~~~Annie's POV~~~

I looked at Shivaay as he sat on the stool beside me with his mouth closing and opening. It's been 2 hours since they all walked out of the ward and left. 2 hours since I'm seeing Shivaay, as he is trying to speak and failing.

It was an emotional moment a few hours back and overwhelming too. I wasn't ready to let them go but it was Rudra who asked me to not try stopping them as the matter is critical. I couldn't argue back as he looked dead serious. I wish I could go with them but I wasn't going to risk my babies for something which I want.

"A..." Finally, some... No, not some but one alphabet escaped from his mouth.

I looked at him attentively, expecting him to finally speak but he didn't, he didn't utter any other word and went quiet.

Having enough of silence which was eating me, I looked at him with concern and cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Uhh..." I coughed, fake. He looked at me and I smiled.

"Shivaay... Will you say something or just sit there like a statue?" I asked and he sighed out loud.

"I am trying." Finally, I heard his voice.

"I want to say... I'm sorry. It's not difficult to say or is it?" I spoke and he smiled.

"I don't think it's same for everyone. Everyone holds different things... you get me?" He spoke, eyeing the IV.

"I get you. But do you? I said I'm sorry. Did you hear it or you didn't?" I asked and he nodded.

"I did. You're making it awkward. You know me, It's hard for me to thank or apologize." He tilted his neck.

Woah? I know him and he is lying here.

"Yup, I do know you Shivaay. And, trust me, I know you can apologize when you love me. Because, when you hated me even then you were apologizing instantly. So, you get me?" I asked, biting my lips.

"You got me there. Okay, I think it's not that hard. I'm sorry my love." He told me with a cheeky smile.

"You were acting? Right?" I asked furrowing my brows.

"You can assume it to be acting. I was trying to know, if you know, I love you, or not." He raised his shoulders while telling me.

"Umm... I think. I don't get what you're telling me." I scratched my neck and he stood up.

"You're cute. I'm sorry Annie. I shouldn't have behaved that way with you. I think I was mad to behave like an Animal with you." He caressed my face, with tears brimming.

"Shut up. Don't even dare to call yourself an Animal. You just behaved like Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I am not mad at you. Even, I wasn't in my senses and behaved like that and we almost broke up." I told him holding his hand.

"We are married. We can't break up." He told me while sitting to kiss my cheek.

"We... You said we aren't." I took back my hand and he shut his eyes tightly.

"I lied. We are married and that was before. I mean... I didn't register it at first but later I did." He explained to me and I looked at him suspiciously.

"I trust you." I smiled and he smiled back.

"Everything is sorted?" I asked and he nodded.

"It is, but not everything. I still want to have a talk about the things we did but, like normally. Promising that we won't heat things up and walk away." He spoke, fiddling my hair.

"I know, Even I wanted to have a talk about it and I did but things went south and you walked away telling me that you're done with me. I don't want it to happen again, you telling me you're done with me. So... Promise me you will control your temper and I promise, I will do mine, I mean control mine." I held his hand and he nodded.

"I too promise; I will control my temper." He locked his hand with mine and kissed me on the cheek. I kiss him back.

"I will go and come." He walked out and I smiled looking at the ceiling.

The ceiling looked so beautiful. It wasn't, before. But, now it's beautiful. This is really surprising that how things start to look beautiful and interesting when you feel happy.

I wouldn't have believed such stuff where people told that the thing they hated once, started to seem interesting to them just because... Their love made them feel special. Like, they got so happy. But now, I believe, Pure happiness makes you so happy that you might even start loving your enemy.

Well, I am never going to love my enemy ever.

Oh, from the enemy I remember about Fake Anika who is I think Amy. She died and I really want to know how did she even die? I really doubt that Shivaay killed her. But, I won't be asking it like that.

I looked at the door as the nurse and Shivaay entered through it with food and medicines.

"I'm not hungry," I told him sitting.

"I don't want to hear it." He told me straightly.

He will never let me stay hungry for even some time. I hate him for that.

"Shivaay, I want to ask you something," I asked him as soon as the nurse left.

