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I woke up alone. yet again. It shouldn't have been disappointing though to not see the monster sleeping on the same bed but I don't know why I didn't like the feeling of waking up alone these days. I hated to admit but now I yearned for warmth all the more. Last night Manik got really close to me, even if I was mad at him I didn't push him away. His proximity was comforting, his words were soothing. This change in me was new and I certainly wasn't liking it or may be I just thought so

I slowly pushed away the duvet and got down palming my tummy. This had become a habit too. Often knowingly or unknowingly my hands would reach out to my tummy, to caress it, to feel the bulge and sometimes the baby liked it unlike his father's touch that he loved to have all the time.

I freshened up a little and headed outside. My leg was sore due to the injury. I hissed and cringed at every step I took. Alas! My plans of running away was ruined because of this stupid injury . I reached the dining hall and couldnt see anyone not even the guards at the main door.

"Damn! This was such a good opportunity", I muttered under my breath. But where was Manik. Did he leave for office just like that? He was the boss now. He could do whatever he wanted. I wondered how long was this drama going to continue. Was it just till the Will became official or beyond that. It was strange but since the last few days I had stopped thinking about the Will, the property, my share, pretty much the things that had got me into the deal.

Was I really over it?

All that occupied my mind was Manik, his baby and my tricks to get away from this place. At this moment living a free life or for that matter just living seemed so much more important than those materialistic things.

But no sooner I heard my stomach growl, "Yes yes I am going to the kitchen already..", I grumbled annoyingly looking at my tummy trying to calm the baby monster inside me. He was always in need to eat something or other.

I was about to enter the kitchen when I heard some sounds from the farther end of the passage. I contemplated a little and walked in that direction. This was the lesser used portion of endless mansion. It kind of looked scary even in broad day light. I stopped inbetween debating whether to go ahead or not but again heard a few more sounds.

"Wh...who is there?", I literally mewed in my lowest pitch, "Ma..Manik is that you?..lis...listen stop scaring me okay", I fumbled looking here and there trying to locate him but couldn't.

I had no reasons to be afraid but I was. I took a few more steps towards the source where the sound came from. It was the storeroom probably. I had never come here, never felt the need to. I pushed the door open slightly and peeped inside. It was dark  except for a vague ray of light which came from the other end of the room. I took a deep breath and stepped in. There were old and broken  furnitures,  some portraits and other waste material covered with dust and cow web. Somewhere deep down I didn't want to take another step further but the curiosity kept pushing me. I moved ahead and accidentally dashed against some old furniture stacked up. They fell on the half open door and pushed it to shut completely.

I shrieked out of fear as darkness engulfed the place completely. I tried to rush towards the door and tumbled on my way. One more second and I would have landed straight on my tummy but in the swirl of darkness a strong pair of hands grabbed me.

"What on earth are you doing here?", Manik's angry voice banged my ear drums out of nowhere.

I couldnt express what relief it was to hear his voice amidst that hollow and emptiness. He jerked me to answer him but I just held onto him.
He pulled me out of there and got me to the passage area. He left me to stand straight while I clutched his sleeves tight and trying to catch my breath.

"Look at me and answer...why are you out of your room?", the rudeness in his voice was more evident and registered now and in a moments time I was back in my senses.

"I should be asking that...tum kya kar rahe ho yaha pe? I was yelling your name and you didn't answer? Were you trying to scare me? Jaan boojh k kar rahe they na?? And by the way what on earth were you doing here? Have you forgotten this is my house and you cant keep roaming here and there without my permission", I tried to remind him about my rights on my territory.

He laughed briskly at the use of the word "permission" in the whole dialogue.

"Really??I think you have forgotten aaj kal mujhe tumhari nahi..tumhe mere permission ki zaroorat hoti hai"

I darted a few angry glares at him and he answered them with his mean smirks. Those evil smiles definitely hinted that he was upto something again.

"It is not a very good idea to keep you idle for long ...this empty head of yours is always full of idiotic things so I have something for you to do", he widened his sarcastic smile an extra bit more and my brows cringed in reflex, "It's Sunday today...I have given an off to the house staff which means it's just the two of us here...I am hungry so go and make something nice for me...busy rahogi toh mere liye kam musibaten khadi karogi...so go now", he ordered like he was ordering his wife.

"Huh! You wish", I shrugged non-chalantly and tried to move away and he grabbed me again.

