SANA POV

Taking a deep breath, I remove the oxygen mask from my mouth, to call him. But to my dismay I'm not able to talk. My throat is dry like Sahara desert so in my mouth. I need to drink some water, maybe then I can speak and call him. I look to my right, but there's no water glass on the side table.

Great!

I should get up from bed and go outside. It's a good idea. Then I can see him and can drink some water too. I try to get up, at least try to sit straight in bed but it's not happening. I try to move my legs. To my shock, I can't move my legs either. I'm suddenly feeling heavy to myself.

As if I need support to even move or flip my side while sleeping. This is bad.

Am I paralyzed or something?

Oh my God! This is not good. I can't live like this. I can't be a burden on my Sidharth. But, I can't live without him either.

What do I do now?

Then I remember, I can move my hands and head. I guess, my body is weak for being unconscious for so long. But, how long have I been unconscious?

Looking at my surroundings, I feel like few days or maybe a week or two. Nothing has changed in our bedroom. Same bed, same couch, same cupboard everything is the same as before.

About my body, I'm not feeling any kind of pain anywhere. Just weakness.

It happened maybe for being unconscious for a long time. I had no food, and my body hasn't moved for long time. I guess, for this, I can't talk, walk or move much.

I took a deep breath feeling relief that, I'm not paralyzed. I am not a burden on my Sidharth.

I feel like I just woke up from a long sleep, with a deadly nightmare. Where I was almost dead or maybe dead. Somehow, God has saved me by miracle for my Sidharth.

Where is my Sidharth? Damn it?

I can't even call him. My throat is still dry. Now I have no choice but to wait until he comes here and sees me, awake; and help me out a little. I think I'm just going to cry my heart out after seeing him. It feels like forever that I haven't seen him.

Baby where are you? Come to me. Please.

By God's grace, I finally heard his sweet voice, from outside our bedroom. "You are so beautiful."

Who else is here at our home? Is it a man? Or woman? He said beautiful. It's a woman. A fucking woman is here. At our house. At my house.

What the heck!

"Fuck! You're so soft." He goan.

What's going on here? Why did he goan? Is he?

No. No. No. No.

He can't do this to me. He can't cheat. He can't fuck some bitch behind my back. That's not my Sidharth. My Sidharth can't be a cheater.

Can he?

"Oh God! I'll fucking eat you, my little kitten."

Oh. My. God.

He calls her Little Kitten?

I will fucking do something, with him and with that bloody bitch. I'll kill her. Definitely, I'm killing her.

Fuck! My hard is paining now.

"My baby gi—" 

Some women interrupt him, "Sidharth sir."

There's another fucking woman here. I'll kill her too.

"What brought you here?" He sounds irritated.

Obviously, that woman disturbed between his precious moment with his so-called Little Kitten.

"Sir, your Dad called you. You left your phone in the kitchen, so I came here to give you."

What on Earth is going on here? From where Sidharth got a Dad suddenly? Isn't his father dead already?

Am I in some another dimension? Where he has a Dad. And, moreover, he is cheating on me? Because, my Sidharth can't do this. I know him. And, here this Sidharth was having sex in kitchen. Now in dining room.

Oh God! Why?

"Thank you, Ms. Jennifer."

So her name is Jennifer. I'll kill that Jennifer too. God! Why can't I move? Or talk? Damnit!

"Ms. Jennifer? Can you take care of her for sometime? I need to call him."

Huh? Take care of her? Give it to me baby. I know how to take care of that soft-little-kitten of yours. 

"Sure, sir."

Sir, my fucking foot.

"I would love to do that. I love her too!"

Gross!

"I think we should play with her sometime. Together? What say Ms. Jennifer?" He sounds excited.

"Why not? I would love that." She sounds happy too.

He wants to have sex with two? What the fuck is wrong with him? I so want to kill him. But I can't do that either.

Oh! God.

"Great! We will play with her tonight after I come back from work."

I think I should just get unconscious again. This time for forever. It will be a good idea. I can't believe my ears.

SIDHARTH.

There's silence for a moment before he speaks, "Hello! Dad?" I heard some movement before I could feel his voice coming closer to me, "I am fine. How are you?"

He is coming into the room.

Should I pretend to sleep? To know what the fuck is he doing behind me? After all, I need to know how much he loves me. He loved me. He loves that Little Kitten now.

Why Sidharth?

I quickly fix the oxygen mask and pretend to sleep like before. The next moment he enters the room talking with some, Dad.

God! He have a dad now. But where is my Dad? And Mum? Do they still love me? Or did they forget me just like Sidharth?

Oh God! I just want to cry now.

"I am seriously good Dad. Don't be over dramatic." I felt his eyes on me for a moment, but then it's gone.

I couldn't get a chance to understand how he was looking at me. With love? Sympathy? Hope? Longingness? Irritation? Or nothing?

