Shaira's POV

"Hey, how are you?" Olivia's loud voice filled with zen made me look up from the book I was reading. 

"I bought you flowers."She chirped. Her whole face was glowing and I  could't help but notice the spark in her eyelids and the blush in her cheeks.

"Aww, somebody is in a good mood today."I teased her and for a moment I forgot where I was and why we were here. Everything seemed normal in that moment.

"I am always in a good mood." She said making a face at me.

"I went to church and prayed for your well being and trust me nothing will happen to you, this is my believe. He always listen to good hearted people. He will not take you away from me.  And the best part is on the way here, I got you this." She said with her eyes gleaming like a diamond.

When I noticed what she got for me, I was bewildered by the irony of my situation. It was one of my favorite book, Love Letters of great men by Ludwig Van Beethoven. As i took hold of that book, HIS previous letter flashed before my eyes and wounded my still healing heart with the zillion more arrows. May be it wasn't intentional from her side but this book did brought back a particular memory which if given a chance I will forever lock it up in my heart and bury it so deep that no one will be able to unlock its strings. But unfortunately this can't happen no matter how hard I try, or maybe I am just not trying hard enough.

"Thanks." I muttered swallowing the lump in my throat and tried to act as normal as I could. I was myself tired of all the crying and I didn't have it in me to cry again when I knew my tears will not make any difference.

"Now I am going to get me some coffee and On my way back I will check on mother too." She said grinning from ear to ear and left. I couldn't help but notice her mischievous tone. She can't play with my emotions can she?

I took a deep breath to relax myself, "It's okay, it is just a book, nothing more. You are strong enough to get past this." I said to myself but sadly nothing soothed me in that moment.

I opened the book and  let myself drown in the beauty of words which were capable of entangling every nerve of mine. I was so engrossed that I wasn't aware of my surroundings and for a moment I forgot that I was in a hospital and not in my own room! This is the thing with books, when you let words overpower you, you just let yourself flow in the world which didn't even exist. Their sorrow become your sorrow, their agony makes you weep and their happy ending makes you go aww. That is the best thing about novels. It lets you let go of your real situation for a little time. As for me it was the balm and slowly I was being resuscitated by its elixir. It was funny to feel everything was normal again.

"Shaira..." I heard someone's voice, that voice which has haunted me for so long! It was Ayaan's... I ignored his imploring voice and drowned myself in the world of words which brings out different sides of love, betrayal, and emotions.

I felt his hands caressing the strand of hair which fell out of nowhere and with a jerk I looked up. There he was standing in his own glory with his green liquid eyes gleamed with newly found emotions like never before.

Was I hallucinating again? I blinked several times just to be sure, waited to come back from my fairy land but he didn't leave, he was there. As a lone tear fell from his eyes and landed on my bare hand, I realized he was here in real.

This thought left butterflies in my stomach,  it churned,  did flips uncountable times. As my stomach did its own assault, my mind was wondering in its own palace.

This can't be real, he cannot be here, my mind relaxed when I inhaled his cologne. It's been so long after all. My heart started to beat normally when slowly he enveloped his arms around me, like nothing happened between us. It was normal, so fucking natural that before I knew it I was crying my eyes out on his shoulders.

"I am sorry" I said in between my hiccups.

Why only these three words came out of my mouth I had no idea, but deep down that was all I wanted to say, I wanted to apologise to him for everything. Was it pathetic of me that I melt in his arms, felt safe in his espouse? Was it really my fault?

"Shhhh, sshhh...." he whispered and then I knew he was crying too. I could feel him trembling in my arms. It all felt like we found our home again.

"How? Why didn't you...?" He was so choked up by the emotions that he was finding it hard to complete his sentence but I already knew what he was looking for.

Wiping my tears and his, I held his hands which were cold as ice but still I felt warmth hidden in them.

