ASTHERIEN'S POV :-
I woke up, resting my head on the corner of the bed.
He was still asleep, so I decided to go out for some fresh air.
I was out, and I remembered last night.
What happened to me? Am I dumb? Why was I telling him about that unknown number in this situation?
Anyways, he doesn't know that yet, and maybe I should handle it myself, he already have so much to do, even if I don't know what's his family problems is. But what I know is that someone is trying to beat him, I don't know in what.
Just then I got a call from Jaffer.
📳 [Jaffer calling]
Jaffer- Hello?
Ash- yeah? How're you? You're still in france?
Jaffer- let's talk about this later, first tell me how's he?
Ash- he's fine. You don't have to worry bout that.
Jaffer- thanks to God, he's safe.
Jaffer- uh, ash, I've got something to do I'll call you later.
Ash- okay, see ya!
Jaffer- yah bye.
And call ended, I am sad, I don't feel myself today. My mood is off.
I went back to the room, and saw him trying to stand up, and a nurse was helping him as no one else was here.
Am I jealous? She's just helping.
But she's too close! I want to move that nurse away and help him myself, but I can't, she's already done.
I went to the seat where my bag was kept, so that I can divert my mind from this. I kept searching for something.
Something even I don't know.
Then I found an incomplete sketch, of him, of us.
And I remembered, that day.
FLASHBACK
After meeting kia, I went home and slept.
I woke up, just after half an hour.
I found everything boring. I wanted to do something.
I kept recalling the hobbies I used to love.
Yeah! Sketching!!!
I went in my room, and searched for some tools, paper and all.
What should I draw?
Nothing seems to be interesting enough to draw. I was just roaming around in the house to find something.
Just then I saw a picture, our wedding picture.
Should I draw this?
I started to draw, only his side was done, and it was already good, I decided to take some rest cuz it was over 2 hours since I was sketching.
I packed it and kept it in my bag, and decided to draw the other half some other day.
Just then dad called, and said his father is awake!
I was happy! I changed my clothes.
After sometime, dad came and we left for the hospital together.
END OF FLASHBACK
I again kept it in the bag. I didn't wanted to show him that sketch.
I just sat there, waiting for him to come out of the restroom.
He came out of the restroom, and that nurse again helped him, this time they were even closer!
Am I Jealous?
No! I'm not! Who's he to me?
But why do I kept feeling this way? Maybe it's just because we've been living together for so long.
He was just come to his bed and sat there
that nurse!!! She literally fell on his lap!!!
This is over!!! I'll kill her!!
I moved straight to him, and pushed that nurse away cuz obviously it was intentional and when he's sick!
I couldn't bare seeing this!
"Uh, sorry, my leg slipped." That nurse said, not with politeness but with unessessary attitude.
"Does your leg only slips around married men?" I said.
She can show her sassyness so why can't I?
She gave me some kind of look and left.
Leave it!
"Oh, being protective huh?" He said.
I looked at him. Bandages over his face, hand and leg, but still dares to tease me?
"Oh, being an attention seeker huh?" I mimicked.
"Attention seeker?" He asked in confusion.
"Why? Are you not? If you wanted, you could've asked me to help you. But whom you chose?" I said.
He said nothing, just smiled looking at me.
"Why're you smiling?"
"Do i have something on my face?" I added.
"Yeah, cuteness." He said.
"You look cute when you're jealous." He said, still smiling.
I would just smash his face, if he kept showing his damn smile.
"I'm not jealous!" I said and moved to the room door.
He tried to pull me back, but this time I won't let him do that! Why does he react like this with me, while letting other women touch him?
I took my hand back, and left.
I need to calm myself, I don't know what kinda feeling is that.
I do feel jealous but I can't like HIM!
I just don't want to fall for someone I used to hate.
After an hour, Everyone was here now.
[3 months later]
It's been 3 months, since he got into that accident.
Just in these 3 months, everything seems to be changed.
I went to the trip last month, he was also with me.
We really had a great time, but...
After that night, everything changed.
He doesn't even talk to me properly now! I can't show my interest in my projects just because of this.
What happened to him? To us?
Just that fucking night!
I don't want to remember it anymore, nothing will change.
Just after my mind realised that I like him, this happened.
Why me? I never liked someone, and when I did, it turned out like this.
I just stood up from my bed, it was around midnight, I couldn't sleep, not only today it's been 2 weeks.
I just left out of my room, and looked at his room, not fully locked.
My legs started to move by their own, towards his room.
I went in, he was asleep.
I sat beside the bed, looking at him.
Thinking, was that all he wanted?
And after that he just stopped, even talking to me.
My hand moved to reach his face, remembering all that, I was just hurting myself.
Maybe he doesn't even feel sorry for me.
This chapter ends here. Guys here is the last chapter,I am posting this month.
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