It had been a day since Shubman was in New Zealand and Sara was staring out of the window extremely guilty of what she had done to him. Even after she said so many things he made breakfast for her and would message her three times a day only to ask her if she had her meal, they never talked about anything except this.

She looked around the room, it was a mess and she never liked the mess but here she was. She had understood that it was in their destiny their baby was gone, maybe god knew she wasn't ready yet.

She started picking up all the clothes scattered around the room and put them in the laundry basket. Their closet was a mess too, she started cleaning it but her hand stumbled upon a hard surface.

She took it out and saw that it was a diary. Even she used to write sometimes but she never knew Shubman used to write anything at all.

She read the first few pages which were about his life and what he wanted to achieve and then when he met her. She scrambled through the last pages and her eyes went on the day they lost their baby.

Life is so ironic sometimes, I never thought one day I would captain India even if it was just for one series but the feeling was surreal. You know what other was surreal? The moment I came to know about our baby, the moment I could see the flow radiating from my Sara's face when she heard that we were pregnant. Even though we had planned our baby after Sara's career was settled god decided to grace us with one when we had least expected it. But then I could see her dreams crushing right infront of my eyes. She has always been so passionate about her studies and her profession, one of the qualities I admire about my Sara the most and I with my filthy mouth asked her to abort our precious gem, maybe even god was upset at me that he took away our baby from us even before we could feel it. I would never be able to forgive myself for uttering those words to her but at that moment all I could think about was her, whether she was ready or not, her dreams were standing infront of me asking me to push her so that she could complete them and see what God did. How do I tell my baby that it's not her fault that we couldn't see our baby, how do I make her sleep at night? How do I feed her so that she stays healthy? I know we faced a great loss but how do I tell her that it was all destiny's plan. How should I hide my pain so that all she watches is a happy face around her. I have cried all nights since that incident after making her sleep, but will I ever tell her this? No! Why should I? All I need is my old Sara back who lived care free. And I know one day I will bring her back. I don't know how and when she became the reason I smile and I cry but whatever it is, it's peace. I love my Sara the most and she is my peace and all I need to do is show her what we were before and I know she will be back in my arms, my precious baby!

The last few words were smudged as his tears had fallen on them and now her tears were falling on them. What a grave mistake she did. How could she even blame him for something he had never done.

"Ohh God Sara? How could you? How fucking could you? Why didn't you die before uttering those shameful words to him when all he was trying to do was make me happy. Even in this situation all he could think was making me come out of my fucking shell and what the hell did I do? I told him that he lusts me?"

She cried holding her head and hugging her knees. She knew she could sometimes speak bullshit in anger but she never had to face it's consequences but now here she was.

Half n hour went by and her phone beeped, it was his message asking if she had her lunch or not making her feel all the more guilt than she was already facing.

"How shameful it was of you Sara? You doubted his love for you and our baby?"

She muttered to herself and the next thing she found herself doing was booking the flight to New Zealand. Tomorrow was his match and he would be busy so he wouldn't message her, that's the right time.

Quickly packing her clothes and doing all the other chores she locked the house and stepped out. It was already night, she messaged him about her dinner and switched off her phone.

Before she knew she was in New Zealand. She quickly checked in his hotel room with help of the staff of ICT and sighed when she got his smell which was lingering in the room.

He was currently on the crease fielding while she was waiting for him so that she could ask for forgiveness for what she did was never forgivable, but all a person can do was hope!

It was almost 10 in the night when Shubman entered his room stretching his neck. The room was pitch dark and he switched on the light only to be shocked when he saw Sara sleeping on the bed like a baby.

To make himself believe that it was not a dream he went ahead and touched her arm, why would she come here after all the things?

He sighed and kept his bag on the floor before going to get fresh. Once done with that he came back, he was tired. All his body needed was rest but he hesitated about sleeping on the bed beside her. No he could never forget her words.

Contemplating a lot he finally decided to sleep on the couch and took the extra mattress out of the cupboard. The size of couch was not helping much but he knew he had to adjust.

The next morning Sara eyes fluttered open and she saw him sleeping on the couch making her heart drop. Tears immediately pooled in her eyes but she somehow managed herself.

"No Sara this is not the time to cry, it was your mistake and you are here to rectify it not to cry over it."

She motivated herself and went near the couch kneeling on the floor near to his face. Her hands traced his cheek, he had grown his beard which was pretty much visible unlike other times.

She kissed his cheek and got up to get ready. Today was a rest day, she knew it. She came out and wore her clothes before ordering their breakfast. Now her moto was to wake him up.

"Shubman."

She shook him a little and he was immediately up as if he was up all the time but she didn't ponder upon it much. He sat straight and glanced at her once before looking away.

He took his essential things and entered the bathroom while she sat on the bed dejected. Her arms were aching to hold him in them but he didn't even look at her.

The bell rang and it was the breakfast. She took it in and plated it waiting for him to come. Once he came out he got ready and was picking his bag when she asked him.

"Where are you going?"

When he didn't answer her she knew he won't talk to her.

"Shub I know today is a rest day. Please don't go. Stay with me today."

She pleaded, her voice held a strong kind of emotion which were making Shubman weak but he never looked at her.

"Atleast have your breakfast please."

Her pleads were never answered as he made his way out and closed the door. She sat down again dejected. She didn't even know where to go and search for him, turns out Shubman was in the nets practicing. His whole purpose to do so was to regain his form and avoid Sara to his best.

It was almost evening when he came back, how long will be even avoid her? When he stepped into the room it was dark again, frowning he turned the lights on only for the next scene to tug at his heart.

She was sitting on the floor with the help of bed hugging her knees and body was shaking meaning she was crying. Her face was hidden in her knees.

No matter what happens, what she says he could never see her cry and that too soo badly. He quickly kept his bag aside and went to her pulling her arm.

As soon as Sara spotted him she clunged into his arms making him fall back and she fell on top of him.

"I am sorry. Sorry sorry sorry sorry please. I am so sorry. Sooo soo soo sorry. Please please forgive me. I swear I never meant to say those words, I swear it was just my anger on myself which I took out on you. I am sorry Shubman. Please please talk to me. I can't leave without you, I swear I will die. Apni Sara ko maaf krdo please."

She cried hiding her face in his neck and he smiled hugging her back. When she felt his arms over her she immediately looked up and he smiled.

"Are you angry at me still?"

"I was never angry Sara. I was just hurt with your words but I can understand you. Those words were not words I know but it was just your frustration I know that. I am sorry too for ignoring you instead of confronting you."

Sara cried more hearing his words. Why does he have to be so selfless always? Shubman chuckled knowing her thoughts and made her sit up before getting up himself.

"Ab bas rona. I have forgiven you long back, I was just waiting for you to come and apologize once."

"Haa to mai subah kr deti na only if you would have stayed."

"I was just shocked seeing you here Sara. And I am sorry for that too."

"Okay now go get fresh, I will order the dinner."

He nodded and smiling at her went to the washroom. Sara knew he was still not fully over the incident, not for once he called her baby or jaan and touching her was the last thing he did.
She knew she had to put in a lot of efforts.

She ordered their dinner and they had it peacefully. Once they were ready for the bed Shubman was again going to the couch when she pulled his hand.

"Firse agar couch pe sone ka socha na toh mai maar dungi sach bol rahi hu. Aur ha phir zindagi bhar bhi couch pe hi sona padega."

He chuckled at her cute threat and laid down on the bed while she quickly plopped herself over him but the fact that he didn't hold her like every time hurt her but she smiled and was dedicated to bring the old Shubman back before they exited New Zealand.
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