"You know I don't like repeating myself so go and get going unless you want me to instruct the junior and he certainly listens to me more than you ", he pointed towards my tummy and gave an invisible hi-five to the tiny version of him inside me, "So hurry up you have half an hour"

"What if I run away? There is no one guarding as well", I hinted to alarm him but he only chuckled more.

"With that leg and tummy of yours I dont have much to worry...those guards were as such useless and so far I am here I dont need anyone else around you"

Manik turned and vanished in the store room again and I helplessly found myself walking towards the kitchen. Now it was not only for the bigger monster, I was hungry too and thd glutton inside me made me hungrier.

I looked at the kitchen like I was in an alien place. Of the few occasions when I had graced the kitchen with my esteem presence, I was always surrounded by the helps to hand me anything and everything I needed. But  here I had to do it all by myself. I cursed and abused Manik in the filthiest possible language for making me do all of this but then got on with my job as well. I quickly chopped some veggies and made some poha and served in a bowl.

But I was damn pissed with Manik for his behavior, his audacity to order me, control me, making me beg him. I wanted to get back at him badly and it was then my eyes fell on a bottle kept on the lowest shelf of the kitchen cabinet.

It had written "Rat Poison" on it. I didn't think twice before grabbing it and emptying the entire thing into the bowl. As such these days I was thinking less. Too many thoughts are injurious to health especially a pregnant lady's health.

"Now this shall really make your breakfast tastier than ever", I gave myself a kind of invisible pat for this brilliant way of getting even with him.

"How many hours is going to make your half an hour...I am starving in here..hurry up!!!", Manik yelled from the dining hall.

I quickly threw the bottle in the dustbin and took the food outside. The monster was busy scanning the file infront of him when I thumped the tray on the table with a bang.

"Eat!!"

Manik noted my face for a moment and looked at the food.

"Hmm...smells nice I hope it tastes nice too"

"Yeah yeah you won't forget the taste ever", I spoke in my mind maintaining the grim look on my face intact. He read me for a while.

"Did you eat?", he asked softly. I knew he was asking it just for the sake of his baby but don't know why it felt like he meant me.

I wiped the sweat beads on my forehead. I was a little nervous and apprehensive for what was coming next and Manik kept staring at me somewhat apologetic.

"I shouldn't have sent the kitchen staff away...you look exhausted...", he almost whispered the last but I heard it, "But don't worry I will get something ordered for lunch...you dont have to worry", he assured with a genuine smile.

I never liked him being nice with me because that made me feel all the more guilty.

"Come sit...lets have breakfast together...you shouldn't be empty stomach for too long", he tucked my hand and made me sit beside him.

Why this nice side of his is so disturbing? I miss it when I dont get it and get it at all the wrong times.

Manik looked really hungry infact more excited may be because of the fact that I cooked for him for the first time. He served a portion on my plate and then on his plate. His gestures were making me feel bad. Manik nudged me to start eating and himself took a hefty amount on his spoon. My heart pounded at the myriad thoughts.

What if he dies? I wouldn't see him anymore. He wouldn't be around to fight,  to argue, to trouble me, to hold me, to comfort me, to make me sleep.

The feeling itself was so unnerving and scary. Everything slowed down for the moment. Manik was about to eat it but in a jiffy I slapped his hand making the food spill on the table.

"What the hell!!!", Manik muttered in reaction somewhat shocked and looked at me with an annoyed expression yelling an explanation.

I was behaving so stupid. On one hand I wanted to get rid of this eccentric and over bearing man in my life and when I had a perfect opportunity I pushed it away myself. Hell! even I didn't know what kind wanted from my life. Actually.

"Do..don't have it...it's not very good", I was trying hard for an excuse.

Manik read the nervousness on my face and knew there was a catch. He inquired but I kept avoiding.

"Fine then let me find it out on my own"

He got up and marched towards the kitchen and I ran after him trying to persuade him. To all my dismay the first place where he looked for the clue was the dustbin and in the next moment  got all his answers as he spotted the empty bottle.

Manik looked at me like he would chew me alive then and there. I stopped at my place and hissed in pain, trying to limp and most importantly distract him from going into his monstrous mode.

"You and your stupid tricks"

He inched a step closer and grabbed me by my waist and drew me to his chest, "So this is how you get back to me?", he spoke into my hair. I couldnt dare look into his fiery eyes.

"You wanted me to die?", he nudged me for an answer.

