CHAPTER 6: GET BACK ASHA

As Asha walked away, straight into his car, his unsteady heartbeat reminded him that he had made a wrong choice of words. He was supposed to be seeking her good face but now, his words came out as a threat.

He hit the steering wheel multiple times, transferring his frustration onto it. His mind raced back to how he almost died of smoke inhalation but somehow, a brave little girl, had walked right into the fire, coming for him. He owes her his life, his very existence and being.

“I'm so sorry Nadia,” he kept muttering as the tears fell gently. “Just give me one tiny chance again, I promise not to screw it up.”

He looked out just in time to see her getting into her car and driving away. Her attitude had changed, her aura was different. She meant business and wasn't ready to let anyone mess it up for her.

He picked his phone, texting the only person who knew the story between him and Nadia. 'It's really Nadia. She was the one who saved my life. I saw the burnt scar on her shoulder today. The place where the burning wood fell on her.'

He hit the send button. As the message was delivered, he expected a reply but instead a call followed through. “Oh shit,” he cursed. Fear replacing the blood running in his body.

A female voice rang from the other end, almost like she was screaming. “What are you going to do about it? I warned you then, you didn't listen.”

He sighed. “Now is not the time to berate me Elena.”

“I'll berate you as much as I want. I remember asking you to be calm but you wouldn't listen. Acting like you are the only person who has ever fallen in love and is waiting for his true love. All that was in your head was the mysterious woman who saved your life. A part of me knew she might be the one. ”

Different emotions were coursing through his veins. His head was in a complete state of turmoil. He wiped his hands over his face multiple times as he listened to his sister's voice over the phone. She was right, she had every right to do what she was doing.

“Fine, fine,” he cut her off. “I understand your point but now isn't the time for doing what you are doing. I've messed up, I need your help.”

A long hiss followed from the other end of the phone. “So that's the reason you remembered me today? Because you need my help? If I'm to ask, what exactly is my help needed for?”

“You are a woman, tell me things to do that will pacify her?” Desperation clawing at him dangerously. He was ready to do anything to get Nadia back.

“Really?” sarcasm ridden in Elena's voice. “Are you sure you want to pacify her because you love her and want her or you want to pacify her for her father's properties?”

The truth hit him. The last days in his house as he plotted evil against her flooded his memories again. A tear fell.

“I know what you must think of me Elena,“ he started to say, “and you have every right to do that. But please, I really need Nadia back. Right now, she is all that matters to me. She's the only woman I've ever loved and you know exactly that. Just help me out. I'm tired of living miserably.”

The other end was silent. She listened carefully to every word coming out of her brother's mouth. No matter how badly he had treated Nadia, it wasn't in her place to treat him as worse as well. Ever since Nadia's disappearance and supposed death, he only wished for his own to come sooner as well.

“Elena,” he called out.

“I'm here,” her voice barely above a whisper but audible enough for him to hear. “How can I help?”

“I made a mistake today. I saw her and I told her I would do whatever it took to get her back. In my head, it sounded normal but it came out harsh and rough.”

“Why would you do that?”

“She told me she was in a happy relationship now.”

Elena shrugged. “She might be lying. Anything to not end up with you again. I'm a woman, it's something I would do too to get away from an abusive relationship.”

“If I know Nadia to a point, I've never caught her with a lie.” The next part came out softly. “I just don't want to lose her again.”

“You won't,” she said. “I'll see whatever way I can help out.”

“Thank you,” he smiled. A part of him was relieved. “In the meantime, what should I do?”

“Get a life and stay the fuck away from her for now.”

His face contorted into a frown. “What do you mean?”

“I've been talking to Terence ever since you wouldn't pick my calls. He's been the one managing the company while you are there, sulking over a woman.” She continued. “You need to get yourself back in order. Nadia is back to assume her father's position and you and I both know that she is a lot bigger and richer than you now. Get yourself back into the corporate game Asha.”

She dropped the call without waiting to see if her words made sense to him or not. She had given him her 2 cents.

Asha looked into the side mirror. He was indeed rough and haggard. Elena was right about everything. He needs to get himself back in order to have a better chance at winning her back.

He brought out his phone texting his best friend, Terence. Tell my assistant to get my workspace ready. I'll be back to the office tomorrow.

His phone chimed as he drove away. He knew exactly what Terence could say. One moment, he took it off the road and checked his message. A smile crept onto his face. Accompanied with the last word was a devilish emoji. The reply was: 'It's about time.'