At night, Celeste was already up due to restlessness and remained uncomfortable for the whole night. She was biting her nails and the stress now was getting too much to handle.

'If he will not call me till morning, I will call uncle and ask his whereabouts'. She was trying to make things work out.


For the 1000th time in one night she unlocked the phone and once again like before saw no message or call from him. The phone screen was all clear.

Her anxiety will double up after checking the phone. Because this has never happened before. If he goes out of the country he tells her in advance and calls her on his own. He never forgets to tell her about his trips. Even once they had a fight too. That day, Celeste was not feeling well and was going to America for the flight. Edwin called her in the middle of night and she shouted at him for telling her every single detail.

But things were different in the past. Now, he is going to be a father of a kid who is growing inside her stomach.


Secondly in the other scenario, when Edwin is in the country, if she ever calls him, he always replies to her. Even within seconds. Like waiting for her all the time.

Now, when she has informed him that there is something urgent.... still there is no response.


Her sixth sense was already alerting her continually. Celeste even felt her palms sweating.

She spent the whole night, sitting and laying, in anxiety. When the darkness started to dissipate... it calmed down her a little. At least the light is not as scary as the darkness.

She threw her head back on the sofa's head and prayed for everything to go well. If Edwin will not accept her it does not matter. She is not concerned about the situation. Now, she wants his well being.

Maybe she is ready to sacrifice herself but not him.

With each second, a new thought would be brought to life in her head. She has never been an over-thinker but why now??

Early in the morning, the chain of her iver thinking was broken when the doorbell rang. Her heart beated hard against the ribcage. 'Is it Edwin?' A new anticipation grew inside her.

Without wasting any other second, Celeste rushed to open the door, thinking it could be Edwin she got excited and was about to hug but when her eyes recognized the person on the door, the smile of her beautiful face faded in the thin air.

She was disappointed to see Carissa on the door. It is hard... hard to wait for someone and what is tougher than waiting?? When you see your anticipations, hopes, expectations crumbling down in the millions of small pieces. That is impossible to put together.

It wasn't like she does not like Carissa. It's just that her heart will calm down after seeing only one person. The heart wants him.

Now,

Here,

Right this instant!!!

Celeste buried the disappointment deep down somewhere unknown in the heart as her lips curled upward in a thin line. "Hi Carissa, what's up? You are here early in the morning. Is everything alright? Or did you have a love quarrel?" She teased a newly wedded wife a little. But that was not enough to lift up the mood of both girls.

Even there is nothing that can do...

Carissa ignored everything and simply took a hold of her thin wrist. It was so fragile for a girl too.

How would Edwin feel while touching it?

Of course he would love it!!!

Carissa was uncomfortable. How are they going to tell her the truth??? "Come with me. We have to go somewhere with me". She said seriously, and did not tell her details.

But Celeste does not want to go anywhere. She is waiting for Edwin. What if he will come to see her and she is not here?

Celeste did not move from her place, "Why...." Carissa did not let her finish, she just grabbed her hand again and took her with herself. "Carissa can you tell me....." She did not take her mobile phone or lock the door.

"You will get to know soon". Carissa made her stop talking. She literally sealed her mouth and opened the back door of the car for her to sit.

Celeste gave her a last glance and settled on it.

The rest of the drive was covered in utter silence with a lot of nervousness. Carissa did not have a heart to tell her first and Celeste was getting irritated and angry.

Meanwhile, in the hospital after waiting for hours that passed like eternity, Edwin finally opened his eyes. His father, Noah and Zain let out a sigh of massive relief.

They all cared about his life. Whatever the consequences will be... they will make a solution out of it after his recovery.

Edwin's Father was so happy to see him alive. He cannot ask for anything more. The old, tired and wrinkled eyes suddenly shone brightly and they were filled with glimmer. "How are you feeling?" He asked, holding his hand and his grip tightened carefully around the bandaged hand that was pierced with a needle.

Edwin really does not know. What happened to him and how he got here. "Yo-you can... be hon-honest with m-me..." he said with a heavy breath and difficulty while stuttering in between, "what-what happ...happened to--me?"

His father glanced at Noah and Zain, he could not tell his son with his own mouth about such heart-breaking news. His reaction will surely be unimaginable.

"You are fine." Zain said, making sure not to aggravate him.

You are fine? That one sentence was not enough to calm him down or to quench the curiosity.

"I SAID BE HONEST WITH ME!!!" He shouted without caring about the condition he is in. Due to the force he used pain rushed from all over his body making him cough violently.

Edwin's father immediately held him for support. Because of the pain his eyes turned red but that was not enough to stop him. He looked at every single person in the room with those demonic eyes.

Noah helplessly looked at Zain. He knew Edwin would not listen to anyone expect him.

"Edwin, there is no need to panic. You only need physiotherapy for sometime." He paused and their eyes met it was quite a sight. Even the mighty doctor Zain went speechless. Edwin wanted to hear the rest of the sentence too. "And why do I need psychotherapy?" Edwin immediately asked

Zain continued "Due to the fractures in your leg". Zain tried to make his words as simple as possible. Edwin could guess from their facial expressions that something is wrong....very wrong. He tried to move his leg, but could not feel anything.

"I-I am han-handi-cap?" he asked with tears falling from the corner of his eyes.

"No.. no. You just need to work hard on physiotherapy and everything will be back to normal". Zain once again tried to show him a hope.

"Am I... a kid?" He shouted but his throat was hoarse and his voice was heard like a whisper. "I want to....be-alone". He turned away his face from everyone.

Noah received a message from Carissa, "We are here".

He looked at his friend, "Edwin Celeste is here. She wants to meet you."

"I said... I wan-want to be alo-ne" he shouted once again.

"Edwin.... Celeste...." Noah tried to talk to him.

"I o..only pe-rson I don't wa-nt to se-see is her ''. He cannot let her see this vulnerable self of his. No this was never going to happen, not until the day he is going to be fine.

"Uncle, Noah please come outside. Let him rest for a while". Zain said and they followed him outside the room.

Noah saw the girls coming, Carissa told her about his condition, because Celeste insisted, upon seeing the hospital. Her hands were tied and the only way out was to tell her.

Celeste saw their faces, her black eyes turned red, she ran towards the door of the room, but his father stopped her from going inside, "He does not want to see you".

"Not see.... No, I am going to meet him". Tears were falling uncontrollably from her eyes. She could not believe anything until she saw him with her own eyes, "Please let me go".

Edwin was hearing the conversation from outside. He can imagine her right now. In the end, he increased her misery. He was regretting his decision to be together with her. If he should not have forced her, things would not have gotten to this point. Happiness was really not for him. He hated himself at the moment. Living such a miserable life..... it was better to be dead. He can hear her crying and screaming, stabbing his heart.

"EDWIN... JUST ONCE. LET ME SEE YOU JUST ONCE". She was shouting at the top of her lungs. Celeste plopped to the cold marble floor, Carissa held her body to support her. "PLEASE. I PROMISE I WILL NOT BOTHER YOU AGAIN". She begged once again.