"Then why do you behave so mean with me all the time", I mewed into his chest. Manik wanted me to look at him but I avoided. His hold on me softened making it seem more like an embrace. Both of us fell silent and we just stood like that without him binding me or me holding onto him.

It was one of those rare moments in my life that I wanted to last a little longer.

"Anybody home!!!!!"

Harshad's sudden voice broke the silent moment between us. Manik made an irritated face and abused the moron under his breath. He warned me not to come out and headed outside. As such I was always obedient of him so I did exactly the opposite and followed him slowly.

Manik was ready to yell at Harshad at a decided pitch but he screamed louder as he saw something

"Harshad stop!!!!....Don't eat that"

Harshad looked at him bewildered. He had already shoved 2 more spoons.

"This is so delicious..who made it?", he relished the taste and was about to take another spoon.

"Stop!!!!There is poison in that", Manik jerked the spoon out of his grip and Harshad stood there flabbergasted with busted eyes and his mouth stuffed with my special poha.  He blabbered something but with the food in his mouth he hardly made any sense. The very next moment he held his throat and coughed everything out frantically.

"Shit! Shit! I am going to die...I am going to die", Harshad jumped and did a sort of tribal dance holding his throat. This sight was so so hilarious.

I couldnt control and broke into fits of laughter. Manik glared me to stop and Harshad continued his tribal dance. I so wish his useless father was there too to join him in the performance.

"Serves you right you moron", I added a fistful of salt on his wound and continued laughing making Harshad's face go red out of anger.

"You bitch!!!"

Harshad dared to leave his own throat and catch mine but Manik came in between and pushed him back far away from me and reminded him to see the doctor first.

"I am not going to leave you...you will have to pay for this"

Harshad barked harshly and ran out like his pants were on fire. He galloped through the door to the lawn to the gate and dashed against a young girl. A man like Harshad would have definitely stopped for an introduction but here he needed to save himself first.

I broke out lauging hysterically imagining Harshad's facial expression, served him right for the kind of jerk he was. I laughed and laughed and laughed. I didn't remember when I had laughed like that last. Manik gawked at my giggling face somewhat surprised. He had never seen me snigger childishly. A faint smile appeared on his too as he was admiring mine.

He could go on and on like that when we heard someone clear her throat. Manik turned back to see her and an immediate smile flashed on his face.

"Oh!you are here...I was waiting for you", he took her into an engulfing hug much to my irritation.

It took me a moment to remember this was the same girl I had once spotted Manik with in the site area when I had paid him a surprise visit and he had blatantly lied about her saying she was just a friend. But frankly now she looked much more than that.

"This is Nandini that I had spoken to you about and she is Mukti", Manik introduced her. Mukti's thoughtful eyes travelled through the mansion trying to register a few things before they met mine. She greeted with me a smile and I responded with a glare at her and a fume to Manik.

"Mukti is a doctor...I mean almost a doctor...final year MBBS...she is here for your check up"

Oh so this moron couldn't get an actual doctor and got his medical student girlfriend instead.

"I do not need such half baked  doctors...I am fine by myself", I darted back rudely and tried to go from there. But Manik pulled me by my arms and swept me off the floor and into his arms.

"I told you na she is a little difficult...I will need to be there...come on this side"

Manik carried me to the room while I flapped my limbs in protest. Mukti looked a little amused to see our banter but quietly followed us. Manik put me to lie down on the bed and glared at me to stay still.

"She has also suffered an injury on her leg last night while trying to get the pickle bottle from the uppermost shelf in the kitchen", he lied plainly.

"No I was trying to run away from this monster", and I defied him with the truth. Mukti giggled a little more taking out cotton and ointment from the first aid box for a fresh dressing.

I flinched and hissed at the beginning then let her do it quietly. She injected me to prevent from any infection and I dug my nails on Manik's palm to fight the pain from the needle.

"Umm you will need to excuse us for further check up", Mukti suggested Manik. He didn't look very excited about it but cooperated only after sparing me endless frowns to behave nice to his so called girlfriend.

The very feeling made me want to kick her out of my room, my house infact out of Manik's life. Mukti gave me a smile and asked a few things about my pregnancy.

Oh!So she knew that I was pregnant but did she know who did the child belong to and incase she didn't then what was I there for?

"I hope you know that this is his baby...I am sure your boyfriend told you that he has been sleeping with me for months now", I wanted to bowl her off with this tiny piece of information but she seemed quite in control.

