ONE LAST CHANCE {ON HOLD}

Chapter 4

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Armaan hurried after Abhira as she limped towards his room, clutching her knee in pain. When he reached the
room, he found it locked. He knocked gently.

"Ab....Abhira." He called but got no response.

Armaan knocked on the door softly, "Ab...Abhira, darwaza kholo, ple...plase. Ma....mai baat k....karna chahta hoon."

But there was no response from inside.

He knocked again, a bit louder this time, "Abhira, please darwaza kholo. Main tumse baat karna chahta hoon."

Still, there was no reply from inside the room. Armaan's heart sank as he realized Abhira wasn't willing to talk to him. He leaned against the door, feeling defeated.

"Abhira, atleast let me explain you. Please dar....darwaza kholo Abhira. Please." Armaan cried.

While inside the room, Abhira kept her palms on her mouth to control her sobs to stifle the sound. She felt torn, her heart heavy with hurt and confusion.

Abhira struggled to control her sobs, pressing her palms against her mouth to muffle the sound. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Hurt, confusion, and anger mingled within her, leaving her feeling overwhelmed and torn.

"Abh...Abhira please darwaza kholo. De...dekho tum ab...abhi abhi hospital se aayi ho. Tum...tumhari haalat theek na...nahi hai. Tum pl...please darwaza kholo and le...let me come in Abhira. Please darwa....darwaza kholo Abhira." Armaan said still patting on the door sitting down on the floor leaning against the door.

"Tu...tumne abhi neeche me...mere aur Ruhi ke bee...beech mein jo bhi baa....baate suni un..unhe expl... explain karne ka ma....mauka to do Abhira." Armaan requested.

While Manisha who just came out listening to Armaan's pleads understood that Abhira had got to know about Ruhi and Armaan's relationship.

She went towards Armaan and kept her hand on his shoulder. Armaan looked at the hand and then looked up. His eyes were messily red and hairs all messed up. Cheeks were drained in tears. He wiped his tears and stood up.

"Kya hua Chachi-sa? Aap itni raat ko yaha?" He asked not looking at her.

"Vahi toh mujhe tumse puchna chahiye Armaan. Kya hua? Tum itni raat ko apne kamre se bahar kya kar kar rahe ho?" She asked.

"Uh...vo....voh kuch nahi, mera au...aur Abhira ka jhagda ho gaya tha. Aap toh jaa...jaanti hai ki voh jaldi naaraz ho jaati hai toh bas isiliye." He said.

"Armaan, tumhe aise toh kabhi dekha nahi maine. Kya sach mein sab theek hai?" Manisha asked with concern.

"Haan, Chachi-sa, sab theek hai. Bas thoda gusse mein tha, par ab sab kuch theek ho jayega." Armaan replied, trying to hide his distress.

"Armaan, agar tum chaho toh main Abhira se baat kar sakti hoon. Shayad usse samajh mein aaye ki tum kitna pareshan hai." Manisha offered, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Haan, Chachi-sa, agar aap baat kar sakti hai toh shayad uspe thoda asar padega. Par please, use zyada bura mat lagana." Armaan requested.

"Arre, tum chinta mat karo. Main samjhaungi use." Manisha assured him with a smile.

"Shukriya, Chachi-sa. Main chalta hoon." Armaan said.

"Thik hai, beta." Manisha said as Armaan left.

She took a deep breath and went towards the door. She knocked on the door softly.

"Abhi...Abhira. Darwaza kholo beta. Mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai." She said softly.