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15.

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"Hello?" Eira finally picked up her cell phone that had been ringing for way too long.

She sat on the chair nearby and attended the call.

"Hello, is this Eira I'm talking to?" Eira heard a professional female voice on the other line.

"Uhh yes? Who is this?"

"I'm speaking from Help a child organization. You're a therapist, correct?" The lady questioned.

"I am." Eira admitted.

"Actually, you were recommended to us by Youth Care Hospital, Abu Dhabi. We were looking for a therapy session by you but they informed us you are in India, right now. Yes?" Eira frowned at the set of information.

Why would Youth Care give away her private information like that? More over they didn't even knoe she was in India? Eira felt confused.

"I stopped working for Youth Care Hospital a year ago so I don't understand why they'd recommend me to you guys. And well, they don't know I'm in india so.." She responded sharply.

"Ofcourse mam, but they said you're a donator in the hospital too? Your house maid informed that you are in India at the moment."

Eira nodded even though the lady couldn't see her. Suriya always had a big mouth, no wonder she had told about her whereabouts.

"Right, well..how can I help you?" Eira came straight to the point.

"We were looking for a session with our girls at the organization. Their ages are from sixteen to eighteen. Mental health is very important to us, you see. So can you help us?" She heard the question and thought for a moment about it.

"But I'm not in Abu Dhabi?" She argued.

"That's why we called you. For the Indian branch, you are in what city?" She got informed.

"Mumbai." Eira answered.

"Excellent. That suits us the best. The girls are struggling, you see. Should we expect you to help us?"

Eira took a deep breath. It would be nice to do something and therapy always helped her too. Things had gotten complicated ever since she visited India and met Virat, her mind had been playing games with her. This could help her forget.

"Yes, I guess so." She agreed hesitantly.

"Great. How about we meet then? Today, to discuss everything? How many days are you going to be here for?" She questioned Eira.

"My husband finishes his work in three to four days, probably." She responded.

Husband. His heart broke as he beard that.

"Right, are you willing to meet me today?" The lady questioned Eira.

"Where exactly?"

"Don't worry, I'll send the driver to your hotel." Eira frowned. How did the woman know what hotel Eira was staying at?

"How do you know what hotel-" She started to question her but the woman quickly interrupted acting as if she hadn't exactly finished her question.

"If you send me the address." Eira sighed and nodded.

"Oh umm, that won't be necessary. Just text me the place and time, I'll be there."

"Great. Thank you so much mam."

The call ended.

And then she squealed. Ritika jumped on the couch.

"She bought it! Can you believe it?" She yelled. Who knew Rohit's wife was such a little scammer?

"How did you get all this fucking information? I still don't understand." Virat questioned.

He didn't understand how Ritika and Rohit found out all of this, just to give him the closure he deserved. It was crazy.

"Well, first I had to ask Uncle about Faris more, when I got to know that..I searched about him on google and found a website as well. That website had all these therapy stuff on it and that appointments will only be taken on wednesday-" Ritika started off. Virat rolled his eyes.

"What's the point?" He interrogated.

"Suno na aagey, anyway so then I saw the name of the therapist and it was Eira. Her last name was the same as Faris so I understood that they're actually married. There was also link to a hospital, it read 'Interned and worked at health care hospital, for free therapy contact blah blah blah. Then I had to pull in some contacts and get all the information from the hospital including her number." Rohit smirked at his wife's explanation.

"Damn babe, you're giving me the creeps." He commented making her chuckle.

"Are you like an secret agent or something?" Virat enquired in shock. Ritz scoffed and hit him with a pillow.

"No, but I helped your crying ass so say thanks." She said. Virat smiled at her.

"Thanks Ritz, you have no idea how much I owe you." He rarely said thank you and when he did, he truly meant it.

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't go there with any expectations. Just go there for closure. To get the inspiration to move on." She advised him, clasping his shoulder.

"I don't think I can do that." Virat mumbled in response.

"Then try, Virat." She responded, gave him a loose hug and walked away.








Eira pouted as she sat on the couch opposite to Faris, watching him use his laptop. He typed furiously on his mac book, not sparing a single glance around.

Eira saw him, how rigid his body composure was, how tight his shoulders felt.

She saw Hani drinking away milk on the couch while watching a cartoon channel. Eira sighed finally breaking the silence.

"Are you gonna stay mad at me forever?" She questioned. Faris heard her voice but didn't look up from his Mac Book.

"Yes."

He murmured in a low tone and went back to focus on his work. Eira rolled her eyes and stood up from where she was sat, she walked across towards Faris and sat beside him, taking his laptop away and putting it on one sighed. 

Before Faris could protest, Eira put her head on his shoulder. She thought what to speak for a minute, and before she could even speak that Faris had already put his arm around her.

Like it was a normal act. It was.

"I'm sorry I hid it from you. I didn't want to but I did it for us. I didn't want anything coming between us, especially not him."

She told him, looking up at him and rubbing her thumb across his neatly trimmed beard.

"Look, I didn't use you, I just wanted to feel you at that moment, I wanted to feel precious and that's how you make me feel. You take away all my bad parts and that was the moment I needed that closeness." She continued. Faris leaned into her touch, understanding her words completely.

"Also I was kind of horny." Eira added after a while and a chuckle escaped Faris' mouth. Both of them looked at each other and laughed for another moment, before turning serious.

Faris was the one who spoke this time.

"I don't want you hiding anything away from me, I know he was the love of your life Eira, but-" Before he could even complete, Eira was already interrupting him.

"Key word, was. I'm not in love with him anymore..I don't feel anything for him. Not even hate. I love you and I promise, I won't lie again."

She promised. Faris smiled.

"That's all I want from you." He replied. All he wanted was love and honesty, nothing more.

"Well, my demand list is a bit longer." Eira said playfully making him smirk a little.

"Oh really? What do you want?" He enquired.

"A romantic dinner maybe?" Eira shot back.

"Tonight? You got it."

Eira leaned against him again. They were both cuddly and tired, but being together was the only thing that surrounded their minds.

"I also have a meeting today." Eira informed Faris.

"Here?" Faris asked with a frown asking Eira to elaborate.

"Yeah, actually this organization wants me to give a therapy session to some teenagers and I've got a meeting regarding that."

Faris made a weird face. In all honesty, he didn't want Eira to work but Eira's career was important to her so he tried to be as supportive as he could be.

"When do you leave?" He asked with a groan.

"Don't grumble now. I'll go with the driver and come back really soon." She said.

"What about Hani?"

"I think he would love to have his father with him today." Eira winked.

"Just take care and get back soon." Eira nodded and stood up, walking towards her luggage area to take out some new clothes.

Faris said something incoherent in arabic, probably a curse word.

"Don't curse at my work now." Eira yelled.

"I'm not." He yelled back. He was lying.

"I know you better than that,"

And she did. In a short time, she knew him alot. Just like he knew her. But there was a difference between knowing each other and living together forever.


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