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"Tumhe pata tha ke woh drugs hai, cheeni nahin! Toh aisa karni ki kya zaroorat thi Sidhanth?!"
Sidhanth can't tell if it's the lasting effects of the overdose or if it's the twisted peak of the sunny morning. There is something wild in the way Anushka seems to look at him, as if she could kill him. There is a feralness to her, an almost undoing. The wind seems to have caught her hair, and it teases her locks behind the slight frame of her shoulder.
"Itni bhi fikr karni ki bhi zaroorat nahin hai. Hum zinda hain, saas bhi leh rahe hai -"
"Sidhanth."
She interrupts him with just the utterance of his name but it stops him cold. Anushka is capable of doing this to him. Run his blood cold, stop him in his tracks, freeze time in the moment between them. He chokes on the small gasp of air he seems to have taken in, unaware.
"Itne bhi ambitious hona acchi baat nahin hai, tumhari jaan jaa sakti thi," Anushka continues.
She is trying, to reel her mind and heart in, to not come off as crazy as she feels. There is a nervousness edging from her and Sidhanth can feel it in waves. It is here where Sidhanth's hears what she cannot say. You could have died, but I could have lost you. He feels her fear and it sits inside his stomach like lead.
"Aur kiska haq hai humari jaan pe?" Sidhanth says with shaking finality.
It is begging without the crawling on his knees, it is beseeching without holding his own hands out to do so. Sidhanth knows this is the closest he can come in allowing her to see this part of him, the part that is pleading for her to see him truly see him.
Anushka feels as though she's walked into an onslaught, of his emotions and her own. She seems to be drowning as his words crash down on her. Haq hai! She wants to scream, she wants to claim, she wants him to know. But it is lost in the thousands of memories that come back to haunt her. She is not the Anushka he once knew, and she's resolved to never be.
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