Beneath the manor's Veil..

Mrs Aisha Aryan Singhania...!

Author's pov

    Neha woke up sweating profusely and looked around... She was in her room , on her bed and beside her Ruhaan was sleeping peacefully. It was afternoon already...

    Suddenly all the scenario flashed infront of her eyes and she shook her head and then remembered about Arisha and Aryan.

    She climbed down from the bed and hurriedly went to the second floor , she has never went to the second floor in all the days leaving in Singhania house.

     She opened the first two room doors and found them empty and then opened the third one which was Aryan's bedroom.

     She felt a wave of calmness as she looked at the father-daughter sleeping peacefully.

     Neha walked inside with her gaze fixed on Arisha's serene face then it shifted to Aryan and then to the bandaged wound on his arm...

     Suddenly something flashed infront of her eyes .

    Neha held her head feeling an unbearable pain in her head which made her fall to her knees .

     This time though she decided to not give up and try to remember the lost pages of her life that also gave her this fear of fire... She always have this flashes and nightmare but with her all might she had pushed them away but today she wanna try .

     She kept pressuring her brain more and more and soon passed out .

     In the late evening Aryan woke up and he saw the angelic face of his daughter... He kissed her forehead and small palms multiple times.

     After they managed to get out of the fire they were rushed to the hospital where the doctors told that the trio needs lost of rest and they will recover very soon without any problem...

     Aryan didn't wake up Arisha and carefully got down from the bed and got shocked finding Neha unconscious on the floor.

    He rushed to her and picked her in his arms and laid her beside Arisha...

    She must have come to check on Arisha and passed out because of weakness... He thought and kept looking at them . 

     A knock on the door brought him out of his daze and he went to open the door.

    " What happened maa..!? " He asked Jhanvi.

    " Aryan is Neha here , she is not in her room..." Jhanvi asked worriedly.

   " Umm... Yeah she came to check on Arisha and passed out so I made her lay on the bed beside Angel."

   " Ok then it's fine... I will send your food  , eat something and take your medicines." Jhanvi said gazing at his bandaged arm.

    " It's nothing maa and I am not hungry... Moreover why are you not resting , stop worrying and go rest in your room." Jhanvi nodded her head at her stubborn son.

    He sighed closing the door and looked at Arisha and Neha... For sometime he wanted to dream that this women wasn't Neha but his Aisha , mother of his daughter.

     But on a second mind he wanted to stop thinking all this so he grabbed a bottle of Alcohol from his cupboard and took the glass from the side table and went to the big balcony and sat on the L shaped seater couch.

    He placed the Alcohol with glass on the table and started making small pegs of drinks while thinking deeply and having in depth conversation with himself.

    It was almost nine at night and Aryan was done with almost half the bottle when Neha regained her conscious... She sat up holding her head and looked around the room and found that it was filled with all the beautiful memories of Aryan-Aisha's life.