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Chapter 40

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Kashvi-

I woke up blinking at the white ceiling, my breathing heavy, sharp pain shooting through my head.

I hissed as I tried to sit up, feeling slightly dizzy my eyes darting towards the IV attached to my hand and then to the room.

" Bhabhi," a concerned frown took over his face as he approached me.

"Are you okay? Should I call the doctor? Or bhai?" He asked resting his weight against the bed as he adjusted my pillow so I could sit comfortably.

" My head hurts Sam," I whispered pressing my fingers against my temple tired , my body aching due to sleeping for hours in the same position.

" Wait ," he pressed some sort of button against the bed and light flickered across it , after which he dialed someone and within a minute the door to our room unlocked.

Doctors walked inside, " What's the update?" They questioned approaching me checking my vitals when he walked in followed by Rahul.

I looked up in his direction, still in the same outfit as before , he blinked at me which gave me a weird sense of calm as he stood next to the doctors.

"Her head hurts," Sam informed them leaving my side standing next to Rahul
as Danish stood next to me as the doctors did their job , once they were done they injected something in my tube and left .

Weird.

I glanced at Danish who raised his hand waving at Sam and Rahul , who left the room instantly.

I stared at him as he sat down on the bed , his expressions blank while the same hand reached out palming my face his thumb brushing against my dry lips.

He leaned in kissing my forehead over the wrapped bandage engulfing me in a hug breathing against my face.

And that snapped something in me , my eyes watered at the overwhelming feeling.

He was here with me.

I clutched his shirt in my fists holding tightly as I breathed against the fabric, he tried to pull away but I couldn't.

I needed this.

Safety.

And comfort.

" I am here only , let go of my shirt Kashoo," he cooed as if I was a kid. And maybe I was cause I needed it.

I released his shirt which made him sit on the edge of the bed pulling my head onto his lap.

My movements though conscious had some sort of influence under his presence.

I grabbed his palm tightly as I laid my head against his thighs while he stroked my hair gently.

" Don't leave me," I whispered hugging his palm tightly.

He leaned down kissing my forehead , " I won't, " he mumbled pulling me more into him .

I sighed feeling weaker than ever , my body unable to cooperate .

His finger traced the corners of my faces as he stared down at me, " I am sorry," he apologised making me shake my head at him .

" I should have been there. I am soo sorry Kashvi cause of me you had to suffer . I swear I am not going to let you suffer more than you already have and I'll kill that asshole. Please forgive me, I love you a lot," he whispered making me hug him tightly.