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17- Is this the end????


A twist of fate comes here. After months of shutting himself in his room, he finally comes out. “Hey, Sri??? It’s been a while since I even met you. Sorry for making you feel ignored. I know that I’ve made you feel that way for the past few months. I’m really sorry about that. Let’s meet up shall we?” “What now you finally miss me???” “I’ve always missed you, my dear. I just couldn’t show it. You know how I work; One thing at a time. So for the past few months, it’s been all work for me. Listen, I’m really sorry about that. I really am. But can we please put that aside and meet up? I want to devote some time to you. And I promise that I’ll spend more time with you from now on.” “Promise?” “Pinky promise my dear. You know, in ancient Japan if you break a pinky promise you are supposed to cut off the pinky finger” “sure! what time shall we meet?” “Himalayan JAVA at 6pm. I want to meet you earlier but I’ve gotta work during the day so sorry for that again” “it’s okay but sharp at 6 okay??” “sharp at six”
Shrisha was overjoyed when she heard that Aryan was meeting her but her ego said “oh! So now he misses me! great lemme intervene a bit” 
So it was a Thursday evening. Sharp at six Aryan reached the designated place just in time to see Shrisha skipping her way into the view. It was a clear summer evening; no clouds or anything to interrupt the view of the sky and on top of that the sight of seeing the person you love happily moving towards you makes everything just better for you. Their eyes meet, their heartbeat thumps faster and they move in sync with each other. 
BAM!!! A truck hits Shrisha and she is flown across the street. Blood pools around her, people pool around her faster. “somebody please call an ambulance” someone on the crown shouts. Aryan stands still, his heartbeat stops for a second and he falls into his knees. ‘no! not again! Not like this. I can’t let her go. Not yet!” 
He rushes his way past the crowd and holds Shrisha’s hand for what might be the last time. He holds her close to his heart and screams “PLEASE DON’T GO. “  and whispers ‘please don’t die!!’ Shrisha somehow manages to lift her head a little and whispers something into his ears. 
A while later an ambulance appears on the scene and rushes past the crowd. Aryan was holding her hand all the time. Straight to the emergency room, they went and the case was treated with utmost priority. 

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(2 months later)
He had been a victim of PTSD. This event just enhanced his disorder so much so that he had to go to the rehabilitation center located not so far from his home. thankfully he and his father had saved up some money for this process to be done. “hi. My name’s Aryan and I am a victim of PTSD. I wanna share my story here…” he said in one of the group sessions. He related all that had happened with his mother; the one that still haunted him to this day and the added fact of his love being in an accident in a similar manner which he explained to be the cause of the heightened symptoms of his disorder. 
On the other side Shrisha had a memory loss. She couldn’t recognize anybody. But while she was in this confusion Sacar had been there to support her every step of the way. She even told her that she had a boyfriend name Aryan who was a little bit of this and a little bit of that. She didn’t believe him and since Aryan was out of contact for a few months, she believed that story to be a fake one. The new Shrisha had gotten attached to Sacar since he was the only one besides her family who visited her every day she believed that this Aryan was none other than Sacar trying to cheer her up by creating a fictional character. Here the fact remains that Aryan had told only Yuuki about him going to the rehab and lied to Sacar that he’d be visiting a distant relative in a distant palace where there was no cell phone reception knowing that Sacar will have him speed up the rehab process.
 - Yakaa Jujaan


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