Time passes too fast. Like a humming bird, flying by. Sometimes it blurs the eyes. But it gives us two news's.

One: time is passing,

Second: we are the pilots.

But there is only one thing more precious than our time and that's who we spend it on.

Arzoo had daydreams of their future in her deep amber eyes. But Amaan didn't look close enough in her eyes to see the bright future and a better man in the reflection of her eyes. Her hopes was like calm streams that were trying to find the sea just around the bend. She couldn't see it but she could hear the deep distant crash of waves, the smell of the salt, the breeze and the breaks of the shadows. It broke Arzoo Amaan Rahmani and left behind the same girl with no hopes but still living her life in the boat of her memories.

Arzoo Rahmani.

Being with someone is understanding that they have a thicket from their past to walk through;

Loving someone is holding their hands and bringing them out of it knowing the thorns are going out of them too. But her believes and hopes stayed like dew drops, which is beautiful but its life is less.

She was a wrecking ball and he was the condemn building that needed to be dropped to its foundation.

She heard the noise,

The noise of crashing of her hopes and wishes.

She heard it breaking down in to pieces.

The noise with pierced her ear drums and snatched her soul from the stilled-hopes.

She heard it all to breaking her to the point that she will never be mending together again.

Three days passed and she was back to life now. Her organs were working the way they should work as she was alive. But her heart was broken.

In these three days Amaan didn't approach her but he was having an eye on her and her health.

'' sir she is fine now but I guess I should recommend you to take her to psychiatrist. She is very calm and quiet. It doesn't seems normal'' Amaan was looking at her who was sitting in the garden of his hospital but her eyes were distant and emotionless. The information which her Dr said stirred something within him.

Amaan was an emotions wreck. Mrs. Zarina was fine but not for once she talked to him. While looking at Arzoo's state, he was getting perturb and het up now.

Dismissing the Dr, Amaan took fluid steps toward her. He wanted her to be fine so he can take her to his mother. That way he can meet his mother too and nobody would see Arzoo's sickness. He was being selfish as always but he had not regret of his selfishness but Arzoo's state was making him queasy.

Standing in front of her, he sat beside her on the bench but she was in her daze that didn't realize his presence beside her. Amaan looked at her. she was wearing grey hospital gown which was reaching till her anklets with half sleeves. Her hairs were in a low messy bun which her nurse did it for her.

She was beautiful.

Her sharp jaw line,

Her pointy nose,

Her plump lips,

Amaan looked at her neck. The creamy color of her skin and her swan like neck was making her so appealing to his eyes. Sensing eyes on her, she turned and looked at Amaan.

Amaan was shocked looking at her eyes. Her big amber eyes looking deep and messy with long lashes were looking at him, but she frowned and fear developed in her eyes looking at him. This didn't go un-noticed by his precocious eyes. She was weak and her color was pale but it got paler sitting beside him. But she didn't flinch or moved away which he was expecting sensing her fear toward him. This confused him. she clutched the gowns in her fists but kept looking at him. Amaan noticed she was shivering and her breathing became abnormal. He saw tears spilled from her eye making trails to her cheeks. She was about to pass out but Amaan hold her before she fall off the bench. She looked at him with hooded eyes and put her weak hands on his strong chest. She opened her mouth and Amaan was looking at her with perturb expression.

''l.....leave ....me'' and then she passed out leaving him shocked and restless.

''sir I studied her reports and her history. According to her reports she has Nyctophobia and Figophobia but right now after her illness, as I can study and see................ she has post-traumatic stress disorder

( PTSD ).

It's a mental health condition that's triggered by a terrifying event – either experiencing it or witnessing it. She will get flash backs or night mares and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about that event or the person who harmed her physically or mentally.''

Doctor Lisa Lee concluded her thoughts and looked at Amaan who was looking at Arzoo sleeping peacefully in his room. Yes he shifted her from hospital to his house as he didn't want un-necessary story to develop later about his wife being in hospital. Dr Lisa studied his face for a good few seconds. She realized how perplexed was he which triggered some questions in her mind and she was building up the courage to ask him.

'' um... sir if you don't mind me ask that what happened with her?''

Finally she managed to ask him with a shaky voice. Amaan went stiff and he looked at her which let her courage to fly away looking at his hard features. She swallowed and looked at Arzoo to avoid his hard gaze.

'' what could be done now?

When she will be fine?''

He seethed under his teeth making her shiver till her spine. She swallowed and looked at him whose face had many emotions to read but at the same time it was hard to read as he was blank-hard.

''um... most people who go through traumatic events may have temporary difficulty adjusting and coping, but with good self care and time, they usually get better. They may have intrusive memories, reliving the traumatic events as if it were happening again. Upsetting dreams and night mares or severe emotional distress or physical reactions to something that reminds you of the traumatic events.

She will be easily startled and frightened and always being in guard for danger. She may also feel self-destructive, such as harming herself.

