Dr. Oshana stood there all shocked for a while, trying to understand what she just heard. Trying to comprehend his words and then felt ashamed for even insinuating such things. But before she could muster the courage to apologize, she could see that he had walked away.

So, taking a deep breath, she placed the medicine into the clutch and checked her phone again to see in case she had missed any message from Sebastian or his handler.

After feigning the stomach pain for good five-ten minutes, Akira started to pretend to be feeling better again.

"I swear I am feeling fine now Vikram."

"I don't trust you and your swears."

Then directly looking into his eyes, Akira said,

"I am totally fine now Vikram. Go ahead and meet people. You didn't come here to sit with me here on the couch."

Rubbing his thumb on her hand that he was holding, Vikram said,

"Everything can wait. You come first for me on the list. I guess you know that already Akira. Don't you?"

Hiding away her discomfort after hearing such words, Akira said,

"I know and that's why I am stressing on it. I am absolutely fine. It was just a cramp. A regular lady thing Vikram. It's totally fine now."

"Fine fine... If you insist...."

And then suddenly the lightings in the are changed from formal lighting to a dewy sort of romantic night. And the announcer said,

"Ladies and gentlemen, now we invite you all one the dancefloor, to enjoy a couple of minutes of this beautiful music, composed by our very own R. R. Murray."

Everyone flooded the area with claps after hearing R. R. Murray's name as he was one of the best composers of New York. Mr. Sebastian definitely knew how to make things on a grand scale.

"Shall we?"

Vikram said and extended his hand.

But this was something that she was dreading the most. Listening to his cheesy lines and his bearing his close proximity was one thing. But dancing with him? All the evil memories of the old gala night started coming back. She was ok to dance with anyone but Vikram. But now there was no route to escape.

Vikram couldn't read the discomfort written on her face, but one man clearly did and that was Dr. Nelson. So he waited for Akira to accompany Vikram so that he could follow behind her.

Reluctantly she pasted a smile on her face and placed her hand on his extended hand and walked downstairs with him. But the moment she turned and Dr. Nelson saw her bare backless dress, he knew that saving her wasn't going to be easy.

So he immediately turned towards Dr. Oshana and took her along with him to the dance floor.

"You remember right what we have to do?"

"Yes."

Dr. Oshana replied and then turned towards Dr. Nelson and said,

"I am sorry for misunderstanding you. I thought that you wanted to be more than friends with her. My apologies."

Dr. Nelson heard her say those words and sighed. How could he explain to her that she was not entirely wrong?

After reaching downstairs, Dr. Nelson stood just next to Akira, holding the hands of Dr. Oshana and that was quite a surprise for Akira, as she didn't know that he would come to the dancefloor.

There was a look in his eyes like he wanted to tell her that he will protect her, no matter what and somehow just that look was enough to comfort her already troubled heart. Her eyes were in constant search for a single man, but he was nowhere to be seen. So that one friendly face was the straw that she wanted to hold on to.