The doctor showed him her report and circled an area of her brain.
" this part of her brain has been severely affected by the accident. If we pressurize her, strain her brain then the nerves around here might rupture and she might suffer brain hemorrhage." A sudden chill of fear ran down Arnav's spine. This was dangerous, they could lose Khushi forever.
Arnav gulped the knot of tension formed inside his throat.
" so what do you suggest?"
" any kind of mental stress can be extremely fatal for Khushi...in fact I would say even her husband's demise should not be told to her."
" but doctor how can I hide such a big thing from her? She's his wife, has a child from him, she has every right to know that he's dead!" Arnav argued.
" try and understand Mr. Raizada, she's lost her memory..this in itself is a big blow for her and on top of that if we tell her that in the same accident she lost her husband as well, with no family member coming forward to support her and she has a little girl to fend herself .. do you think she'll be able to handle ? "
Arnav rubbed his forehead, he had no idea how to go about from here.
Khushi stared blankly at the white hospital wall in front of her as tears pricked the corners of her eyes. The doctor told her that she met with an accident and lost her memory. With time she would slowly remember everything...there was nothing to worry about.
Really, was there nothing to worry? Could she really afford to relax? Several unanswered questions were creating a storm inside her mind. She needed answers and she needed them desperately but who would give her?
Just then the door knocked and Arnav slowly came inside. He lifted his lashes to glance at Khushi who was looking at him with hope, expectations and lots of confusion in her eyes.
" I'm sorry, I don't seem to recognize you." Her voice shook as she said those words.
Arnav swallowed hard, he didn't know whether what he was going to do was right or wrong but at the moment it felt right. Even if it was a mistake, he would go ahead and make it, after all it wasn't the first mistake of his life.
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