She remembers the flashes from her past when she had lost her mother. The thought of how she was singing and laughing along with her mother at the tender age of 6 until the white flashes entered her visions before everything went black.

Not just in her vision but in her life.

She feels the same aching in her chest as the sound starts to become more distant and her breathing starts to get heavier as the reporters charge at her. She tries to move away from them only for them to come more towards her and she stumbles on the five-step stairs in front of the restaurant trying to catch herself when she feels the familiar hand holding her.

It took her a moment when she found herself wrapped around in his tight hold. His one hand over her waist pulling her closer and the other hand on her head bringing her face closer to him hiding her away from the sharpness of the reporters. He turns them around so that his back was to the reporters and she was hiding completely from their view.

"Come on in. Quick". She heard the owner of the restaurant

She didn't even realise when he created the distance and started to head back inside the restaurant until they were back inside. Her legs buckle up as she feels herself falling again but he picks her bridal style before placing her down on the couch at the side.

"Jaan, please look at me. Are you ok?". He said cupping her cheeks in his hands and his voice remains hoarse from the emotions she couldn't depict just yet with her hazy mind while she hears him cursing himself, "Jaan, please".

She didn't speak. She couldn't speak. The accident with her mother had made her mute for a whole year and she went to therapy for her to get it back. To be reminded of that event again and the flashes of it in her naive mind had made her go back to that state again.

"We can bring your car to the door behind and then you can leave from there?". He heard the owner say

He nodded handing them his car keys watching him leave as he looks at the dazed woman of his looking at nothing in particular. His heart clenched in worry as he looks at her. He doesn't know how that happened and why it had such a bad effect on her.

"Anabia". He tried again holding her hand that was cold trying to warm them

He removes his jacket wrapping it around her body tightly making her wear it properly and the way she didn't object told him that she wasn't in a good place and his fear are increasing every ticking second. Just as the owner informed him he knows she won't be able to walk again so he picked her in bridal style and she hides her face from the light in his chest. Her tiny fist-clenching his shirt in it as he walks to his car placing her inside making her wear the belt. His breathing hitched when he had turned his face and they were so close. He could feel her breathing and her face looks at the same from here.

She looks beautiful.

He shakes his head quickly walking to the other side giving the owner a generous tip driving the car away from this place. He cannot believe that the same place he had caused her pain had managed to cause her pain again even when he didn't intend it to be.

He wanted to set things straight and to have her accept him. Maybe the whole world is against this arrangement. Because no matter how hard he tries there is no progress because something had to go wrong.

He looks at her from time to time hoping they are far enough for him to stop the car to speak to her before he loses his mind to all his worries. After he saw a river he knows he can stop here so he stops the car at one of the parking spot walking outside standing at the bridge that shows the wide river with very few people around. He knows if he forces her to come with him there is no way she will come and she needs to do it on her own as much as he wishes to help her. It kills him inside not being able to reach her or help her in any way possible.

She sighs.

She knows that he had stopped for her and sea view being her favourite thing in the world. The wave the soft breeze always calms her down in her worse fear and the wind always comfort her in some odd ways.

After about 15 minutes she managed to gather herself enough to walk where he stood waiting for her. Once she used to be doing all the waiting and wished that he does too but he never did any. He was always busy in some ways to ignore her to his best. She wishes she had it in her to do the same and to get her revenge on him.

Was she capable of it?.

"Why didn't you have your guards?". She asked standing beside him

"I didn't bring them".

Her eyes widen, "You mean they don't know where you are?. Are you crazy?. Do you know how many enemies want you dead?".

"I don't care. I know you hate them and didn't like them because they ruin our space so I ran away".

"Why do you care about what I like when you never even cared before?". She screamed hitting him hard on his chest, "You always did what you wanted". Hit, "You never cared about my feelings". Hit, "Why are you doing this now?".

He holds her hand pulling her closer placing a strand of her hair away cupping her face as his eyes shines in pain,"Because I want you back. I want you back with me. I didn't realise until you were gone how much you meant to me".

She laughs bitterly, "Means to you?". She raised her eyebrows, "All I ever was to you is your mean of getting your revenge, Usman. Did you forget everything you have done?. Did you suffer from memory loss?. Everything you did for me was a facade to keep me with you until you have what you wanted and everything you didn't do for me was to let me know that I never meant anything to you. Who are you lying to?. Don't you have what you wanted already?. Then why are you here?. Why are you after me or do you want what I have now too?".

Then her eyes widen in realisation as she took a step away from him, "You are here for what is left with me, aren't you?". Then she takes another step back when he takes one forward shaking his head, "You can't have it. I won't give you anything anymore that easy. I will kill myself than to hand over anything to you. Do you hear me?".

"Please Anabia, I don't want anything from you. I promise why can't you believe me once?".

"Believe you?. You make it seems like I have done you wrong. You did everything, Usman. You ruined everything. You ruined me and I hate you more than my life".

With that, she turns around heading back to his car leaving his agony for him to deal with. His eyes filled with tears watching her slipping from his hands. He had hurt her enough and now each day and each minute he just comes to know how deep he had hurt her heart.

