She looks down at herself after changing into a comfortable pair of clothes in the room her secretary booked for her. She was ready to head back to the hospital as she had not spoken to him after he had his breakfast. Instead, his question and words lingered in her mind.

It was true.

There was no denial but she was hiding bigger things from him. She doesn't want to show him or have him see what she was hiding away. She would rather push him away than to have him known the secrets she hides inside of her.

She knows he holds the power of finding anything if he wished to and since Akbar would not be able to hold him back this time around. Since her location and occupation are known it was just about time the other things come crashing down as well.

She heard her phone ringing to find it from her stepmother. She sighs answering it and immediately her stepmother loud voice greeted her, "You have until next week to send in the check or you know what will happen. Don't even for a second think we will have any mercy. We will do it if you don't pay on time".

With that, the phone call ended leaving her shattering mess behind. She had known his stepmother to be cruel but she never thought she could turn this way. She cannot blame that woman thought she had lost herself in a fake love that she sacrificed everything that comes along. She had given them the chance they wanted to rip her off.

She heard her phone ringing again but this time she didn't look at it as she stayed on the floor trying to gather her broken pieces again. She stayed in agony with the loud ringing of her phone continued to fill the silence of the room.

She parked his car in front of the hospital taking a deep breath looking at herself in the mirror for the last time to check if she looks good before she marches right inside the hospital where the scent of chemicals greeted her.

As she near his room her heart starts to act weird as the anticipation in her heart made her angry. But, when she heard the loud noises of someone fighting and the number of people around looking at someone she frowns more.

That was until she heard his voice in those loud noises. She pushed through the people in her way as she stands in the front with his back towards her.

"I need to go find her she maybe hurt for all you know. I can't stay here anymore". His voice was filled with agonizing pain that made her heartache

"Sir, I am sure she will be here shortly. You need rest--". The doctor started

"What I need is her and if you don't let me leave now I will make sure each one of you pays for it". He said raged and she could feel the anger emitting from him that made her shiver

She had seen his anger and it was the worse thing ever. His eyes always burn in pure fury and anyone standing in front of him will be destroyed in seconds.

"Usman". She whispers softly watching as he turns around immediately

His eyes fall onto her and she finds the relief in them. He runs towards her pulling her body towards him into a tight hug. He inhales her scent trying to calm down his anger and worry he had been in for hours.

"Where have you been?. Are you hurt?. Why didn't you answer my calls?. Did something happened?. Was it the reporters again?. What--". He started as he looks over every part of her body trying to see if there was any sign of harm so he could kill the person involved in it

She didn't speak instead she holds his hand cutting his sentence off dragging him back to his room. He pushed him on the bed placing her hand on her hips glaring at him.

"What did I do?". He asked confused and scared at the same time

She raised her eyebrows, "Why were you acting like a madman?".

"You went missing". He accused like a child

"You were the one who told me that resting in the room is better than here". She replied irritated

"Yeah, but you told me that you can rest here better". He said frowning

"I was just resting, Usman and I am an adult I can take care of myself you don't have to go warning and hurting people just because you didn't find me". She said frustrated as she pushed her bangs away from her face, "Have you done that before?".

"Hurting people because I can't find you?". He asked uneasily and she nodded, "No, of course not. I don't go around hitting people. What are you talking about?".

"Don't lie---". She started when the doctor came in to attach the wire back to his hand which he had ripped off

She looks at the red mark and the few droplets of blood oozing from the skin he had ripped the needle off from. She winces when the doctor cleaned the blood away and insert another needle inside of him. It was always painful watching the slow-motion of needles entering anyone body for her fragile heart.

"Jaan, look at me". He ordered making her eyes instantly turning to him and he saw the clear worry in them which made him smile inwardly, "Do you know what I like about you the most?".

She shakes her head as her eyes start to go back to his hand but his eyes held her in her place, "Your eyes- they are the most beautiful thing in this world for me".

"I thought you will say my beauty and I am not sure if I should be happy or not". She said flipping her hair away dramatically

He chuckles as the doctor was done and his heart flutters realising that what she had done and said just how is the hint of how she used to be in their past.

Joyful.

She was a jolly person always joking and making people laugh even though she was socially awkward she still did a good job making people comfortable.

He didn't want to point it to her in fears of her shutting herself down again. He wanted to enjoy these rare moments because now he knows the value of them.

"Come here". He said gesturing her to come near him and she raised her eyebrows at his demanding words, "Please, Anabia. I nearly lost my mind thinking someone hurt you I need to know you are here and ok".

