Khushi shrill and panic filled voice evoked fear in Arnav's heart as he turned around to see Khushi drenched in her own blood, due to a bullet that hit her on the chest. Involuntarily his eyes traveled in all the directions to see who the culprit was as he patted her cheeks continuously to make her get up.
" Khushi, get up, dammit! This is not at all funny! You better wake up now or I will never talk to you." said Arnav as he patted her cheeks without stopping as his brain stopped functioning.
Doctor, he needs to call a doctor, decided Arnav as he dug out his phone to call for an ambulance.
Though it was Khushi who was hurt, it was his life which he felt was going to leave the body.
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