"So how often do you have these pains?", she asked instead while dabbing her fingers on my tummy.

"Very often and all of this is because of him", I replied curtly.

Mukti gave a disapproving look at me and continued doing her job.

"Hmm...it's not very normal though...was there any sort of complications? Like did your doctor tell you anything about it"

Apparently there was so much more that the doctor had told me but I had kept all of that just to me.

"I suppose you are a doctor too so find it out yourself"

"Well technically I am not a doctor yet but will be very soon", she beamed proudly, "Okay I am prescribing a generic pain killer for the time being...have them when you feel the pain"

Mukti got up to leave. She was still smiling even if I behaved mean with her. I hated to admit but she was a sorted girl much more than I ever was. May be that is why Manik liked her so much.

"And by the way...Manik is not my boyfriend...aur itna bhi bura nahi hai woh...take care", she smiled again and this time more endearingly leaving me with myriad thoughts. I did feel umm sort of happy that she herself admitted that she wasn't Manik's girlfriend but I hated everyone who advocated him.

***

Mukti walked upto the bar counter where Manik sat with a half filled glass. He noted her presence and pushed the glass away.

"So did you find out? What is the matter with her?", Manik geared himself to listen to it more attentively.

"Seems she has some complications in her pregnancy but I need to see her test reports to comment anything...if you get me her previous medical reports I will consult with my senior doctor and then let you know but don't worry she is okay now...every woman gets a little cranky when she is pregnant", Mukti laughed a little to lighten the moment and Manik smiled faintly.

They fell quiet for sometime while Mukti fidgeted hesitantly.

"Is she your wife bhai?"

Manik immediately looked at her not because of the fact that she referred to me as his wife but for the word after that. He yearned to hear that more often and why not she was the only one left.

"You never told me you got married and having a baby too but I must say she is very very pretty...you both will make  the cutest babies",  she chirped gleefully  but one stern look from Manik and she mellowed down.

"She is not my wife"

Mukti was a little taken aback. She wasn't expecting this reply.

"Then??"

She looked at Manik for more answers but he didn't give any.

"Bhai I hope you aren't doing wrong", she paused for a bit contemplating her faith on him, "I trust you but why don't you share things with me...aap kabhi bhi kuch bhi nahi batate mujhe...it's been years you have kept me in hostel...I want to stay with you in our house...why can't we stay together bhai?"

Tears clogged her eyes as she said that. Manik was her only family and it was difficult for her to stay alone like orphans. Manik hugged her and patted her back to calm down.

"Bhai...Da..Dad???", she just managed to utter one word hoping to hear more. Manik became still and remorseful and heaved a long sigh.

"You should go now"

Manik separated from her and kissed her on the head. Mukti got herself back. She wanted to comfort him more but Manik was never ready to break down infront of anyone.

"I will wait for that time when you can tell me everything", she stated with a hopeful smile. She moved back to leave and stopped inbetween , "And please tell her I am not your girlfriend...she is almost freaking out...you guys look good together bhai...take care of her...just keep her happy...she needs you"

Mukti left and Manik kept recalling her words. He had so much within him that he couldn't let out not even to his kid sister. He took a deep breath and brushed off the disturbing  thoughts. Manik got a little skeptical if I had overheard there conversation. He quickly moved to my room and found me sleeping peacefully and heaved a sigh.

"Take care of her...just keep her happy...she needs you", were the only words he was left with echoing in his head.

***

Manik rested on the arm chair with a file in his hand when I suddenly appeared infront of him out of nowhere. He stared at me silently while I carried a pissed off look on my face.

"I can't stay like this anymore...I need to breathe some fresh air"

He yawned lazily and blinked his eyes to keep me in proper focus, "Go to the terrace and have as much fresh air you want", he declared wryly and tried to get back to his file but I snatched it threw it away annoying him more.

This locked up situation was getting on my nerves now. I had always made my own decisions how small it might be and this situation where I had to  seek Manik's permission even to go iutwas bothering me immensely.

"It's so suffocating here...mujhe bahar jana hai...you can't jail me like this Manik...I am doing what you want so why can't you be a little considerate towards me", I put forth a valid argument and Manik stared silently.

