#2 in The Shaktawat Sisters | Completed
Avantika Kanwar Shaktawat x Garv Singh Chauhan
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He falls for her when his best friend mentions her name during his final year of college life. He was unaware how she looks and how she speaks until he met...
The final chapter is here! Do read the author's note at the end.
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The calmer the sea, the more harmful was its silence.
That perfectly described my current state. People passing through the corridor witnessed the calmer external side but they weren’t familiar with the harmful cataclysm developing inside me. I sat impatiently waiting for the staff to inform me about my husband’s condition.
I was the unluckiest woman to be alive. A few months back, my best friend sacrificed her job and her arm mobility for me and now, my husband was inside fighting for his life.
“Avantika,” Rohan sat on the next chair. His hand offered a water bottle. I hadn’t had anything in the last sixteen hours, including water too.
“No, Thanks!” I declined, returning my eyes to the closed door.
“Your husband will be fine soon,” he assured, handing me a bottle. “At least don’t dehydrate yourself.”
I shook my head, returning it to him. Because if I split my lips to say anything, I would end up breaking emotionally in front of everyone. And I don't want to do that.
I need to stay strong. For him. For our daughter and family.
My blurry eyes recognized a familiar figure approaching my side.
“Avantika,” my brother wrapped his arms around me. “He'll be fine. Be strong.”
His assuring words proved me wrong. I gave up my stubbornness. I buried my face in my palms and the tears formed a sheet on them.
“Garv will be fine. He'll come back with his witty words. To tease you. To remind you how much he loves you.” He cupped my face, brushing off the tears.
“Why me? Why it's always me!” I sobbed.
“You're a fighter, Avantika.”He knelt in front of me. “My sister knows to face everything bravely. You're a mother now. That's what are you going to teach your daughter? To run away from problems?”
I shook my head.
“I’m not advising you to withhold your emotions to yourself. If you want to cry, then do it. But never forget how brave you are.”
I nodded, staring at the closed door of my happiness, my hope, and my life.
After thirty minutes, the door opened revealing the staff walking out.
