"If Daddy loved Mommy, then why did he break Mommy's heart?"
Prologue:
"I didn't want to see you Mr. Shekhawat," she stated, sitting across from him, her eyes meeting his for the first time in five years. "But my daughter is sick."
He looked at her, his eyes lifeless, vacant of emotion.
"Miss Agarwal," he stated calmly. "Or should I say, Mrs. Kashyap."
She turned as rigid as stone when he said that.
"Miss Agarwal," she corrected, feeling an aching pain in her heart.
A look of hope settled on his face before vanishing into oblivion.
"Miss Agarwal," he said formally, "I don't know how I can help you if your daughter is sick."
"She needs a... she needs a bone marrow transplant," Sanyukta whispered, her eyes filling with tears. "She has leukemia. Please help, Randhir."
Then Sanyukta broke down crying, her heart aching at the prospect of losing her daughter. She was her everything.
"And how can I help?" he asked, his icy cold gaze on her.
"Because she's your daughter. My marrow doesn't match... and if yours doesn't either then we have to have another child, please," she begged, clasping her hands in front of him and sobbing. "I can't lose her."
He watched painfully as the lady in front of him wept like she was begging him for her own life, and even today, he wanted to wipe the tears off her face, despite knowing how much she hurt him all those years ago.
"Please," she whispered helplessly through her tears.
A short story.
Two People.
Ex-bestfriends.
One is a doctor, Another is the hospital MD.
She can't wait to shoot him with words, he can't stop her from doing anything.
He feels responsible and she's the most irresponsible person you'll find.
She wants to go away and he'll do everything in his power to keep her close
He can't look away from her and Well, she can't look away too.
What happens when time tests them? Make them ache for each other?
But it's not sparks which flow in air, it's thier words and hidden pain, so how will the journey be.
let's check it out ourselves.
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"You got 5 minutes. After that I want you to drop me back home because I'm nowhere near to drive after working 22 hours straight ofcourse as my boss because you can't loose such a good doctor in a car accident, Now can you?" His body stiffened, eyes darkened with anger "I was joking Mady. I really need sleep" she stated sheepishly, muffling a yawn.
"Okay. I'll do now sit back here" He pointed to the couch and she immediately plopped down again. Eyes closing down with fatigue. "Did you have a proper meal?" he asked picking his received.
"If you call three bites of a sandwich and eleven cups of coffee a meal then I did have one" she yawned, leaning back against the backrest.
"You're addicted to caffeine" he mumbled, ordering something for them both in his cabin.
"Can you stop mumbling under your breath? I'm already trying hard not to dose off here" she said with drooping eyes.
"You really flip Sana Qureshi, one second you were fighting now you can't sit straight. Will you be normal anytime soon?" He mocked.
"I'll someday Inshallah" she grinned sleepily.
He sighed "Inshallah"