Manik made all sorts of faces to make me give in but I was adamant. He huffed and finally gave his nod but that too with his terms and conditions. He will accompany me,  he will drive and I had to sit quietly, he will decide the place we will go. Given a choice I would have wanted to go for shopping it's been long since I bought something for me but certainly Manik wouldn't grant my wish so I got myself ready to be bored in his company.

Manik drove past the town to the suburbs away from the hustle bustle of the city. We crossed the ranges and took the spiral path towards the hill top. Ours was the lone car that took that path. But I was kind of liking this lonliness. I looked out of the window inhaling the cool and fresh breeze that I had been deprived off since the last few days or may be my whole life.

After an almost 45 minutes drive we reached. I stepped out to see the beautiful place. Shimla has always been famous for its hills and scenic beauty and this place definitely testified that. We stood at edge of the mountain bound by a three fold railing. It was such a awesome view from there. All I could was ranges of mountains covered with thick snow. The clouds covered the peaks almost seemed the sky kissing the mountain. It was so calm so serene and so pure I couldn't have enough of the place. I never knew such a beautiful place ever existed on earth. I was so lost admiring the beauty around me that I almost forgot  that I was ice cold. I suddenly realised it when Manik wrapped his warm jacket on me.

I glanced at him but he was already looking at mountains with dreamy eyes.

"I never knew about this place", I initiated the conversation breaking the unwary silence.

"This is my favorite place... we used to often come here when we were young", Manik replied almost lost in his chain of thoughts.

"We??"

Manik suddenly straightened himself and avoided looking into my inquisitive eyes. He moved back and found himself a place to sit on the grass. I knew he did that purposely so that I would stop peering more. There was so much about him that I was unaware of or he didn't want to share with me.

Had it been Mukti he would have definitely told her.

The thought popped from nowhere making me feel irritated. I followed him slowly and he held my hand and helped me to sit beside him.

"So now you have your fresh air??", he asked with a cheeky smile and I frowned at him.

"You didnt say with whom you used to come here?",I poked him again for an answer.

"Don't worry it's not a girl...I never got my girlfriends here"

Shit! Why did he say that? Am I behaving so desperate?

"I...I never asked that...I am not interested to know about your gi..girlfriends okay", I made a failed attempt to not embarrass me anymore.

"Yeah yeah Mukti told me that...you literally drove her crazy with your girlfriend chant"

"Whatever!!!!", I sulked making a plain irritated face.

Manik loved that frowny look on my face and did everything possible to keep it intact.

"You are really something when you get mad na...the maids had such a long list of complaints against you.. you actually attacked that poor girl with a vase??", he laughed a little and teased a little, "I was wondering how did you fool John and Michael though"

"I want to punch those useless morons...do you know what they did...I offered them a bribe to let me escape and those morons they took my diamond earrings and didn't even let me run away and and I will sack that stupid gardener for keeping those shovels so recklessly in the lawn..I was running and I just tripped on then and hurt my leg", I didn't even realise when I moved so close to his face whilst narrating my attempt to elope saga.

Manik smiled more as I continued nagging. He tucked the hair strands tickling my face and I let him. He placed his hand over mine and I didn't mind and went on blabbering and bickering very much unlike how I was with him.  Manik stared at my hand and tried to fill in his fingers inbetween mine.

"I am sorry", he whispered somewhat out of context.

My eyes bulged out in an instantly. I never knew that word ever existed in Mr. Manik Malhotra's dictionary or I was fortunate enough to have it used for me.

"I am sorry Nandini", he repeated for me to know that the apology was meant for me. But for which instance though. According to my list he had lot of occasions due.

"Navya..Navya told me yesterday why you had sacked Mr. Bansal...pehle mujhe yakeen nahi hua but then she narrated the incident to me..."

I swiftly removed my hand from his. I tried to look not bothered but then it did bother me and immensely. Just the mention of the incident brought back some haunting memories.

"I was very rough with you that night but why didn't you tell me the actual reason behind it"

"And what change exactly my reason would have brought in you?", the sarcasm in my voice was evident, "You would have still done the same things, still been part of a sick deal with the Saxena's, still made a complete joke of my respect infront of those jerks, still shared your bedroom secrets with those jack-asses and you of all people talk about honor of a woman...huh!"

Manik quietly gulped in the bitterness in my voice. He had to because he knew he was at fault.

"I never told Harshad anything about us...he just knew that there was a deal between me and Mr. Malhotra about you that's it and about the rest he put his ugly imagination in practice", Manik rested his defence in a short and crisp sentence which was just a meagre feed for my curiosity.

