THE DOLL'S KNIGHT...

3. SLOWLY...

HELLO PEOPLE!

Today's unplanned update is for my dearest sister-more-of-a-reader Enterok !

It's her b'day today!!!

HAPPIEST B'DAY SISTAAAA!!!🫂🫂♥️🥰🥰

KEEP SHINING, & MAY THIS YEAR MAKES YOU SASSIER & SEXIER! MAY ALL THE GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO YOU THIS YEAR, & MAY YOU REACH ALL THE HEIGHTS OF HAPPINESS & JOY!!!✨✨🌻🌻🌻

LOVE YOU GIRLIE!♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Hope you enjoyed the day, your exam didn't ruin your day, & here's this lil update I could afford writing for you! Enjoy reading!🤩

THE DOLL'S KNIGHT...

CHAPTER 3

SLOWLY...

A living corpse laid on the huge bed from the morning to the evening, in a huge room.

The room was beautiful, round shaped, an architectural wet dream in itself. It held a mini-world within itself, holding a huge glass closet of two-storeys, spacious glass-bathroom attached, a stream flowing with greenery surrounding from one sliding door attached on one side of the room, a porch attached with nature's touch in it along with some couches, tables & a swing, plus one balcony & several ceiling to floor glass windows, all giving view of sea. The room painted white to make it brighter, & give positive vibes.

Everything was as per Ishana's taste, but was she happy? Did she even eye it all?...

She was lost, drowning in her sorrows, with none to hold her, & all efforts to try to save her failing. The Doctor re-did her stitches, but Ishana gave no reaction at all. Everyone tried talking to her, including Aisha, but to no avail.

They called Anya too, only for the poor girl to cry when her Aunt ignored her entirely. It was like she wasn't seeing, she wasn't listening, & she wasn't even breathing...

Everyone tried to bring her to talk, including Vivaan who instigated her in his fucked up ways, teasing her, but to no avail... Even Tara tried talking to her, only for him to get awkward when a tear leaked her empty eyes & then again nothing.

Since she had cried on Avi's shoulder till she drifted to sleep under effect of some medication, she didn't speak. She was lost, like the truth which was unveiled for her sanity, took away her senses entirely.

But there was one person who didn't talk to Ishana at all, who didn't push her at all. It was none other than her Knight.

It's been two days since her screams echoed in the entire mansion, & since she had spoken or expressed herself in any way. She'd lay dead like a corpse, like an apocalypse hit her world & now she has nothing to live for.

All this while, Avi will come to her, take her in his arms for a shower, give her a shower, wash her hairs, tend to her wounds slowly, softly, caressing her all the while, kissing her forehead, holding her as his most delicate flower under the harsh autumn winds, as he dresses her, moisturizes her, applies kohl to her dull eyes, dries & carefully combs & braids her beautiful golden-brown wavy hairs. Then he feeds her some soup or other liquid, for if she is fed something solid she doesn't even try to chew it.

She lets his touch her, feed her, tend to her & take her to the porch, where he sits doing his job or just looking at her, who is too lost to even identify her surroundings. So unlike her & yet this is the broken her...

He won't speak to her either, drinking in the sorrow of her empty eyes with his deeply darkly intense ones. He knows they don't need any tongue, any language to communicate, as the language of love is too special & complicated to be dictated in a dictionary of limited vocab.

He held her hand in his as he kissed the top of her fingertips & made her lay her head on his lap, as they both were seated besides the pool area surrounding their room. She laid on the velvet grass, the enchanting fragrance of the blooming night jasmines surrounding them, as she looked at the sky while he looked at her, the sole rose, jasmine, orchid, lavender, night-jasmine, & every other flower of his life.

He sighed as he leaned back looking up at the sky, at the half-moon fading away in front of the charms of his lady... Even in this state no one can even compete her in beauty, thought he.

"You know Doll, I always used to think that if I make you mine with love, then you'll leave me too... Like that bitch Geet did... Geet... That's not even her name & she is not worthy being even compared to you or mention in front of you, but yet I punished you for the insecurities she infiltrated in me... Stupid, moron, fucker! I'm such an idiot baby!" spoke he infuriated at himself as he put in a few tendrils of her hairs behind her ears, which fell over her beautiful face cause of the gentle fragranced winds.

His eyes held nothing but his fucked up dark love, intensity & anger & frustration over himself, along with shades of guilt... But was it too late already?

"How can someone as beautiful, talented, charming, & perfect girl fall for a fucker like me! But yet you did, like some miracle... & stupid me, huh! I kept testing your love, thinking now this dream will end, now it'll all be proven a mere farce... Only to find it's pure, too pure to be tainted by my darks, just like your Ganges, too infinite & too mighty like the ocean, to ever end by the small stones or large mountains I put in your ways..." spoke he as he looked at her who looked at him finally, & he smiled a bit knowing she was listening to him.

He leaned in & pecked her forehead, while he was surprised to see her getting away from him, as she slowly got up from his lap & marched into the room, making his smiling self move inside right behind her.

He knew she didn't trust his words, the insecurities he himself fed her with, but yet it was needed to tell her about his feelings, something he had to do that fateful night. Only if that night went as planned by him to perfection... He was paying for keeping from her the delight of their angel & his feelings, & he dearly accepted all the punishments thrown his way, knowing his lucky ass was too fortunate to be loved by this lady, or else she'd have buried her ten-feet under 

the ground without even shedding a drop of sweat.

He looked at her who laid on the bed as she closed her empty eyes, a slight blush marking her face.

"I yet affect her... She yet loves me!" muttered he to himself, but he knew this time her love was not enough. The need of the hour was to heal her mentally, physically & most importantly, emotionally. She is drained & tired by fighting from her own self & by her own self now, & it's high-time that he shows her that she's not alone & that he stands right besides her...

"Slowly..." spoke he both to himself & herself as he pecked her cheek & pulled her in his arms, knowing she sleeps calmly only under his warmth & only under the aroma of his body & citrus-musky scent diffused with hers, the symphony of perfection, elixir!

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Ok, I think Avi baby it's really TOOO LATEEE! YOU IDIOT, MORON, SELFISH BASTARD!!!!

I'M SO FED UP WITH AVI'S FUCKED UP ASS NOW!

DO YOU GUYS THINK TOO THAT IT'S TOOOOO LATE, OR AM I JUST EXAGGERATING IT??

What bt our Shanu???🥹

DO LEMME KNOW!

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Yours TIRED & SLEEPY af Author,

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