BORN TO BE UNITED ❤❤

CHAPTER-22

Thoughts are in italics.

Naina's POV:

I looked at the small kid, who's sleeping holding me tight. His face was snuggled to my chest, to get warmth.

Maybe a motherly warmth??

All I could do was only to caress his back and ruffle his hair.

He would wake up every 20 minuites with a nightmare. Just like I used to be a year before. I couldn't sleep the whole night.

Neither I cared of my sleep...

Everytime he woke up, he would scream "koi nahi hai mere liye"

I guess this was the first time he went ever so vulnerable before someone.

His world of nightmares were totally different. The way he portrayed himself to the world, oh god!! No one could say this was the same Businesses Tycoon who had set a benchmark for the industrialists by bagging a hat-trick by winning the " THE BUSINESS MAN OF THE YEAR"

I always thought, that this would be his family business. But he proved me wrong, it was his own fashion company. His own hardwork. I guess wherever his parents were, they would be so proud of him.

Goshhh!!

How much the little child has to suffer.

He seemed so vulnerable to everyone that they ragged him by assaulting him physically by transgenders.

Disgusting people...

What must the little child thought when he was sent to hostels, how it would have felt waiting for our loved ones call...
How bad it could have felt if not being able to see your family on your special occasions??

But I'm happy, that atleast he had his nanu and his brothers with him.

My baby, has suffered a lot...

My baby??

What the hell naina, he's not your baby. He's your best friend who filled the void of your empty life with his live and care.

But what about the heart, that beats rapidly everytime he smiles.

That breaks, everytime he cries.

I know what these could lead to, but I can't afford it. I Don't want to lose a precious gem like him because of my stupid feelings.

Maybe I feel all this because, he was the only one who cared a lot about me, other than my brother...or I should more than my brother...

Yes...it's just because, he..he takes care of me all the time and nurture me with the love I've never been expelled to...

Yes, that's the reason.

'Yeah right...' my heart mocked.

I Royally ignored his statement and focussed on the kid who was sleeping peacefully, maybe he was sleeping in peace after years.

He was too much drained in strength.

Both emotionally and physically.

He shared his past with someone for the first time it seems.

My heart ached so badly, that I thought it could even rip apart.

Seeing him like that was no less than the pain of being operated to your heart, without Anesthesia.

My thoughts were brought to a halt, when I felt him moving.

I looked at the clock that showed 3pm. He must be awake. He did not have anything after yesterday's dinner.