The Unloved Wife

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 44

M e h r b a n o

Sometimes we just have regrets in our hearts just like Ehan's family had. His parents isolated him when he wanted them most. They abandoned him just to give him punishment for hurting me. Most of the times people blame the woman for failure of a marriage but they didn't. They acknowledged he was wrong. But in all this they pushed their son away to such extend that he decided to end his life.

Now they were crying for his life.

His family and his friends were present for him now but they weren't when he needed them the most. I think it's the irony of life.

I spent two years with him but not once I felt like he had some psychological issues. He was like a normal man but abnormal in a way I couldn't understand.

And it wasn't my mistake. I am glad not once anyone blamed me for anything. But this doesn't lessen the pain I was feeling at the moment.

I wiped my tears.

I wasn't the reason he was in the hospital. His own demons put him here. My heart aches for him but I know I am not the reason of all of this. It was meant to happen that way.

I stood outside the ICU and right after five minutes, visiting hours started and I went inside the room where nobody wants to see their loved ones ever.

It's not just a room it's a horror place.

On a bed he was lying on a bed, his body parts bandaged and tubes attached. His head was bandaged, face was pale, eyes closed. His hands had cannulas, blood going into his veins was saving him.

I stopped at his foot side.

My tears wet with tears and heart filled with sadness. I wish it didn't happen and we didn't end up like that. I never wished to get him hurt. I never wanted to hurt him to such extend. I was feeling his pain on myself.

"I love you" His soft and low voice echoed around me.

I covered my face and started crying silently, with shaking legs I took my step forward and touched his hand. My fingers gently caressed his hand.

"Please come back. Everyone is waiting for you. I am waiting for you. Please don't do this to me. I would never be able to move on from you. I never wanted you to die!!!" I whispered to him.

He didn't move nor say anything. He wasn't in his senses. He wasn't hearing me either.

I stayed there at his side for a few more minutes. I whispered a few words in his words as he would listen them.

I walked out of the ICU with shattered hope, his condition wasn't well. I couldn't imagine the worst that could happen.

I have loved him truly.

I can't see him like that

A piece of my heart would die if he died.

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And it had been two weeks, he wasn't opening his eyes. It wasn't just two weeks. It was an alone horrible walk through an endless alley. It was torture on one's mind and soul.