"Aaron's car was hit by two trucks. He is critical."

I felt like the words punched me in the gut and my breath was knocked off me. The phone slipped from my hand and my legs gave up making me stumble. I held the door frame for support and Peter held me up from the other side.

"Let's go, Amy", Peter said and pulled me along with him.

Tears started flowing from my ears blurring my vision. I didn't feel anything around me. It was as if I was being strangled to death. I recalled everything I said to him tonight. It made me cry harder.

"Amy, h..he..he'll be fine. