AFTER 168 HOURS [BOOK 2,168 HOURS SERIES]

Chapter 39: Doctor Zayn's Motives

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The Following Morning...

Humaira went to the address her doctor sent. It was a mansion but she entered, hoping she would meet others like her and get inspiration somehow.

Entering the first door, she met doctor Zayn. He led her to a living room were they sat down to talk.

"Welcome Humaira, please have a seat." He offered.

Humaira observed the place, it looked exquisite until her eyes caught his picture hung on the wall.

"Ummm... Doctor, were are the others. I thought you this place would be crowded because I'm a little bit late."

"Well, Humaira. I'm sorry b..bit I've lied to you." Humaira wore an annoying frown as she heard him confess.

"As you can see, there's no exercising going on here... there's no one here it's just me and you. I mean... This is my house."

Confusion struck Humaira's eyes. She can't belie doctor Zayn tricked her to his own house.

Reading the expression on her face, he croaked.
"I'm so sorry, Humaira, but I had to bring you hear somehow. I had to speak with you one on one because I know that the truth wouldn't do it. I'mm.. I'm sorry."

Hearing him speak was very annoying. Humaira stood but with anger burning in her heart.

"Humaira, please... Listen to me." He begged.

"What do you want from me, Doctor?! What?!" She yelled at him, faustratedly.

Humaira wanted to breakdown in tears again but she held herself together. She dared not to do such in front of her doctor but, she couldn't understand why he was meddling into her like like this, making things more difficult than it already is.

"I want you to fight!" He replied her with passion in his eyes.

They made an eye contact but Humaira looked away annoyingly.

"Humaira, I need you to fight for yourself. I want you to give yourself another chance to live. And to have hope that tomorrow would be better than today... Okay. I treated you Humaira, I know you're fine right now but I don't want mistakes to repeat itself."

"Thanks treating me mister doctor but that's your job! I don't any intention of commiting sucide anymore so-"

"I'll go straight to the point. He cut into her words with a defeated tone. First off I know you... You've stopped going to work. I know it's not in my place to say this but I also know you live alone. You might be lonely or scared... I know that you need to be taken care of and to be monitored daily to endure that you are fine. I'll feel guilty if anything happens again... I just hope you understand my own point of view."

There was an awkward silence in the room. Humaira held her back, thinking about what he just said.
"So?"

The doctor stood up to her gaze, trying to explain things clearer and making her see reasons why he's concerned about her.

"Ummm... As you can see. This is my offer. Whatever choice you make at the end of the day would be fine by me. I'll accept and appreciate it. Apart from my bedroom, which is the master's bedroom I have three spare rooms and I'll appreciate it if you move in here especially now that you're just getting better. I know that you have a lot in your mind but I can be able to help only if you give me a chance to." Humaira wore a guilty face... She was confused about what he just said.

"I hope you understand that staying here with me for treatment would be better than wallowing yourself in tears, pain and depression. That way, I'll be able to monitor you daily and make sure you don't take a rash decision on yourself again, And you'll also get to eat very well and live a healthy life..." He looked so serious as he spoke. Humaira couldn't help but to trust and believe his words.