She was a beautiful woman with nothing but love and he had ripped it through her hand.

He had ruined her.

He wipes his tears away heading towards the car to continue their drive. None of them speaks lost in their own thoughts. After a while, he felt the darkness clouding his eyes as he blinks to bring back to his senses but that's when the car took a wrong turn and almost hit another car but he pressed on the break hard hearing a scream of horror from her.

He blinks rapidly turning to her as his heart filled with worry about hurting her or her being in pain. She looks at him narrowing her eyes at him.

"Are you stupid?. What is wrong with you?". She screamed looking at him frowning because his eyes look dull, his face was pale and he looks ready to pass out any given moment, "Dammit".

She opens the door walking towards his side opening the door, "Get out".

"No".

"Get out or I will make you".

"No, I won't".

"Usman".

"Fine".

He steps down only to stumble on her as she wraps her hands around him to steady him. He inhales her scent wrapping his arms tightly around her loving the feeling on her against him. It's been so long since he had been craving for one of her hugs. She always used to hug him at any given moment. At first, he was always awkward until he started responding to her and somehow it became their routine.

"I missed you".

She chooses to ignore him for now holding him and dragging him back to the other side helping him to sit down. She looks at the GPS that shows they still have a long way and she didn't think he will be able to hold on for that long. She changes the address to a hospital because he was never this way before and the worry consumes her to make her thing from her mind.

As she stops in front of the hospital he was passed out and she panicked. She immediately calls for help and they took him in handing her the papers to fill out. She looks down at the paper looking at the place where she had to speak about her relationship with him.

After being done she paces the length outside of the room where he was under observation with doctors. Obviously, the doctor knows who he was and had to bring in their VIP's doctor. She rolled her eyes in annoyance when they all looked at her because she looks more of his secretary than anything more. Since he had never told anyone about their relationship, secretary it is, she could care less at the moment especially when he was inside the room for some reason unknown to her.

She couldn't help her heart to feel his pain inside of it no matter how much she tried. She wanted to hate him and she tries to do so then why is that her heart doesn't rest for a minute around him?.

Why is that she can't ignore him?.

"Doctor, how is he?". She asked concerned as the doctor exits the room

"Please follow me".

She nodded walking inside his room with his doctor and the nurse following them. She found him asleep with a wire hooked to his hand making her wince but looking at how the muscle of his hand was popping out she was sure it wouldn't have hurt that much.

"Are you really his wife?". The doctor asked hitting her right on her heart

"Yes! Do I have to bring my marriage certificate along with me now?". She snapped angrily

"Sorry Mrs Zaheer, we weren't informed".

Ouch! Another attack.

"I don't think that is important now is it?. Is my husband ok?".

"We asked for his previous visits to any hospital and he had been to one just over a week due to his health". The doctor started and her anxiety increased hearing his words, "We were informed about how the doctor has strongly advised him to take care of his food, exercise, stress and medication because if not he can end with something worse. He had passed out because he was low on sugar and he hadn't eaten in a long time. His meals are irregular to none at some points and his medication are ignored because we didn't found any in his blood. He needs to take complete rest for at least a week before any more excessive activity and he needs his diet to be regular".

"He could travel for a few more hours?. We were supposed to stay in a place and I am not sure if he will appreciate a hotel".

"He can't travel not in this state. He can stay in this hospital if you both will like that will allow us to make sure his health is back on track".

"How worse can it get?".

"Very. He would have an accident because of it. He can lose sight and much more".

She took a sharp breath, "He will stay in hospital and I would like to know about his diet and medication. It will be best if you can email me the plan so I can have it with me whenever I want".

"Yes. We will do that in a few minutes. If there's anything you would like to know do let us know".

With that, the doctor leaves the room leaving them behind. She doesn't know if she has the right to be angry with him but she was red in anger if it wasn't that he was sick she would strangle him until there is no life left in him.

She had known him as someone who treasures his health. He was obsessed with a strict healthy diet and nothing else to the point that she had to do it too. She hates diet but then she felt good so she went with it besides having cheat day every other day. But he never once had a cheat day he was always on his health.

Then why?.

There were many why in her head as she looks at him. He looks at peace and she was glad at least she didn't continue the journey or he would have ended worse. Her heart clenched knowing his health was this much effected that he needs medication to handle it.

How much changed in these years?.

She doesn't know and she doesn't even know at this point if she wants to know.

What has he done to himself?.

What has he become?.

"Please come back. Please don't leave me. Please". He cried

Her eyes widen as she watches him struggling against the wire on his hand. She removes his hand placing her hand over his hand to cover it before he rips it off himself.

Who was he pleading to like that?.

She had never seen him pleading and it always surprises her. He was a man with a cold heart and a few words. Now he has plenty of words but no one to listen to.

"Please, Mom. Ask her to come back. Don't take her away from me. Please".

She wipes his tears away feeling her own tears brimming in her eyes. He wasn't even this weak when she was with him then why is he now?. Why is he hurting so bad and because of who?.

"Please don't leave me".

She hugs him tightly as he starts to cry harder.

"Anabia, please stay with me".

It was her after all.

Her heart broke.