"You can ask me whatever you want to... Don't hesitate." He replied after scanning me.

"Umm... I want—I want to know how Amy died?" I asked, fidgeting the spoon I got hold of.

"She was shot. Okay? Now, let's have food." He forwarded the food filled spoon.

"Who shot her?" I spoke munching the food.

"You shouldn't speak while eating." He looked at me. "I'm not ordering you, if you speak, you might choke on your food and cough. Coughing badly might cause complications during the last stage." He explained, later.

"I won't speak," I told him with a smile, after finishing my morsel.

"Good. First, you finish your food then I'll have mine." He smiled telling as I forwarded a spoon to him.

I nodded and looked at him as he fed me again.

"Annie... You know, I feel so mad at myself for going against everyone and behaving like a jerk. I wasn't supposed to behave such but I was so confused and scared. I didn't want them to be in that danger alone, and even you. I mean you were there alone and if they would have gotten there alone, without me, then you all would've been in danger because of me and that too without me. Everything happened because of me and yet I wasn't in danger. I felt so guilty of everything. Because of me, everyone was suffering and this... this helping thing would've killed me if anything would've happened to them when they were there. I came behind them to be in this all and I wished, I wished to die there by some bullet. I wanted to be gone. I was so stupid to think that right?" He looked at me with tears in his eyes but I wasn't supposed to speak anything and he looked down with a smile.

"I was wrong there too. They never wanted to really kill me, they wanted me to be alone. They wanted me to suffer and give my everything to them. They wanted to kill everyone who was close to me. I have never been so embarrassed in my whole life, I risked everyone even though my intention was something else. I didn't tell anyone about this. I feel low, I feel stupid to think like that. You said right, I was not in my senses and my mind was fucked up. They all told me, that they were called here so nothing goes wrong and I should stay away from that all stuff but I... I, even after understanding everything, I did what I was told not to do. I messed up the stuff. I apologized to everyone. I should feel good now at least, Raj apologized and asked me not to feel low or anything which I am feeling but I am not able to do that. I am not able to control what my mind is telling me. M-My..." He choked as the tears breakthrough like a dam and it got difficult for him to speak.

I looked at him as he cried bitterly with my eyes shedding tears just like his. My heart ached to see him so miserable and helpless. There was something else, the thing he was telling me wasn't the reason he was crying. He was in some other pain. Something else...

"Shivaay... Stop crying please." I cried and he nodded in NO.

"Please... Le- Let me speak." He hitched for the breath. "I thought... I thought everyone loves me in Dubai. I didn't know." He stopped, dropping the spoon on the floor.

"It's paining me to see you like this... Please... Stop!" I tried to hold his hand but he moved back.

"I want you to know... I WANT YOU TO LISTEN TO ME." He looked at me with his red eyes which told completely another story, he needs me, he wants me to hold him.

Taking a deep breath, I placed my foot on the floor as he looked away, crying.

My leg pained as I put pressure on it but, nothing pains more than seeing him crying. Ignoring the Pain, I stood up and thankfully I was able to stand.

"I want you to know that nobody is real, in this world. They left, they think I am a fool to believe whatever they told me. I won't ever be able to face them after whatever happened out there. After... it cost them so much to be with me. I won't ever forgive myself. They all pretended. I pretend &  you pretend, they, everyone pretends. Nothing is real. I am so..." He cried more as he talked his heart out and I was so right, He was talking about something which I didn't know... Which I should know.

"Everyone cared about me... That cost them so much. You... You've been living in hell because of me. You have always suffered. You always did suffer the molestation because of me. It's all me." He turned to me and stopped seeing me right beside him.

He stared me blankly and sniffled as if he is fine now.

"Shivaay... Tell me what the matter is. I know, there's something else you are talking about. Please..." I held his face between my palms and he slowly closed his eyes feeling my touch. His hand slowly moved to my hand and it stayed there as he tilted his neck little resting his face on my hand. I looked at him as he slowly started to cry, again.

"You always find it out." He cried. "Annie..."

To Be Continued...

Precap: Reasons...

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