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I felt my hands were frozen, senses were numb to react over anything.
Agastya was shot.
"Must have just made contact with his skin and didn't pass through it, just like old times." I whispered to myself.
"I should have listened to the full information."
I searched for my phone again amidst the tears, among the papers.
Why is my first reaction crying to any news these days? Where did that strong Megha go?
Love does that to you.
No! When you don't have faith in love. That is what weakens you.
I need to inform Sid as well!
Fuck! How? What do I tell him? Your brother, only family sustained a bullet! Where? How? How serious is it? Nobody knows because I couldn't ask.
"WHERE THE HELL IS MY PHONE?!"
Before I could do or say anything, I heard a doorbell.
Please let it be someone who would know what to do in situations like this! Because I feel paralysed right now, and it definitely an understatement.
I somehow managed to reach the door. The moment I opened it, my breath was hitched in my throat. I couldn't believe my eyes.
Agastya!
No! I am officially insane.
Aniruddh just told me Agastya got shot-
Did they play a prank?
No but Agastya looks weak.
Not just weak but he is struggling to stand on his own feet.
I raised my hand and cupped his face, he closed his eyes in anticipation.
He is real. He is here. BUT HE IS NOT FINE.
He took one step inside the house, I moved back watching his movements carefully.
"So you are real?" He was breathing heavily.
"Aniruddh told me yo-you got-got injured. I mean a bullet, shot... how did y-you come here? Alone? Why di-did you come here? Ar-are you even real?"
He turned to face me. His eyes. HIS BEAUTIFUL FREAKING EYES were filled with pain.
"I am hallucinating, ain't I? I can't afford to go crazy! NOT RIGHT NOW."
"Megha," He covered the distance between us and his forehead touched mine. I was suddenly calm, breathing all fine. His voice was strained though.
We need to go to the doctor. Hospital.
"Let me say what I am here to say, don't have much time." His voice shivered, so did my hand around his neck.
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