"You are overreacting". She stated but did what he asked

She moves to sit on the chair beside him when he holds her hand pulling her over him making her eyes widen as she laid on top of him. Before she could fight him off she did the mistake of looking into his hypnotising eyes making her forget everything.

His eyes were always his best features to her because even when his words used to be limited to her she would always find his eyes talking in volumes. He used to have so much in his eyes or maybe she thought that she understand him by his eyes because she was clearly wrong about whatever she saw.

How did she not see his hatred towards her?.

As his eyes gazed into her eyes the memories of the time he would simply spend hours looking in her eyes which had the warmth of the world always saving him from the harsh cold of the world.

Why had he turned his heart so cold back then?.

He saw her eyes looking just for a minute in the way she used to then he saw the wheel in her head taking her back to the agony he had caused her because in instant they turned to unbearable pain to nothing at all.

Just how his eyes turned to look before.

He tucks a strand of her hair away kissing her forehead as tears brimmed his eyes wanting to vanish everything he had done and the pain he had caused but was he even on the right track?.

He had never had something precious in his life that he had the need to protect and most importantly love.

Now, that he had this one person he could end his own life for he has no idea what to do next.

In these past years, he had often created scenarios and dialogue even long speeches- which he never does at all, that he wanted to say to her. The different ways of apologising to her and whatnot. But, now, he was just plain and blank trying to win her over with himself.

"Stay with me, please". He pleaded looking in her eyes once he was sure he had no tears in his eyes

"I don't care enough, Usman. I am here because I don't want you dead on my account". She said placing her hand on his chest and her chin on it trying to take in his familiar scent and warmth she had craved for years

"What happened in the hotel?". He asked caressing her cheeks feeling the softness on his hard skin

"Nothing". She replied blankly

"Then why were you crying?". He asked moving his finger under her eyes wishing he was there to wipe her tears away and comfort her in any way possible

He had lost that chance too.

"I wasn't". She declined hastily

"Yes, you were. Your eyes turn red whenever you cry". He said sadly looking at her eyes feeling the sadness in his heart, "And you eyes are red".

"Did you eat lunch?". She asked as she had skipped the whole time because of her session of crying and placing herself back together

He didn't speak.

She pushed hard on his chest as anger built inside of her.

"Are you kidding me?". She asked angrily stopping herself from slapping him hard, "You didn't eat anything for lunch?. At all?".

"You weren't here". He answered

"So what?. I haven't been here for seven years, Usman. Did you not eat for seven years?. You did eat. What changed now?". She asked raged as she pulls on her hair because he was driving her crazy

"I ate because I was hoping to find you someday. I wanted to stay alive until then. I ate only as much as I needed to stay alive to see you once". His voice broke, "When you leave for the hotel I thought you will be back before lunch since you went right after breakfast but when you didn't show I asked them to bring the food but then you still didn't show up so I started to get worried and I couldn't eat anything. I started calling you, texting you and doing everything to know where you were since it's your secretary who booked it I had no idea what hotel you were in and when you were faced by those reporters you were so scared and I was scared that they came at you again. I just couldn't eat. I tried but I couldn't. I wanted you safe. I wanted to know you were safe, Anabia. I can't live knowing something happened to you. I need to know you were ok".

Her heartbreaks.

She watches as his eyes filled with regret and sorrow. His eyes never once had them before and he seems to be showing all of his emotions to her. The way his eyes held that pleads of his guilt asking and begging to her for mercy.

She took a deep breath trying to calm herself down before she breaks down again and she doesn't want that to happen in front of him. She went outside standing against the wall trying to calm her heart down when she heard his cries. She knows he was suppressing his cries because the sound was muffled but it was enough to break her down completely as she slid to the ground crying.

The wall separates them while they both cry in their own miseries.

She ordered his food after she was done crying deciding to head back in. She enters inside to find him looking at the wall blankly and she didn't say anything walking to the couch. His food came in and he started to eat his food silently. She could still see him breaking down but he was holding himself together probably because he doesn't want anyone to see him crying.

"Did you eat?". He asked after a while and his voice hoarse

"Yes". She replied watching him nodding before he falls back to sleep

For hours, she looks at his face trying to memorize his features and compare them to how they used to be. Her heart leaps towards him while she tries to hold it all together.

She wished for him but she couldn't.

And she went to sleep.

He feels someone entering inside the ward and he opens his heavy eyes looking at the one person he never thought he would and he knows that exact moment he was dead meat.

"Akbar".