VANSHITA: SEPARATE PATHS ( #Book 2)

Death and Royal Blood

𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗔'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Sitting here, looking at the sky full of stars and the crystal moon makes me feel how small I am, how small we all are.

Vivaan is busy, his coffee is resting on table in front of me, while there is a furrow between his eyebrows. He looks tensed, since we came back he is going through some documents.

Kids are playing so Maa sa advised us to sit here, the roof.

Rajvir is looking a little more playful than when I saw him first, I wonder what changed maybe it's because he found someone his age and a plahmate in mishti, but I am glad.

What will happen when we go back, will he be the same boy again, the quiet and closed one.

I looked at the book in my hand

'Shatter me' '̶M̶y ̶T̶o̶u̶c̶h ̶̶i̶̶s ̶P̶o̶w̶e̶r '.

This is the first book of the series, I actually love to read these type of books.
Some says it may be inappropriate to read these books during pregnancy but I am not one of them.

I think Tahereh Mafi is trying to show us the mirror.

What we sow, we ripe.

I love how juliette is trying her best to fight the monster, in and out. The determination, I can only imagine. No matter what her past was, she is willing to conceal her powers within herself just to protect others.

I think Aaron is not 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 bad, I never saw him as a villian. But I get some different vibes from Adam....

Ooo God what am I thinking.

I placed the book on the table in front of me and stood up, Vivaan looked at me.

"Need anything"? He asked and I nodded.
" Tell me, I will get it or make a call". He said while closing the files.

"A smile". I said and got no answer. He then sighed,

I couldn't help but take the file from his hand and I was shocked by the information in it,

𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺.

" What is this, I mean why didn't you told me before". I sat beside him and took his hand in mine, caressing his hard, big and strong hand in mine.

These were not any business documents or files but medical reports and case of non other then.....

"Ragini's condition is critical". He said and my heart clenched when I thought about Rajvir.

" These tumors are deadly, maybe she will not survive". He again said and this time the tear I was holding back slipped from my eye.

No, this can't be.
I have read 'Power of your subconcious mind'. If there is even one percent hope, then it's enough for the person to survive.
A man can live just with that, if he believes, he will be fine. Ragini will be fine, I will help her. We all will.

Just then I felt the warmth of Vivaan's arms around me. He patted my head as tears found their way down my eyes, slowly yet furiously.

I closed my eyes to calm myself, but couldn't, Rajvir is just a 6 or 7 year old little boy, he didn't saw his father, how will he react when his mother will also...

I tightly closed my eyes, only to open them again, and this time, no tears.
I wiped my face and sat straight, I know Vivaan is looking at me but for now I have to look for someone else.

"I have to talk to her". I said and he didn't utter a word but helped me downstairs.

I looked around for a sight of white saree, and there she was, lying on her bed,

her face was paler than the last time, her whole demenour changed in just a few hours, I wonder what she used to look like yesterday.

I knocked on the door and she instantly sat up, her lifeless and emotionless eyes staring at me, with 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

She didn't blink before I sat beside her on the bed, I touched her hand and felt the coldness, shivers ran down my spine, not because of her cold hand but the realisation, I realised something I never wanted to.

"I know about your condition, but you don't have to worry at all, you will be absolutely fine and... and at this time there is nothing that can't be cured, you just have to believe, believe in God, believe in your medicine and yourself.. Trust me you will be fine".

My hand gripped her hand tighter than I wanted, my legs were shaking and my lips trembling while uttering those words.

I got no reply so I continued,

"We will find the best neurosurgean for you, you will get the treatment, and after diagnosis you will be fine". When I thought she was not going to answer I opened my mouth to speak but then she said,

" I know I will not survive".

Those six words and I froze on the spot, my whole body shook and my brain blank.

How easily she said those words without thinking about the impact of them on anyone, her lips curved in a faint smile and I didn't know I was crying until she wiped the tear off my face.

"There is nothing to cry about, Death is inevitable, no matter what you can't escape and this is my time". She said but only one word was roaming in my mind..

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.

She free her hand from my grip and sat.
Still no expressions, just that smile, that smile.

"There is something you need to know, before I die". She said and My eyes widened,
" Do.. Don't say that word... D.. Die". My voice trembled, My hands and legs shaking.

Then only I got a hint of expression, a small yet impactful.

Her stern and straight eyes glinted with calm and bliss.

"Don't stress yourself too much, this can harm your baby". I don't know why but her tone and choice of words made me feel uncomfortable, I fisted my suit.

She then moved close to me, the knot in my throat clenched more.

"Rajvir is Royal blood, blood in his veins are of Suryavansh". I couldn't understand, I think my heart almost stopped beating, I touched my belly while my breathing fastened.

"Harshit Suryavanshi".

The name, that name, his name.

I don't know how to respond, or even I can Or not.

𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘷𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯.