Fierce truth. He was in shock more than he was in confusion. Frowning slightly, he stood there perplexed, peering intensely at her without saying a word. That was so strange for Uzair to respond to her disbelieving question. There was a pause of unusual silence. And some more pause. And some more. “Who are you?” She whispered again, barely audible. Before the truth of those words could take his breath away, he closed his eyes fiercely. “No,” he told her after opening his eyes, his whisper matching hers. Once again, his eyes fixed on her as if she were the most valuable treasure in the whole world. And she was, in a way, for him. “Who are you?” She repeated the same question yet again in a small voice. “Where is my papa?” They both looked utterly confused while watching each other. Both were observing the other in their own specific way. One was seeing his little bird speak, like she was seeing him for the very first time in her life. And the other one was staring at
23— Flashback- two! “Winning the battle is okay. But never choosing to feel defeat with failure is better.” —Saumya Tripathi Her accident had turned into a tragedy for him to bear. Even now, when he blinked to clear his vision, he was shaking somewhat still inside the memory, which refused to leave his mind even to this very day. Running his slightly shaky hands over his already messed-up hair, he clenched them together in his tight fists. His already gritted teeth made his jaws sharp-angled and his cheekbones more prominent than ever. At that moment he looked so different, maybe strange even if someone were to see him. He laughed out suddenly; his booming laugh was nothing but a haunted one. Stopping a few minutes later, with his hazy eyes, he let the other part of those haunting memories resurface. ••~•• “Who are they?” That sentence had Uzair frowning deeper than he realised. His hope was shattered by the truth, which his mind already knew to some extent. It was as if some
Afraid of conclusion. Shaam couldn't make himself lie to him. He didn't want to break his heart further by introducing him to the reality of the situation. Sometimes, life was so cruel. He was scared for Uzair if he was being utterly truthful with himself because he knew how much his little girl meant to him. He could sense his own heart rate rising with the trail of thoughts. “You might be right, son,” it was a white lie that Uzair caught as soon as it left Shaam's lips; although he didn't voice it out, he could feel something moving in the pit of his stomach. He was speechless with terror.It was all too much. He was vulnerable enough to grasp any little bit of hope provided to him. Regardless of being an empty hope, that was. He just wanted someone to placate him into thinking it all was a dream. Nothing else. Shaam breathed a deep and long exhale, trying to gauge his reaction and to read his mind. "It’s not wise to jump to conclusions. Let the doctor examine her thoroughly bef
Ruin. "Hey, little princess!" The doctor gently waved at her, smiling softly to ease some of her fear, walking closer to the bed where the small form of Radhika lay reluctantly with hooded eyes due to high medication.She grimaced, seeing another unknown face in a matter of what felt like five minutes. She was irritated at this point. Radhika just peered without blinking in return. She did not reply either, just peered like the adamant child she was—at the added unknown member of the room. Eyebrows frowned together and lip full on pout, she repeatedly blinked in the direction of three unknown faces by straying her eyes. She just watched with her brimming confusion-filled large eyes at him at last. To the person with the white long coat who tried to talk to her again. “So, little princess, how are you feeling?”Moments passed by just waiting. No one really said anything. No one.Taking her wrist in his larger one and trying to start small talk with her, Lucas, amidst checking her vita
Things change.“You're right,” Shrey agreed. “Let him stay. Can he?”"I could have allowed it. But on the contrary—for having answers, I have to be left alone with her to deduce her mental stability," the doctor countered rationally. "Let me check that, please. I'd wish to have a word with her alone. Hence, I could know about her situation and let me confirm it for any internal injuries as well before I could answer the questions of your own. I need to be confirmed before I can make any certain conclusion on the part. I’ll keep you updated on any new findings as soon as I have them."It took a few seconds to sink the meaning into them. “How long do you think it’ll take before we can see some improvement?""It’s difficult to put a precise timeline on it. Every patient responds differently to treatment. If the medication is effective, we should notice a gradual improvement in her symptoms. It may take weeks if the medicine works out for her.”Nodding simultaneously and without saying a
Past hurts. “You are being nothing but illogical, and I know you already know that. Don't you?”Uzair's vulnerability was apparent now more than ever. He shivered from the weight of his big brother's words. Shrey didn't need to hear his words when he was able to read his little brother's face. After all, it was him who raised him.“You have nothing to fear. We got saved by a mighty catastrophe. Wouldn't you agree? Something could have gone wrong, but it didn't. Shouldn't you be happier about her being safe than sad about her losing something as trivial as her memory when you can make new ones with her? Even better than before you could have? Rest assured, everything will be alright. Even now, hope is not all lost.”“I understand that, brother. I totally do. Yet, I am unable to decipher the pain and how to get past it. Logically, I am glad she is safe and sound. Yet another part of me is grieving about the fact that it came with a condition.” As he exhaled, his shoulders shook. “The d
To begin with. In the room. . Almost in a soft, inviting whisper, Lucus stood before and said to Radhika, who had confusion-filled eyes. "Hello, hello, little buddy! My name is Dr. Lucus and I’m here to help you. That probably makes little sense at the moment, but bear with me. Will you?” His approach was gentle, patient, and reassuring. However, she stayed silent, just looking at him in what he noticed was annoyance. He shook his head. She's a hard cookie to crack, he thought. His approach was no doubt simple, polite, and opened up the conversation in a way that encouraged the patient to share their concerns. Yet she wasn't a little bit interested in talking to him. Now that was a problem. He had to take up a different way to coddle her into talking. “Ah-huh, adorable dolls like you shouldn't frown.”Blinking, she looked away. He chuckled softly before starting again. “My responsibility is to make sure that I make you comfortable and to answer any question possible for better u
Lost with her. In the moment of fright, weakness swirled around Uzair. He shut his eyes, words breaking. “Let her be okay.” His throat went dry, and his hands were growing cold out of sheer nerves and with a touch of terror. What even was I afraid of? He was starting to lose patience with himself. She was okay, after all. Trying to distract himself, he glanced towards the other two people present in the room with him; their stances were relaxed and sure, the complete opposite of what he was feeling inside. As all three of them waited in the room with bated breaths, silence breathed a sigh upon them. However, none said a word. They didn't need to. Their overbeating heart was the noise in itself. Having to wait for sixty-five excruciating minutes with overlapping thoughts took a toll on their being. Before they could continue to delve some more into their own psyche, the door of the room pushed open, gaining the attention of all three other people who were eagerly waiting for the doc
Author's note. I know the last chapter has ended on several cliffhangers. With Radhika's suspicious and dubious thoughts about Uzair’s personality. The shades he carried in himself. With uncle's arrival, the main truth unrivalled at last, inversely the last chapter served as the foreshadowing of what's to come next in book three. The third part of the book will soon be available on my GoodNovel profile, so don’t forget to check it out! I can’t express how thankful I am for your incredible support, love, and patience throughout this journey. There were countless moments where I felt completely broken while writing this story, but your encouragement kept me going. I’m beyond grateful for that. Your reviews, likes, and comments have been a constant source of motivation, pushing me to keep writing. As we move forward, I truly hope you enjoyed this book. Your passion and support mean the world to me, and it’s because of readers like you that I continue to grow as an author. I pro
Stillness of Dread. “It has been a week,” Radhika breathed the words out. “Almost a week of nothing being the same anymore, however.” Almost a week had passed with the presented information she had no hint of before about her own life till she was made aware of it. It has been a week since she had her worst mental breakdown for the first time. A week has passed since there were ineffable emotions she felt that were difficult to understand by herself. A week, after her acceptance of the facts, led to another set of questions that did not quite sit well with her. “A week..” she murmured. A week since she last saw Uzair.. She placed her hand on her chest, closing her eyes. It gave a sudden jolt, thinking of him. She did not trust him, not fully; she could not. Not at all. But she was trying to. Everything was so different now. Or perhaps nothing was the same anymore. All her life she lived with the truth that was never complete to begin with. Even after knowing the truth about eve
31– His ineffable anger. “Our opinions only matter to others as long as they agree to it. Otherwise, they are just words without meaning.”–Saumya Tripathi A week later. Last day of the week.Precise: a day before the departure to Dubai. Uzair was in the middle of a last meeting of the day before he left when he felt the vibration of the phone in the underside pocket of his suit jacket. He ignored it, seemingly sensing nothing significant that could not wait. With that thought in his mind, he gazed at the screen in front of him, projecting the launch of another product presented to him for approval regarding its favourable opportunity and innovative ideas for fruitful results.“Tell me if you have any other ideas of its launch date. Which would be the best day for it to let it out in the market?”“Inform the HR team before any further procedures.”“Yes, President!”His phone rang again while it continued to vibrate; without giving it a second thought, he let it. He ignored it once
