Meendum Avar 💜✨

~Seventy six~

2 in 1 CHAPTER...❗

"Ashwin, pleaseeee..."

Shivangi winced clasping her hands in front of him while Ashwin shook his head with a desperate expression, "illa sivangiii, Enakku theriyanum... Please, Nee edhuku andha tablets eduthukura..." He asked again.

"Ashwin, adhu mudinju pona kadha, that's not important now..." She said more like a plea. "Illa sivangiii, It's still important... Enaku adhu important thaan, please sollu... Nee ippudi sollama thatti kalikkiratha paathatha thaan enakku innum bayama irukku..." The crack was evident in his tone earning a sigh from her.

"Ashwin, ippovey you have enough on your shoulders, idhula idhayum ilukka venam, please... Time varappo naaney unga kitta sollren..." Even though she tried hard to convince him he didn't budge, "I want to know shivangi, ippovey..."

"Ashwinnnn pleaseeeee, dhaivu senju konjam purinjukkonga..." She pleaded standing in front of him while he shook his head, "nee first Purinjukko shivangi, ivlo naal naa onnum kekalanathum, naa marandhuttenu nenachiya... Illa dii... naa edhuvum marakala, marakavum mudiyaathu... ovoru naalum unaku yennaacho edhaacho nu aayirom kelvi ulla odeetey irukku... Nimmathiya oru naal kooda thoonga mudiyala dii... " He said as his eyes welled up...

There was a so-called universal thing, that a man shouldn't cry, especially not in front of a woman... In a world, where a man is considered weak for crying, he believes, it's his strength that he is able to show his vulnerability to his lady without feeling ashamed...

His tears flowed down and she stood still hearing him...

"Ennaala mudiyala shivangi... Sathyama oru naal kooda nimmathiya irukka mudiyala... Unnoda situation yennava irundhaalum adhuku Karanam naan thaanu nenaikurappo, ullukulla edho pottu irukuthu..." He cried out grabbing the left side of his chest and shivangi rushed to him before grabbing his hands above his chest, "Ashwinnnn..."

Her voice cracked as she shook her head negatively to his statement, "Ashwin pleaseeee..." Her sob hardened as she leaned to hug him and when she thought he would push her away, he tightened his hold on her, hugging her more closer...

"Please maa... Solleedu maa..." He pleaded hugging her closer and her heart thumped against her ribcage, thinking about the aftermath of her confession...

"Ashwin...." She whispered his name gulping the lump with her tears and he tried hard to control his racing heart before it completely stopped hearing her next words, "I have, PTSD..."

His heart stilled, and the whole world started to squeeze him closer that crush his heart making it difficult for him to even breath... "Wha...what..." His words barely left his mouth and she can feel the air thickening around them...

"Ashwinnnn, calm down..." She said pulling back from the hug and found him standing breathless... "Ashwin..." She tried to sound as loud as she can but it came out as a mere whisper...

"P... PTSD aa..." He questioned the statement and his hands slid down from her body to either side of his torso... The shiver of his hands were felt through her and she moved her hands to trace his chest, gently, only to feel his heart beating hard...

His limbs felt like jelly as he collapsed on the couch, revisiting every moment of the past 2 months...

The moment when they met after a long 4 years and the way her eyes dimmed seeing him face to face... the way her chest rose and fell in a faster rhythm... The way her hands shivered...

The way she avoided meeting him, speaking to him, listening to him, and the way she fell unconscious in his arms with her pulse slowing down...

Everything makes sense...!