A Baker And A Billionaire (Completed)

Chapter 47

Shreya had been awake for the past hour, but her body was still weak from the long coma. She couldn't muster the strength to stand up or even move, but she could hear everything.

At first, she was confused and disoriented, trying to make sense of the conversations around her. But as she listened, she began to piece together the events that had transpired.

When Ashwin's voice cracked with emotion, Shreya's heart went out to him. She wanted to comfort him, to tell him that she was there for him.

With a newfound determination, Shreya summoned all her strength and slowly walked. Her head spun, but she gritted her teeth and focused on Ashwin.

As Vikram rushed to her side to help her, Shreya waved him off. He hesitated but stepped back, allowing Shreya to slowly walk.

Ashwin's eyes widened as he saw Shreya struggling. He took a step towards her.

As Shreya moved towards Ashwin, Vikram's expression turned urgent. "Don't go to him, Shreya!" he warned, his voice low and intense. "Remember what he did to you? He's not what you think he is. He'll hurt you again."

But Shreya didn't listen. She kept walking, her eyes fixed on Ashwin's tear-stained face.

"Shreya, stop!" Vikram pleaded, grabbing her arm. "You're making a mistake. He's the reason you're in this state."

Shreya shot Vikram a fierce glare, her eyes flashing with determination. "Stop shouting, Vikram," she whispered. "He will never hurt me."

Vikram's grip tightened. "Are you going to deceive yourself? He's the one who put you in a coma, Shreya. Don't you remember?"

Shreya's gaze never wavered. "I remember everything, Vikram. And I know what happened to me , Ashwin would never hurt me."

Vikram's face twisted in anguish. "You're blind, Shreya. Blind to the truth."

But Shreya shook off Vikram's grip and stood before Ashwin, her eyes locked onto his.

"Ashwin," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Ashwin's eyes welled up with tears as Shreya's words pierced his soul. He felt a glimmer of hope, knowing that someone understood him.

Vikram's voice was laced with venom. "You're making a huge mistake, Shreya. He'll destroy you."

But Shreya stood firm, her eyes never leaving Ashwin's face. His eyes widened in confusion, his face pale.

"You're... you're dead," he stammered, his voice shaking. "How? How is this possible? I don't understand anything. What's happening here?"

Shreya's gaze never wavered, her eyes locked onto Ashwin's.

"I know it's hard to understand," she whispered. "But I'm alive, Ashwin. And I've to tell you what happened to me."

Ashwin's expression turned desperate.

"But he said you died" he said, his voice cracking. "I came to see you. My father... he also told me it was an accident. But now... now I don't know what to believe."

Shreya's face softened, her eyes filled with compassion. She shot a glare at Vikram.

"Tell me," he demanded. "Tell me everything."

Shreya took a deep breath, her voice steady.

Her gaze turned to Vikram, her eyes searching for answers.

"Do you know what happened that day?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty.

Vikram's expression faltered, and he looked away, his jaw clenched.