Loving You

Chapter 36 - Abhimanyu - Akshit Gadhvi

Warning: Parts of this chapter are 18+ and sexually graphic and descriptive.

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"Thank you so much Sir for coming in on such a short notice." Dr. Rohan, my co-attending informed me the moment I stepped onto the grounds of the Birla Hospital.

"No problem." I said out loud. "It's not like I had anything important to do." I muttered under my breath, still agitated by the fact it had been over 12 hours since I last saw Akshara.

"Did you say something?" Dr. Rohan questioned me.

"Where is Andrew?"

"He had to attend to another patient. But I was also there with him and Dr. Birla whilst attending to the client."

I shook my head, letting go off my frustration. "I said, where is the patient?"

"In your cabin. He refuses to come out of the cabin and he refuses to speak with the staff."

Now my annoyance with this faceless and nameless patient just escalated.

How could someone —a patient nonetheless —just come in and start dictating the hospital administration and staff about how things should be?

"Does he at least have a name?" I snapped at Rohan, pushing the elevator button roughly.

Rohan hesitated, trying to search for the right words to say before finally telling me, "Ak...Akshit Gadhvi. His name is Akshit Gadhvi."

I nodded my head just as I heard the elevator ding and I stepped inside. "Akshit Gadhvi," I repeated coming to a standstill facing Rohan as the elevator doors closed drawing a barrier between the two of us.

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I stepped off the elevator and made headway towards my cabin, ready to tear down whomever this Akshit Gandhi was for the blatant disrespect he was showing my staff.

I was not normally the one to lose my cool on patients no matter how irritated or annoyed I became but disrespecting my colleagues and employees? That was a line I allowed no one to cross. Not even my senior doctors.

Requesting my consultation and demanding it were two different things.

I ripped open my cabin door with a hard pull, ready to give Mr. Gadhvi a piece of my mind only to be left shocked by what awaited me.

My feet dropped dead and my brain started to short-circuit —started to malfunction when I came across the shape of my cabin.

Bouquet upon bouquet of flowers. Lined up everywhere. The floor was lined with an assortment of pink, white and red rose petals on which laid bouquets of various sizes and shapes. Orchids, sunflowers, roses, lilies, each and every flower was present.

I walked over —no —I was pushed over to my desk unwillingly, in shock by my two feet. Even my desk was covered with flowers —and balloons. Tons of them, just flying around the room, laying on the floor, on my desk. Everywhere.

My eyes fell upon a card lying on my desk. I pushed away the balloons and flowers and bent down to read the card.

I was so immersed with the arrangement and in reading the card, that I didn't hear the door open and felt her presence around me until she came up behind me and her voice whispered in my ear like a light fall breeze —

"Happy birthday, Abhi."

With a jolt, I moved away from her and turned around to face her.

"Akshara?"