"I had infection from all the glasses that peered into my back and head. Due to my head hitting on the board, I had a clot in my head which lead to internal bleeding. Before I even got to know what is happening to me doctor told me, my chances of living are 15%. And if I get it immediately operated then I can be saved. In that moment you got your conscious back. I was too scared to loose you so..."

"So you decided to leave me." He completed the rest of the sentence which for me was like committing a sin.

As I repeated all this I felt how frivolous that was of me! Instead of thinking about being with him I choose to suffer and that to not alone, I made him suffer too! How could I do this? This ain't movie that in the end everyone will be okay. This is my real life and I need Ayaan to be around me to function.

"I am sorry." I repeated again, in hope of getting my apology accepted but he has plans of his own.

"Marry me" his words caught me off gaurd! Was he insane? Didn't he listen to what I said about my health!

"You heard it right. Marry me." His eyes confirmed he was dead serious. It scared me... a lot. How could he ask me to marry him when I am unsure whether I will even live in the next twenty four hours or not.

Sensing my thoughts he Continued, "Shaira, I don't want to loose you again just because you are afraid of what will happen in the future. I know I want to spend whatever life is left with you. I can spend every day with your memories but I want this to happen. I you to be my girl, I want this whole world to know you belong to me and I belong to you. I know nothing will happen to you, that's why I cannot wait anymore. Be my wife, let's end all this and start a new beginning together." His words carved my soul and mentally I prepared myself that if by chance today is my last living day then there will be no regrets, no sadness and no feeling of emptiness. Today in the last few minutes I got everything back. Again in a matter of seconds my life played its own game.

"Ayaan, I love you. But I cannot put you through this. Why can't you understand that more than anything else I want to spend my life with you and only you but our situation..."

"Fuck the situation! Let's for a few minutes act like crazy."

"Ayaan, are you even listening to yourself?"

"Yes, I am." Before he could say anything, Gwen interjected.

I thought since she is a practical woman she will talk sensible but when she opened her mouth, and said, " Say yes honey. Say yes!"

It all sounded crazy and ludicrous but then and there my sister, mother and nurses started shouting with only two words coming out of their mouths "Say, Yes."

In a flash of second,  Ayaan got on his one knee, I have imagined this day for God knows how many time's but things come to you when it is least expected. This is what happened with me.

I started at the beautiful square cut diamond beaming at me right back, beginning me to adorn it but I was stern enough to think straight and not let these emotions overpower me.

"I want to talk to Ayaan in private." I announced and everybody obliged leaving us alone, and closed our door. Ayaan was still on his knees which was tempting me to say yes to him.

"Get up." I said to him strongly.

He sat down beside me on the bed and looked at me with hope, FYI his eyes distract me a lot! I can actually spend my day and night stating at them without getting tired. This love thing is totally fucked up, It makes you do stupid things that you never imagined would do otherwise.

"Ayaan, you know I have a surgery in less than six hours and we are not even sure what will be the result. How on earth do you think proposing me is a pragmatic thing to do?" I asked him crossing my arms across my chest.

"I know nothing will happen to you." He said and came closer to me.

"Then if you are so sure, let's wait until we are done with the surgery. I promise if everything goes well then I will ask you for this gorgeous ring by myself. We are not five anymore Ayaan. We are adults and we need to handle things like adults." I said ruffling his silky smooth hair.

"I am afraid to loose you." He said and suddenly out of nowhere hugged me.

"Me too." I said clutching to his jacket tightly.

I remained in his arms until I lost track of time and in between we talked. There was a time when he proposed me Again and this time, I said yes, without thinking for a second and he slid the right in my ring finger. It fitted perfectly, like it was made to be adorned by me. It was perfect, we were perfect. But we both knew what awaits us, so I slid it off, kept the ring in his breast pocket to keep it safe plus this way it was close to his heart.

I rested my head on his shoulders and he rested his on top of my head. We both enjoyed warmth of each other for sometime. I found solace in his arms and for some reason I found myself already resting in peace...

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