Author's POV " sit here, I'll enquire about him from the receptionist," said Ram while looking at koushalya who's eyes were roaming all over the hallway of the hospital. " koushy…" he called her to get her attention. Koushalya hummed in response. " hmm " " I said, sit here I'll come back in a moment " he rasped trying to keep his voice lower. He was pissed, annoyed, and angry for so many things that were eating his peace. jealousy and anger were at their peak yet he tried his best to present himself as normal as he can. Because he didn't want to scare her, nor would he want to affect her decision. if she wants to meet her ex-husband then it's up to her, he can't emphasize his moods on her. making sure that she sat on the waiting chair he walked to the receptionist to enquire about Sanjiv meanwhile Koushalya sat there, gulping her saliva and roaming her eyes around her. The smell of the hospital sent a weird sensation that she felt like puke, a little bitter with undertones of the

 Author's POV   " pick the damn call " Ram irritably whispered, rubbing his temple. his unstable eyes were roaming around him for no reason at all. with each passing minute, the tension was building up inside him, making his heartbeats rise.   " shit.." he cursed, throwing his phone on the bed, his phone jumped once on the bed due to his force.    For the two horses, he was trying to call Koushalya who had been not attending his call, and after ten missed calls from him she switched off her phone giving him a mini heart attack.    Ram was tensed not knowing what to do, where to find her. He needed to communicate with her in any way but she wasn't cooperating.  &nbs

Author's POV   Koushalya's eyes flickered a few times before she opened them, still half asleep. She roamed her eyes around the room, she realized it wasn't her room. It took her a few seconds to memorize what happened last night. her cheeks turned into beetroot knowing she was sleeping in his arms. goosebumps arrived on her skin being this close with him. her head was nearly on his crook of the neck while he was holding her from her waist. she could smell his natural body scent which made her blush hard. The duvet was no longer on them due to their sleeping position. her hands were surrounding him. lifting her head she made sure that he's still asleep.    Koushalya smiled seeing his calm and peaceful features. His one-week-old unshaved beards were covering almost all his face parts, his thick eyebrows and perfect round shaped eyes were on show for h

     Author's POV    one will not find the love which is perfect but find a love that reminds us how worthy we were always. This kind of love always makes us realize that we were never asking for too much. This love puts some sense into our head about how blindly we were always ready to break ourselves to bring happiness in the person's life who was never meant to be yours. This love makes you know that some people are only meant to cross paths with you, that is all. they're not meant to stay with you forever. Some people are passer's in our journey that is all about our growth, healing, and happiness. Once they leave, we have to move on with our lives, because that's how we live or we were taught to live.    Koushalya has decided to let go of her past wh

Author's POV     Ram was nervously walking outside of the operation theater, every passing second felt as if it was an eternity to him. His beating heart was not ready to slow down from the moment the doctor took Koushalya inside the operation theater. It's been half an hour since they started to treat her yet her painful screams weren't stopping. rubbing his temple being in highly strung horses Ram mouthed a few positive words to himself. his throat went dry when he heard another shrieked cry of hers.    Her cries make him tenser. his glossy eyes roamed around the hallway area. his parents were sitting on the waiting chair, his father was holding the hand of his mother it seemed as if he was consoling his wife.  and her sister was standing outside of the door, peeking inside the operation theater. They were trying hard to keep a stabl