9. Is it late ?

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Eyes spoke volumes but the tongues were tied. Hearts thumped faster as if giving signal to each other to try to talk to the other, atleast once. Anika kept quiet, her face showing no emotions. She didn't had the courage to step ahead, and say good bye to him. Because then she would not be able to go from here, ever. She was seeing him for the last time, so it was better for her to capture as many pictures of his as she could.

He was also trying to look at her as much as her could, without being noticed by her. From the corner of his eyes he saw her looking at him. The only difference between him and her was, he was too expert in masking his emotions. The thought of entering an empty room after three days was scaring him. He took his bag and left the room without turning back, unknown to the time when he would be waiting for her one look. Anika's eyes remained dry as tears were out of stock. She looked out of the window to see his car being driven out of the Mansion. A tiny sparkle in her eyes called hope died as she was unknown about him staring at her from the window of the car. She took her clothes out of the closet and started packing.

Om called Shivaay to ask him not to leave Anika alone. His hands trembled uncontrollably as Gauri closed her eyes letting the tears flow down her cheeks. They were going to take an immediate flight from Dehradun to Mumbai so Om was trying his best to keep Anika safe until they reach there. On the other hand, Gauri also informed her family to come to Mumbai but she didn't reveal the matter to them.

Shivaay's thoughts were occupied by Anika so he missed first few ring tones of his phone.

"Shivaay, where's Anika Bhabi ?" Om asked as soon as Shivaay recieved the call.

"Call her if you want to talk about her only." Shivaay said, annoyed listening her name. He was already unable to remove her thoughts from his mind and then, mention of her name wasn't going to help at all.

"Shivaay I don't know why you are annoyed. But it's really important for someone to be with Bhabi." Om tried to make his stubborn brother understand but Shivaay was not in a mood to listen.

"Anika bhabi's life is in danger." Om said or to say, shouted as Shivaay was about to cut the call. Phone was only a few centimetres away from his ears but Shivaay could hear what Om said.

"W..what ?" Shivaay almost whispered but Om heard it. "Yes Shivaay. Please stay with her. I'll tell you everything when I'll come there. For now, only you can save her." Om said and Shivaay cut the call without saying anything.

Om turned his face towards Gauri only to see her looking at him with wide shocked eyes. "Why did you call her B..bhabi ?" Gauri asked and Om didn't know how to tell her his brother's deeds. But he knew he had to. He told her everything, from Anika being Priyanka's wedding planner to Shivaay and Anika's marriage. Gauri was enraged, she wanted to shout at Om for hiding the matter till now and to kill his brother for being so cruel to her sister. But for now her di was more important to her so they boarded the flight, without any further exchange of words.

Shivaay told Khanna to drive back home as soon as possible. They weren't too far from Oberoi Mansion. Shivaay stepped out of the car even before Khanna could pull up the car.

Everyone looked on surprised as Shivaay entered the mansion shouting Anika's name. They tried to call him and ask about the matter, only if he paid a heed to them. He rushed towards his room to see the door open. He felt his breathes getting normal as he saw her standing infront of the window. His eyes fell on the open suitcase placed upon the bed with clothes scattered on the bed as well as on the floor.

"Anika !" Shivaay called but she didn't turn nor she replied back.

Shivaay walked towards her to see her. He was only a step away from her when she fell down on the floor, the white curtain that she was trying to hold for support was torn and stained with blood.

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