I so want to open my eyes and see him. His handsome face. I want to feel him. I want to let him know I'm awake. But I won't. If I do it now I'll either kill him and his two bitches.

Stay cool and composed Sana, and keep pretending to sleep.

"Yeah! I got it, Dad." I felt the bed dripping and he sits on the bed on his side. Then he grabs my left hand and lock our hands together.

It definitely melts me. A little.

I won't kill you anymore. You saved yourself.

But his next words make me feel angry at him. Again!

"Dad, she is so beautiful. So soft. So cute. I loved her. I can't get enough of her. I was playing with her for over an hour now. And, you know she didn't even show a little tantrum or make a sound. I'm feeling really good now. Thanks to you." He sounds genuinely happy.

I so want to get up and slap him now. My anger is at it's peak. But, unfortunately neither I can move nor I can talk.

Wow! God. What a great way to save me. Huh?

I felt him kissing my upper hand softly. I can feel his love through it. It melts me again. It feels amazing feeling his soft lips against my skin. I am feeling better.

This man needs to decide whether he wants me to punish him or love him.

"Dad? Can you send me a male one? It will be great to have another."

Now he needs a man also. What they want to do then? Foursome?

Gross!

"I need that one for Sana. She would love that."

What the fuck? Is he out of his mind? I'm not going to do that shit. So gross he is. Disgusting.

I can't believe I love this man.

"I'll name him after her Pinku."

Pinku? What happened to my Pinku?

"You know what happened to him? Yeah! She will be upset that her so-called half boyfriend is dead. I mean you know what I mean? It got torn when the car flipped."

Oh my Pinku baby. You have been destroyed by them. Don't worry, I'll take revenge by killing them all.

I miss you so much Pinku. You are the only one who was loyal to me. I love you. You're my true love. Because, Sidharth....

"Dad, I'm not jealous of that fucking pink soft toy. I am possessive for my fiancée. She is mine." Possessiveness is dripping though his voice.

Wait. What? He has a fi...fiancée now? Oh! God! How could he do this to me? How long I have been unconscious? Or coma?

Was I in coma?

He continues, "Only I have right over her. Not a fucking pink soft toy's. I hate the color pink even."

I can't do this drama anymore. I need to see him now. I finally open my eyes. The view is blur because of the tears forming in my eyes. But I still can see him.

He is looking different to me. Not in a good way. I can tell he has lost weight. His mussels and body looks thin. His black hair is longer than before and it's messy. I can see he has grown a beard. A thick one.

I never liked beard on him. Not because he looks ugly or something. But because he looks more hot and appalling to me. Even to other women. And, that's my problem.

He has changed. He has changed a lot. Not in a good way. I am not liking it. I want my old Sidharth.

"I miss my Princess." His voice dripped with sadness, I felt another kiss on my upper hand after it.

"I really miss her a lot, D-Dad." His voice broke in the end breaking my own heart and tears started to fall from my eyes automatically.

"I am trying Dad. I trying so fucking hard to act strong. But, I am not strong. Seeing her like this for over a year is not easy for me."

Over a year?

I have been in coma for over a year? That's too long. It must be difficult for him then. I can't even imagine seeing him at my place. It's painful. It could kill me. It must have killed him too.

God!

His grip on my hand gets tighter, "Dad, I don't know how long I can do this anymore. I need her Dad. I fucking need her." His voice sounds desperate.

My baby is in pain. He misses me. He missed me. I shouldn't be smiling at it but I'm smiling. Not because he is in pain but because he missed me, he still loves me and now I am his fucking fiancée.

I. Am. His. Fiancée.

I just noticed a beautiful pink diamond ring in my ring finger and my name SANA is written on his right finger.

He kisses my ring, making me smile bigger.

I know I should be angry with him for spoiling our moment, but surprisingly I'm not. I am just glad I'm awake and now I'll just show him how much I love this fucking perfect man.

My man. My Sidharth. My fiancée.

Wow!

"But, she is not ready to wake up. I need my Princess." His voice became heavy.

He is about to cry. I can't see him crying for me. I need to do something to let him know I'm awake. His princess is awake for him.

"Dad? What do I do to wake her—" He pauses, feeling my hand gripping his hand.

"I'll call you back." He cuts the call, and turns his head to see me. As our eyes meet, the world stops for us.

He looks miserable. He has lost his weight, which means he doesn't eat properly. His eyes are red and have dark circles under his eyes which means he had sleepless night for a very long time. For over a year. His pink lips are darker now, means now he has started to smoke. Smoking means stress. Stress means anxiety, depression, health problem and on and on.

Now I'm feeling guilty. Because I know I did this to him. I deserve punishment then. He should punish me. I'll make him do it.

"Pri...Princess?" He gasps with wide open eyes, and cups his mouth in shock for it his phone falls on the bed.

I pull down my oxygen mask slowly when his big eyes are fix on me in shock. I guess he can't believe I'm awake.

