Solace of love

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Seeing Vihaan lost, Amaira rushed to him and sat beside him.

“Vihaan, we need to take her to the hospital. She lost so much blood," she told him looking at Shidya who was breathing slowly in his arms.

Vihaan looked up at her, making Amaira nod at him.
“Hold yourself, Vihaan,"

Vihaan takes a shaky breath and brushes back Shidya’s hair gently and kisses her forehead lovingly.

“Stay strong for me,..." He whispered with a heavy heart and took her in his arms and stood up with her.

Jayanti suddenly block their way and said glaring at Vihaan,
“Who are you? And where are you taking her?"

"Aunty ji, we can talk later. She needs immediate attention…please try to understand,” Amaira told her politely.

“Don't tell me what to do? And how can you entered in our hou-"

"See, try to understand the seriousness of the situation,” Amaira is trying to make her understand in a soft tone.

"Ma, we will talk later ... .Shidya is losing blood,...let’s them go,” Vikram comes in between stopping his mother making Jayanti stare at him in disbelief.

Hearing this, Vihaan rushed out of the room holding semi conscious Shidya close to his heart while Vikram and Amaira also went behind leaving Jayanti and Dhara behind.

Vihaan is feeling unbearable pain seeing her blood painted arms hanging lifelessly. It's like he is suffering instead of her.

Amaira runs ahead and opens the door for Vihaan to place Shidya on the backseat. As Vihaan sat placing Shidya’s head on his thighs, Amaira closed the door. She turned to sit in the driver’s seat when she saw Vikram look at Shidya from the window with worry on his face.

“Sir, you can come with us if you want," she asked, seeing him hesitate.

Vikram looked at her and nodded, giving her a small grateful smile.

They both settle on the front seats while Amaira is driving at a very fast speed.

Vihaan stares at Shidya with love and regret while lightly caressing her face. He saw her eyeballs moving behind her eyelids.

“Vihaan, tie her wrist and palm with some cloth to stop the bleeding," Amaira said from the front seat, making Vihaan look at her hands covered with her own blood.

He suddenly panicked seeing so much blood.

“Amaira..a, there is so much blood," he said anxiously and gently took Shidya’s hand in his.

Vikram is looking at them from the mirror and gulping hard. His eyes are red due to emotion. He is not able to speak anything.

“Vihaan, calm down. Don't panic…." She softly said as she found his voice shaky and filled with panic.

"Here,...tie her wounds with this,” she gave her scarf to him.

Vihaan took it and wrapped it around her wrist tightly to stop the bleeding. Then he took his handkerchief from his pocket and tied it around her palm.

“Why did you do this, Shidya?" He said emotionally, looking at her serene face.

"I am so sorry,...I should have listened to you. Please forgive me. Just don't leave me, yaar. I love you,...I love you so much,” he said looking at her lovingly and gently caressing her face.

Amaira felt her eyes tearing up hearing him but she held herself.

Vikram just realized how much he cares for her. He saw the depth of their love in their eyes. Now seeing Vihaan so gentle and crying for Shidya, his guilt deepens even more. If only he gives Shidya a chance to speak then she won't be on the verge of death.