Bound by Obsession. They both froze at her sudden whisper. Confused about how those words made out of her mouth without trying, her eyes instantly widened. It took him a moment to realise how much it would have taken for her to say what she just did. Because it was far from her gullible and apprehensive state, which she always felt while he was near her. It was none other than her honest side. “It has been your room since childhood.”Her eyes became wider as his insinuated statement. “Oh? I used to live here?” “Very much so. You were stubborn, wanting to have this room as your own.”“Was I always drawn to this garden as well?”Squeezing her a little between his arms, he replied. “This garden was precisely made for you on your instruction.”“Wasn't I too small for that?”He gave a light laugh before starting. “You were. You saw it in a cartoon, desiring to have the same garden for yourself. So, here we are.”She lightly gasped at his nonchalant reply. For once, her mind was empty;
A Vow of Protection. She barely gave a nod. Swallowing the lump, she stuttered out, “Will he be okay if-if I don't try..?” She trailed with a trembling voice. More scared thinking about happening something like that again to her uncle. “As long as you don't put your life in danger. No one will get hurt.” He nodded her way, giving a curt nod. “I will make sure he is,” gently cupping her hands, he initiated. “He probably is in danger all the time.”“I will make sure that he will be looked after.” She gazed up at him with her large, innocent, hesitating eyes. Asking him as if he was really telling the truth. “I will not let anyone harm him either.” Her gaze moved before she let her head fall back on her knees. His heart fluttered in his chest at her hopeful look. Indeed, she was his only weakness; he could not afford to have her hurt herself. “No matter the hardships, I promise to keep you and your family safe by standing by your side through the adventure of our lives,” he vowed
Shattered Calm: His Unexpected Rage. “Let me clarify two things for you,” he uttered at a slow pace.A chill sliced her ribs.“One, I did not take away your freedom. It's the people who treat other people's lives so carelessly. It's their own greed that other people's lives don't matter while the said people could do nothing but take refuge wherever they can to save their lives.”At his brutal grip and harsh words, Radhika couldn't muster up the strength to retort to that. “Two, neither have I taken anything away from you. Only I know how much effort I am making to control myself because your accusations have no facts! They are just plainly stating unreasonable remarks and nothing else! Have I ever lied to you about anything?”“Do you think telling a lie isn't the only way to trick people?”Uzair slightly flinched at her cold gaze. She never looked at him like that before. “No.” She answered her own question. “Telling half-truths can trick people into having false assumptions just
Unveiled Fury: His Sudden Brutality. When she just stood there before him, her silence was an answer in itself. She hated him up to her core. Didn't she? Despite knowing everything, she was blaming him for everything! Was it even fair on his part? Where did he go wrong after doing everything in his power to protect her at all costs? Even at the cost of his own life! He didn't need appreciation; however, he didn't need her scorn-filled eyes either, verbally accusing him of wanting her body on top of it as a reason! “How can you be so sure about me taking everything from you when in fact I am the one who is fighting for the things you like for them to stay? Tell me, Why are you so adamant about me being the villain? Can you give me enough logical reasons where I could understand it myself?” “Because you are a monster!” She yelled at last, clenching her fists tightly. What the fuck was she saying? Did he even know what a monster is for fuck's sake?” Filled with sudden fury, he was bl
Silent Scars: The Weight of Unspoken Pain. Slouching a little more, he let his head rest on her frail shoulder. “You do, little one. Only if you stop being stubborn, you will see how much you need a shoulder to lean on.”She turned her face away while trying to push away his head. Distancing himself from her. He forced her face before him again; he stated, “I know how you feel. What is the point of hiding your pain now? Does sharing even a little bit of your burden give you an inferiority complex? Is this a reason why you are forcing yourself to hide away from everything?”She breathed shakily. His words hit it all the way through her, breaking apart the walls that she created for her own sake. Little by little. Choosing not to show how much his words hit her, she changed her hazy mind into believing otherwise. “Do you really?” Her eyes were challenging him to deny. Maybe it was the tiredness in her body that made her feel brave. “I doubt you know how I feel.”A smirk appeared on t
Whispers in the Dark: A Late Night Encounter. She blinked three times to confirm her suspicion of him being here. There he was here again. But why? The question she wanted the answer to. Above all, at this ungodly hour of the time! Even though she was once an energetic child, she always had been feeling sluggish and heavy while coming here. Besides, today was no exception. Her reluctant eyes flickered. He raised his head to look at her. To finally look at her. Instead of saying a word, he chose to stare at her sad and sleep-filled eyes. A small smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “Such a cute little bunny.” Her large, filled, hazy eyes made him compare her to a bunny. Her frown lines were the first thing he took notice of. But he chose not to comment on that for now. Not yet. A veil of silence fell upon them, the distance of it growing with each passing second. Standing in a slower motion, she anxiously backed away unconsciously. When did she get off the bed? She didn't ev