I want to speak. I need to call him to make him believe I'm awake. His princess is awake. So I will try.

"S.. eh.. Si..dh...r..th." My voice comes out as a whisper and hoarse but I guess he manages to hear me calling him.

As he smiles big and his eyes shine in happiness which was dull minutes ago. Seeing him smiling, I smiled a little.

"My Princess is awake." The next moment, he pulls me in a tight hug, and cries like a baby.

"You're finally awake. My Sana is awake." He yells in happiness, still crying.

"Baby, I am so happy. I missed you. I missed you so fucking much. You have no idea how much you scared me. You make me crazy Sana. You make me crazy. I fucking hate you for that."

"I.. a...m.. sohrr..y." I hope he heard my apology.

"But I still love you more. I love you Princess. I love you so fucking much." He cries in happiness, hugging me so tightly, as if he lose his grip on me I'll get vanish.

It gives me pain. But the pain he went thought, the pain he is still going through gives me immense pain. I feel pain in my heart, and I cry more hugging him back, caressing his long hair.

Feeling him close to me makes my body alive so is my soul and mind. I take few deep breath to absorb his familiar cologne. I love it. It's my favorite perfume in the world. I makes me calm. It makes me feel home. I feel protected with him.

"I .. m..mi..," I try to talk

He cuts me off, "Don't talk. It will hurt you." Care is dripping though his voice.

"Princess just hold me. Please?" His begging makes me go crazy and my heart bleed.

I feel a sharp pain in my heart. I can't see him like this. "I.."

"Just fucking hold me, will you?" He yells getting angry.

I will. I'll do anything whatever he demands from me. I just want to make him happy.

I hug him tightly to make him believe I'm awake. His wait has finally come to an end.

We stay like this for like ages, but then suddenly he breaks our hug and starts kissing my whole face like he used to do before, to pamper me.

I just smile feeling his love and seeing him happy. After the kissing session he looks at me with all his love making me smile.

"I missed you Princess." He kisses my forehead sweetly and I automatically close my eyes feeling loved.

"Me t...uh..o."

"Shh! Don't talk now." He kisses my forehead again, and makes me lay down on bed again.

"Wah.. water?" I need to drink some water now.

"Okay. Ms. Jennifer, can you please bring a glass of water for my Princess? She is finally awake." He yells.

I so want to ask who is she? And who is his Little Kitten? And other stuff. But I keep my mouth shut. Seeing him smiling and happy.

"Sure, Sir." Even she sounds happy.

Sidharth helps me to sit in the bed, resting my back against the headboard. Then, he kisses my forehead and our interlocked hands. It makes me smile big. He is not ready to leave my hand.

I am loving it.

"I love you." He says.

"I.." I try to respond but he shush me keeping his index finger on my lips. I feel shiver in my whole body. My body still responds to his touch.

"I know you love me, Princess. You don't have to tell me. You just relax okay? Your body is weak now. It will take time for you to do things like before." His care makes me happy and smile.

I just nod.

In a minute, a beautiful mid fifty woman enters our bedroom. She is wearing a simple off white saree. She has a big smile on her face and she is holding a glass of water in her right hand.

"You finally awake, Sana." She says sweetly, caressing my hair.

I am confused.

"Thank you." Sidharth says taking the glass from her hand then helps me to drink the water.

Seeing my confused expression Sidharth says, "Sana, she is Ms. Jennifer. She is your nurse. She takes care of you. Please check her."

"Sure." She gets busy in her work in checking my BP, heart rate and everything.

Here I'm in shock. She is Jennifer? She is old like my Dad and his mother. How can then?

Oh God! I misunderstood things. Now I am curious who is that Little Kitten actually?

Sidharth keeps the glass on his side of the nightstand and looks at me. Seeing my shocked expression he asks, "Baby, what happened? Do you have any problem?"

I shake my head negatively.

"Okay. Don't stress yourself too much. Then you'll fall sick." His sweet words make me smile again.

"I missed you." My voice was low but words were clear.

He smiles sadly, "But, I missed you more."

It's a matter of fact.

"Sir, she is absolutely fine. She just needs rest and eat healthy. It will take some time for her to walk properly. But you can help her for practice." Ms. Jennifer says.

"Thank goodness you're fine." He then kisses my forehead.

"Should I inform her parents?" Ms. Jennifer asks politely

"Please do it. And, can you cook something healthy for her? You know I can't cook and I don't know what she should eat now." Sidharth says as a matter-of-fact, but a little embarrassed. His cheeks are red.

"Cute baby." My words makes him smile and Ms. Jennifer giggles.

"I'll get her food." She then left in a hurry giving us privacy.

"Lay down." Sidharth's word make me frown.

"I was sleeping all the time. Let me sit a little." He doesn't look convinced but hurt, "Please, Baby Daddy."

He smiles happily, "I missed it too."

Me too. I missed everything. But mostly him.

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