this is a thriller story, nothing like the show. hope you like.
a young Mahir well known for giving charity and helping the poor, meets a young woman in a wheel chair, taking a liking to her he decides to help her with her surgery. after the success...
Mahir leaving the building wasn't very fond of what the psychiatrist said. How can he make amend with the person he wronged, if he's too afraid of their reaction. He knew Gunjan was right, but he just doesn't have the courage yet.
He was so busy in his thought that he didn't notice bel passing right by him. He decided to focus on his next order, for the time being, maybe that will take his mind of what Gunjan said.
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Bel entering the building stops and turn around, for a second she thought she saw Mahir. Just the idea of it made her heart rise. She looked around, but didn't see anyone that could be him. " doctor is right, something is wrong with me," she says
" bel, are you coming," her sister said to her
" yes I'm coming"
She watches her sister walk in front of her while holding her daughter. She became depressed, looking at her. It's not like she didn't like her niece, it just seems like she's forgetting something. Like something precious that belongs to her. When her niece smiles at her, she felt a warmness which only a mother could feel.
She always questioned herself, why a huge whole is missing from her heart. Mahir death was half, but where did the other half came from that caused her to feel so empty. What is it that I'm missing? What happend to me on that night, she thought.
"Bel? What's wrong"
Bel shook her head " Nothing, just thinking"
When they enter the room. They were met with the psychiatrist. She smiles at her and told her to sit down. When they became acquainted, she looks at the Shivani and asks if she could wait outside. Bel panicked, she didn't want her sister to leave, but Gunjan reassure her, she will be outside sitting near the door.
Shivani told her not to worry, and leave with her daughter.
clock ticking, we're the only thing bel heard, while the lady situated herself.
" so bel, tell me something about yourself?"
Bel sitting felt the anxiety building up, she told Gunjan about herself, and the people in her life.when she spoke of mahir she was happy, but then pause when she got to his death part. Gunjan did not miss the way her breathing started rising. She realizes bel was panicking. Quickly she grabs what looks like a ball and gave it to her to squeeze.
" take your time bel, breath and then slowly tell me what happend to your husband"
Bel following her Instruction calmed down " I killed my husband" she says
Gunjan confused wrote it down " what do you mean by that bel, can you tell me how"
" I...It wasn't supposed to be him, because of my problem, he died"
Gunjan seeing how bel eyes we're tearing up, gave her a tissue " it seems like your husband's death must have hit you hard, we're you newlywed?"
Bel shook her head " yes, but it felt like forever"
