The Sisodias' life is a masterpiece of perfection, crafted for the world to admire. They have it all: empire, wealth, status and reputation that shines brighter than gold. Every smile, every gesture, every word is a calculated performance.
But as t...
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Abhyudit carefully makes him sit on the couch in his cabin and takes seat beside him. Aayansh leans forward, with his hand clutching his stomach in pain. He feels a pang in his heart seeing his brother in misery. With worry clouding his thoughts, he only wishes he could do something to take that pain away from him in the same moment.
"You have any medicine or the auto-injector with you? Somewhere in your cabin or car?" He asks abruptly, turning him towards himself, recalling that doctor had given him precautionary advise to keep them with him all the time.
Trying to take a deep breath, Aayansh shakes his head in denial. He makes an attempt to say something, but ends up coughing again.
"Don't panic...You are going to be fine. Doctor will be here shortly. You will be fine, Ansh." Rubbing his back to calm him, Abhyudit utters, taking him in his embrace. Even if it was not the first time he was seeing him in this condition, he needed the assurance as much as him.
Aayansh leans his head on his shoulder, searching for solace and locks his hands around his brother, feeling the increasing tightness in his throat.
The door of the cabin opens and Shirina enters with the doctor behind her.
"Sir, the Doctor is here." Shirina speaks loudly to get Abhyudit's attention, who was talking to Aayansh, trying to make him stay awake.
Lifting his weight off him, he makes Aayansh lay on the cough on his back. He gets up, letting the doctor make his way beside him.
As the doctor was doing the check up, Shirina observe Abhyudit. She was also concerned, but the way his eyes refused to move from the sick boy and the uneasiness which was imprinted on his face, leaves her bemused. She felt like she was missing few parts.
Why he looked so much affected? How did he knew that Aayansh was allergic to peanuts?
The questions revolve in her head and her thoughts drift back to all that took place some time back. She was somewhere responsible for this. She should have asked him what he wanted and not just handed him what she had. Only if she hadn't given him the sandwich containing peanut butter, he would have been in a better condition.
"I have given him injection and he will be alright in some time. Tell him to rest and take care from next time." Hearing the doctor, she first looks at Aayansh, who was sleeping soundly and then Abhyudit, who closes his eyes in relief. Thankfully, S.I. had in-office clinic in the building for the employees and the doctor was immediately called to treat him before his health turned worse.
"I will see him out." Shirina tells Abhyudit and, getting no reaction from him as expected, she goes out with the doctor.
Abhyudit's gaze fall on Aayansh and he sits next to him. Pushing his hair back from his forhead, his hand rest on his cheek as he takes in the fact that he was fine.
