I'll Be Your Man

26. I NEED YOU!

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Seeing you smile makes me smile.
But if you'll cry, I will hug you, and then, when I am alone, I will cry too!

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Karan's Pov:

Preeta's recent reports showed improvement and a little hope to every doctor.

And by every, I mean the doctors who treated her in Bangalore and also the best doctors from India, the USA, the UK, and beyond. They have all been in touch with me for the last five months, waiting for her to recover, knowing how good a surgeon she is.

Now, I am at home, sitting right beside Preeta, checking the emails with her reports and the responses from the doctors.

The nurse was having her lunch, and I had skipped mine. In fact, I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday—no lunch, no dinner, no breakfast, and now no lunch again. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I felt hollow, like an empty shell moving through motions.

BEEP....BEEP....BEEP....BEEEP.....BEEP....BEEEP...BEEP...

The machine started beeping so fast that I panicked and called the nurse. She rushed over, checked the vitals, and told me to call the doctors immediately. I did, my hands trembling as I dialed, my heart pounding in my chest. They said they would be here any minute.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" I asked, my voice trembling with stress and fear.

"Please, Mr. Luthra, stay outside. I'll call you after checking everything with the doctors," she said firmly. I stood near the door, my hands shaking, as I took out my phone and dialed Ankit's number.

"Yes... Karan, all good?" Ankit's voice came through, calm but concerned.

"Ankit, come here now with Priyanka. Don't waste any time asking why. Just come quickly," I pleaded, my voice cracking, my heart in my throat.

"Yeah, we're on the way." They would be here in minutes, as they were already on their way to my house.

I started pacing outside the room, anxiety gnawing at me. I glanced at my watch. It had only been two minutes, but it felt like an hour. I was never this scared, nervous, and anxious before. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios, each more terrifying than the last.

I wanted to see her now. Tears formed in my eyes, and I fell to my knees in front of the small temple I had set up after bringing Preeta home. Every day, I light the diyas and perform the rituals Priyanka taught me. I was believing in God just because of her. My prayers had become desperate whispers, a plea for her to come back to me.

My hands shook as I reached up to touch the idol. This only happened when I was deeply tense about her, totally broken, thinking about her, or dreaming that she was di...

No, no, no... Karan, don't think negatively!

It will be fine!

She will be fine soon!

THINK POSITIVE!

Priyanka and Ankit barged into the house and saw me tearing up and shaking. They ran toward me.