each other's eyes. His thumb was feathering her palm which he was holding from the moment she kept the glass away.

Leaning forward she kept her head on his shoulders. His eyes got closed while the moisture came running into his eyes. He doesn't know how to explain the feeling of being close to her again.

His hands shiver to hug her back thinking that he might hurt her as her body was still fragile. Their holds tighten around each other while their heart beats get tangled together with the feeling.

The traitor's tears left his eyes when he felt the emotions getting overwhelmed. Heer moved closer to him until their chest pressed tightly. His face got lost in her hair, stiffing her smell.

"You know how much I was scared when I heard that you were in a coma."

He croaked; finding it difficult to say anything. Her finger getting lost in his hair, trying to make him feel better. But slowly his small cries fell on her ears.

"I am sorry, Heer. I am really sorry but I just couldn't stop myself. I just can't."

His words were making her confused now. She tried to break the hug only to be pulled closer to him. She waited for him to continue with a thundering heart, thinking of something bad.

"I am sorry but I couldn't stop myself from taking drugs again."

The moment those words left his mouth, he was pushed back with a huge force. Heer looked at his face which was filled with regret and shame. She was feeling angry, sad and what not after knowing that he took drugs again.