Harry's POV:
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into the month but still, she hasn't decided to open her eyes.
My heart ached whenever I saw her pale face which has never failed to shine even in difficult situations, but now it lost all its color and stayed on the bed silently over a month.
The doctor informed me that there is a low chance of her waking up but I have a hope which stained in the corner of my heart that she will make it.
Everyone gave up on her even my mind said to let her go that she is not anymore but I won't accept my defeat that easily. She is a brave girl, she will come for me. My love for her is true and genuine.
When I found her in Karl's arm the day when she got stabbed in her back, I almost sent him to hell but Quinn dragged me from him and made me realized that she was still bleeding and losing her consciousness slow by slow.
I threw plenty of money in front of the doctor's face asking them to save her as soon as possible but it didn't work. One thing I understood that we can't do everything in our life with money. It's all in God's hand.
She used to say everything moves under God's gaze, but I kinda ignored her words because I thought money will make everything perfect and it's enough for us.
But again she proved me wrong when the doctor informed me that she has some air on her system to breathe, it was a miracle to them, me as well.
If I was in her state she would be prayed to God and have waited for me until I get conscious and my good return, So I switched our place and started to pray for her and waited for her, her arrival into my life.
Karl is one of my suspicions but I have no evidence for that. If he did, he never dared to save her life. Yes, that night I saw the anguish in his eyes which was the same as mine.
But if Karl didn't do this to her then who would be tried to harm her? by chance are they same person who caused us an accident when we were in the car?
At first, I thought they need my death, so she is safe and I don't need to worry about her but now everything messed up.
I have no guts to look into her parents face, I can't face them because I am the reason why her daughter is laying on the bed under the green cloth, hooking machine on her every part and went through the unbearable pain.
No one in their place would forgive me but they did, it shows from where she gets all the good manners. They have raised her very well, not as a spoiled brat. Even though they were not rich, they are rich by heart.
My mom accompanied me since she heard about the news, she knows how I need her right at this moment.
Her wound seems not too deep but still, her body is refusing to function normally. Something really bad happened to her but the doctor said apart from that wound, her body is clean and stable.
What does that mean? I pulled my hair couldn't able to get the answer I was looking for.
I entered into her room and kneeled beside her bed. I gently stroked her hair and started to whisper nothing but soothing words as usual for her fast recovery.
She is getting worst day by day and I am afraid of the result. A dark ugly circle was already formed under her eyes and she had lost almost ten pounds.
A single tear rolled down through my cheeks which landed on her cheeks, I genuinely wiped the tear stain from her face and kissed her forehead.
It became my daily routine as to visiting her early in the morning, to have a nice talk with her unconscious frame until late at night.
"Please come for me babe, I promise you, I will fix all the problems and save you from the dead. Please this one time... Please..." I blabbered and buried my face on her hair.
Sheila's POV:
I couldn't feel my body but I can hear everything. I recalled the day when I get kidnapped and getting stabbed on my back none other than my best friend whom I consider as my brother too.
Tammy, my close friend stabbed me on my back. But why? Because he wants to take revenge, revenge for destroying his dad's business.
He thought, because of Harry his dad lost his reputation in business but he doesn't know the fact that his dad is none other than the culprit who stole money from his own organization.
He got scared when he stabbed me on my back that was crystal clear in his face, his eyes held so many regrets the moment I clutched his shirt collar demanding for the reason why he betrayed.
The earliest accident was planned by him but it directly pointed towards Harry. When I told him that I am going to accompany Quinn for shopping, he took this as a good cue and planned the accident but for his dismay, he doesn't know I was there too.
When Harry broke down into tears thinking of me and my safety, he finalized I was the key to broke him down, So he kidnapped me and hired two bimbos to watch over but all his plan went vain, when I made my way out of the old building, reaching for my freedom.
Finally, he lost his mind and ready to kill me for his dreadful revenge which cost my life. If he thinks of me as his best friend, he wouldn't dare to hurt any of us but again he claimed I was his well-wisher when I was about to die.
If Karl hadn't shown up that night I would have ended my life right there in the pool of my own blood, but now I wonder whether I am alive or dead already. I couldn't feel my body but can feel that I am still alive for some reason.
Suddenly, I felt a small drop on my cheek followed by a soft whimper which sounded so familiar.
Harry......
He is here for me, my man. My heart ached for him. He was asking me to come back for him but I couldn't move my hands to touch over him and gave him an assurance that I am here.
His continuous whimper bothered my heart but Tammy's betrayal hurt me a lot not to come back into this cruel world once again.
How could someone do this to his friend?
His smiling innocent face flashing through my mind every second enough to hurts me a lot more than anyone else can imagine by thinking the remaining days we are going to hate each other.
One week later..............
My visions blurred when I looked around my surroundings, I could barely open my eyes like a newborn baby. I could feel some familiar faces were looking down at me but couldn't able to recognize them because of my blurred vision.
"Yeah! you are right, she is awake!!!" A faint voice whispered.
"Thanks." I heard someone says followed by a soft wet kiss that lingered on my forehead for a minute. I smiled but my eyes decided to close to have a deep sleep not knowing whether it is my last breath or a new beginning...
"What happened to her? Why is she not responding?" The room filled with lots of questions followed by a scream before I blacked out. Fate will decide what to do in my life...
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