The behavior changes are different among ( PTSD ) patients. As some patients become aggressive while some goes to mute state and shielding themselves off all.

But your wife's case is the latter one'' finishing it she noticed Amaan was in deep thoughts so she wanted to suggest him something which could be better for the patient.

'' I suggest you sir that........ sir I think you should change her environment as places plays the hard card in these kind of cases.'' Amaan looked at her and she got his message.

'' sir these are her medicines I will come daily for therapy. Good day sir''

She got up and left from there leaving Amaan in deep thinking. He never thought that his actions will take this turn. He was lost now.

Lost in his thoughts, he heard a groan and muffle and sniffle. He turned and looked at Arzoo weeping in her dreams and thrashing her head. Amaan ran to her and was confuse what to do but hearing her scream, bring him out of his daze. Something took over him as he sat on bed and engulfed her in his arms. Holding her tight. Credulously, she clung to him and after few minutes she stopped thrashing and his warmness was engulfing her. Amaan was caressing her back in circles to sooth her. He realized how cold and how fragile and thin she was. She had lost weight. There was not curve in her as he noticed. Amaan slowly pulled back and looked at her head which was on his chest. It was drench in tears and still she was sniffing. Her hair strands were stick to her forehead. He brushed it off. He noticed she was so pale. Her once plump lips were dry and her cheeks were hollow. Something took over him as he hugged her back and she unknowingly wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him while he hugged her more tight to give her warmness of his presence and his body. H nuzzled his nose in the crook of her neck inhaling her smell which was over taking him.

He closed his eyes and felt her for the first time, Amaan felt her heart beat. It was erratic and so her breathing. His heart beat was same for some reason which he couldn't decipher the reason of it.

'' she may feel self-destructive such as harming herself ''

Drs Words rang in his head making him feverish and tremulous-rattled. Her lips were parted and eyes still closed. She was shallow breathing.

'' no I won't let it happen.... No'' Amaan muttered to himself and brushed his lips to her chastely. While she was under the medicines which couldn't understand anything.

Pulling back he hugged her back and lay with her on bed properly. But took her in his arms making her to feel warm and easy while he himself was restless and fretful and uneasy feeling the severity of her situation.

The long-drawn-out and spun-out night came to an end. All this time, she was whimpering and he would cling her to himself. Amaan couldn't sleep a blink. He was lost in thoughts that he never knew he would even think about it.

Why was he restless?

why was he scared of losing her?

why he wanted her to be fine and he with him?

Yes he was selfish. And he knew that.

One of the reasons for her well being was that he wanted her to take her to his mother and his family. He wanted his respect and love back in his mother's heart which he knew would take time but he wanted to happen. But at one corner of his heart, Amaan was skittish about her. He was not at peace looking at her. Something was nagging him and making him guilty of his previous act toward her. Although he knew that no amount of guilt can change the past and no amount of worrying can change the future.

The chirping of the birds and the rays of sun announced the livelihood of morning. A new life and a new hope or a new...................... Struggle!

Arzoo inhaled deeply, but she felt the air was not unfamiliar to her. It smelled like someone or.................him!

She slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was groggy and blur. Blinking few times she managed to open her eyes. Looking at her surrounding Arzoo realized she was in his room. With difficulty she sat up and looked to her a rounding in shock.

'' how I came here?

He................. he brought me here?''

Arzoo stood up from bed, she was feeling suffocated. All the bad memories of that night came to her mind. The night which changed her life.

The night which accused her chastity.

The night which broke her to never be mending again.

'' you bitch you dared to betray me?''

'' who else did you slept with?''

'' no please stop it'' she covered her ears to stop the voices but it was all in vain.

'' you present yourself to him?''

'' you are warming other's bed behind my back''

'' were you warming your so called brother's bed too?''

'' NO!!!''

'' having no family and living a pathetic excuse of life, of course you would stoop this low to warm that boy's bed too''

Arzoo closed her ears and tears were streaming none stop from her eyes.

'' No.... please stop it''

She closed her ears and eyes shut. But that dark room came in her vision. It was dark and lumpy.

The crick circk voice of mice and the rumbling voice of bumblebee bats were making her awake whole night. The darkness was making shadows and would crawl to her while she was screaming all that time calling her mother and father.

The miserable and helpless life, made her to scream from the top of her lungs. She collapsed on floor losing the thin line of her consciousness.

Amaan was in his study attending an urgent call when he heard her screeching scream from his room. Running to his room, he toppled on his feet when he saw Arzoo laying unconscious on cold floor. Amaan scooped her and realized she had been crying. Laying her on his bed. He sat beside her.

The situation was un-nerving.

The best option for now was to take her to his father's house. She would feel better beside his mother, father and Anabia.

Amaan was perplexed looking at her face. She was disturbed and he knew why?

'' Everything will be fine '' and he kissed her cheek.

He couldn't hide his guilt from his conscience. Deep down he knew that what he did to her and most certainly she did not deserve it.

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