Behold Till Eternity

ch: 30

My Rutvik,

Hope.

Hope is a precious word for me and you. Even the hopeless can have hope, Rutvik, then why are you losing hope?

Rutvik? I know you don't like Uncle Verman now, and I get you, really. But my Rutvik, I am so helpless right now. I can't help you in any way or manner without their help. If I were your dearest lawyer, I could've fought for you with my own hands. But I am not your dearest lawyer, I am your dearest future lawyer, so please take their help and it's a oath from my side, that your dearest future lawyer will never defend or fight for a r*pist, assúlter, or any criminals with actual crimes.

I made a huge mistake of my life to tell you that I want a noose around your neck. I don't want that, Rutvik. Please, if anything happens to you, I don't know what I will become.

If you think you are hopeless, then I am helpless. In helplessness, I will help, so in hopelessness, please hope.

I promise you to give you your justice, your freedom, but now I don't want any of them. I want you alive, Rutvik. Please, close your eyes, don't hear the noises around you, don't speak, don't react, because you have to be alive. Not for you, but for me.

Why are you so selfish, Rutvik? Why do you talk about your death like it doesn't matter if you die or not!? It does. It does to me. It hurts me. It pains me. It made me cry, and you don't like seeing me cry, then why do you do this to me?

If the whole world blames you, always remember there is a person who believes you more than herself, more than anyone else, more than you believe yourself.
That person is me.

Not to your justice, not to your freedom, but only to your life, Rutvik... you will live, for me.

Your Ella.
...

I folded the small piece of letter quickly with my trembling fingers and I pressed it into Uncle Verman's hand. "Please, Uncle." I said with my cracked voice which is embarrassing and helpless. "Send this to Rutvik anyhow! Please this will change his mind. He'll listen to you because he has to." I didn't look away. If I looked away, I would cry and if I cried, I would lose the little control I had left inside me.

Uncle Verman looked at the letter, then at me and sighed. Not an annoyed sigh but it was a tired one. "I will try Nahella but at the end, it's his decision." he said softly and I nodded, even though that sentence scared me more than anything else. He turned and walked out of the room.

I stayed frozen, staring at the door long after it closed and that's when suddenly a sharp finger snap echoed near my ear. I jolted like I'd been electrocuted.

"What is wrong with you?" I snapped, already irritated. "Stop messing around, Dixit. This is not the time-"

But Dixit wasn't smiling. No stupid grin. No sarcasm loading. His face went flat and all serious. "Nahella, I finally found a way to save Rutvik and stop his death sentence." he said slowly.