"Then why are you with him?"

He gaped at me for a long while and answered, "I am with no one. ..I am on my own...just on my own", he made yet another open ended statement which didn't make any sense to me, "Yeah but these days I have some one in my team", he hinted with a smile. I followed his eyes which travelled down to my tummy.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. However true his claims were but they annoyed me to the core.

"I love my junior...it listens to me, does what I ask...so obedient so cute", he sniggered jostling his palm affectionately on my tummy.

"Cute huh!!I will smack him on the bum if he wouldn't listen to me..do not forget it is Mommy who is going to feed you not your Daddy", I pretended to threaten looking at my tummy.

We got a little more carried away with our family like banter. It started drizzling and Manik forced me to get back but I loved this brisk outing of ours.

***

Manik sat in the study with a number of files of upcoming projects. He looked at his watch. It was pretty late. He had not realised the time, being engrossed in his work. He yawned sleepily and stretched his eyes to concentrate.

Suddenly he heard a loud sound like some utensil fell somewhere. He hurried outside and peeped in the kitchen but there was no one there. He heard some more sounds like someone whimpering and it came from my room.

"Shit!! Nandini", Manik muttered and rushed to my room. He ran through the corridors with my voice becoming more evident now.

"Nandini!!!!", he screamed as he pushed the door open and saw me.

I was on the bed with my eyes still shut. I had pushed my head deep into the pillow and grabbed the bed sheet tight in my fist. My whole body was trembling and I was sweating profusely. I was whimpering, wailing and begging and crying. He quickly came on the bed and tried to hold me but I yelled and jerked his hands off.

"Leave me...leave me ..no no no please dont..please please", I blabbered incessantly.

Manik was reminded of my state from the night in Dehradun. He tried his best to calm me. He pulled me up to sit on the bed while I kept fighting him and flapping my hands to defend myself despararely.

"Nandini wake up!!!! It's me ?Manik", he jerked me vehemently to register that it was him.

I opened my eyes, breathing hard. It was dark. I couldnt see him properly.

"Please leave me..please please", I was sobbing and begging.

"Nandini!! It.is.me.Manik..yes Manik...look at me...main hoon...tum sapna dekh rahi thi...see I am right here...relax",  he brushed my hair and rubbed my back to calm me down.

Slowly and steadily I registered his voice and his contour and his touch on me. The tears that were shed out of  fear were rolling down now out of relief. I clasped his shirt thumped on his chest crying.

"Why?why?why do this to me? Kyun chod ke jaate ho mujhe akele", I murmured burying my face in him. Manik hugged me back tighter than ever.

"Shhhh! Main kahi nahi gaya tha...I was here only stop crying and look at me", he tried to separate me from him but I was still in need of some more assurance.

Manik gave me while before pulling me apart from him. He looked at my face carefully. The very girl who was capable was turning his life upside down at the click of a finger was nothing but a mess now. He was hard for him to identify and relate to this Nandini. He cupped my face in his palms and used his thumbs to wipe the tears.

"What is this nightmare of yours?... That scares you like this? Maine pehle bhi tumhe aaise dekha hai...you get beyond control...aaisa kya dekhte ho tum apne sapne mein?", Manik was bewildered to see me in that condition. He wouldn't have bothered to know before but now he sort of demanded to know it rightfully.

Manik kept on asking with me coming with no answers. His questions were dreading me now. I left my grip on his shirt and also tried to remove his hold on me but his grip became firmer.

"I want to know Nandini...what dream you have that is so scary and disturbing that you lose it completely...maine pehle bhi tumhe poocha tha but you never answered", Manik was persistent in his demand now.

"I want to sleep...please"

"You will...I will make you sleep but before that I need to know...I can't see you suffering like this...share it with me Nandini...may be I can heal it", he mumbled with genuine concern lacing his voice.

Manik's  words were like honey to my ears. He wanted heal me. The thought itself was enough to make me feel good. But could he really heal me? Can anything on earth possibly heal me? Some wounds stay with us all our lives leaving it deadly scars right on our soul.

I looked deep into Manik's eyes. He was ready to hear but was I ready to say it?

Warning! warning! Next update is going to be scarier. I don't know what and how I am going to write it but I am looking forward to it. Many might not appreciate reading it but still I would like to attempt it. So all those who can't handle better don't read the next update.

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