65. Always And Forever

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Dear Gentle Readers

I can't believe it's the last chapter. I really didn't wanted to edit it and keep with me forever.

But without you all. Everything is incomplete.

Don't forget the Question Ans page.

Madhav as a dad and caring husband during the pregnancy phase and....

A very cute meet of them when they were kids in Author's pov.

Happy Reading

Jis pal na chaha tujhko
Us pal sajayein mangi
Paya hai maine phir tujhe
Sajde kiye hai lakho
Lakho duyaien mangi
Paya hai maine phir tujhe

Jis pal na chaha tujhkoUs pal sajayein mangiPaya hai maine phir tujheSajde kiye hai lakhoLakho duyaien mangiPaya hai maine phir tujhe

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I couldn't breathe. It's taking every ounce of energy to even take a proper breath. My eyelids feel so heavy like they are anchored by a dumbell. A heavy weight on my face.

I shouldn't exert so much pressure. A few minutes ago I couldn't even feel my body. It felt like I was paralysed. Now that I can feel it, all I feel is pain on the left side of my torso.

Something scrapes off the floor making a screeching sound followed by sobs.

She is crying.

I wanted to hold her and tell her I am all right. My hands are numb. She is crying so hard that I know she can't even breathe properly.

Her fingers shiver as she holds my hand and presses a fleeting kiss to my forehead.

" Madhav. " She whispers. Her voice was so high from crying.

" Please wake up Love. Please. " Her voice is so broken and breathless as she tries to speak between her sobs.

It's breaking my fucking heart to hear her. Is it some new kind of torture God is trying on me?

When I was bleeding and couldn't open my eyes. All I could think about was her. Just the thought of not being able to see her again gutted me. I wanted to wake up.

For her. For our baby.

" You can't do this to me. To our babies. They need you. I need you. " She whispers.

I am not going anywhere Sherni. That is what I want to say, but it's too difficult. I try to move my right hand instead of the left. Her warm hands feel contrasting against my cold ones.

" That should have been me. I am so sorry I shouldn't have taken your vest. I am sorry. Please, Madhav, wake up. I miss you. There is so much I need to tell you. Please. Don't punish me like this. I'll do whatever you say. I swear, Madhav, please. I beg you." She is crying so badly that I can't even breathe.

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