St Clair’s Hospital
After 2 hours in the hospital staring silently at Khushi
whist each holding one hand, the father daughter duo decided to go.
“I have to go to America
tomorrow.” said Karan, (Amba’s father).
“I know, don’t worry I’ll take some time off work to keep an
eye on her. Or I’ll give Logan time
off. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to get a small holiday.” Said Amba.
“Are you sure you’ll be ok?”
“Dad, I’m 22 years old, I’ll be fine.”
“Weren’t you meant to call Logan
to tell him how Khushi’s doing?”
“Yes but I like him worrying unnecessarily, he’s very cute
when he’s worried.” She smirked at her father’s scowl.
“Yes well you behave while I’m away.”
“Don’t I always?”
“No and that’s what keeps me up at night.”
“Dad I’m sure that’s not the only thing that keeps you up at
night.” She winked at him and turned to leave a very shocked Karan Malik near
Khushi’s bed.
Dear Lord my
daughter’s a vixen. What happened to the sweet innocent baby that I once held
in my arms? He thought and glanced at Khushi.
He held her and spoke, “Everything’s fine and you’re going
to be fine. Just come back to us quickly butterfly.” He kissed her forehead
before picking up his jacket and leaving.
St Claire’s parking lot
Before Amba got into her car she checked her phone. She
wasn’t surprised to see 20 missed calls and 15 texts from Logan .
She rang his phone before getting into her car. She had barely started it
before he picked up and started screaming at her. She rolled her eyes, barely
paying attention to him, and drove off.
“Amba, Amba! Are you even listening to me?!” He screeched.
“God, you’re like the girlfriend I never wanted!” But as
soon as the words left her mouth she regretted it. She never Logan
got really sensitive about his masculinity. There was a long and awkward
silence and she could tell Logan
was trying to keep his cool.
Nice one Amba! Why do
you never think before you speak?
But luckily for her Logan
was taking the high road today for two reasons. One; he’s meeting with Mr
Raizada had gone surprisingly well even though he was insulted so many times he
had lost count. And two; he knew if he started getting angry at her, she’ll
torture him even more about Khushi’s incident.
“Amba, why is mum in the hospital?” Ever since Logan ’s
real mother died, Khushi had become a perfect replacement mother and he was
scared to lose his mother again.
Amba could sense the panic and decided to put the poor guy
out of his misery. It had barely been a year since her mother had got out of
the hospital and the fact she’s in again is obviously concerning.
“No. She got into a car accident.”
“What!”
“Yeah, she’s-”
“How is she? Is her condition stable? Is she paralyzed?
Memory lose? Is she even alive?!”
“No need to be hysterical, she’ll be fine-”
“What do you mean she will be? Isn’t she fine now?”
“She’s unconscious now. The doctor’s said-”
“What did the doctor’s say?”
“Logan you
interrupt me one more time and I swear!” She snapped.
“I’m sorry.”
“Her brain has swollen because she bashed her head because
the airbag system didn’t work. They may have to induce coma if she wakes up too
early but they’re sure she’ll make a speedy recovery. If she wakes up, no when
she wakes up, she might have memory lose or a personality change. All we can do
is pray and wait.”
When she finished there was a long pause. Amba wasn’t the
type of person you could go for comfort so she didn’t know what to say to him.
She always felt really uncomfortable in these situations but she always gave it
a try.
“Logan- ”
“Can I go see her?”
“Sure. Take the rest of the day off. I was planning on
staying and doing some extra work anyway.”
“Thank you. The write up of the meeting is on your desk.
Call me if there’s anything else you need.”
“I’m sure I’ll manage.”
With that said she turned her car around and headed straight
to work.
Well I guess that’s a
no to a long hot bath and a glass of wine, she thought, Oh who cares. Working has always taken my mind of things better than
a bath and alcohol ever has.
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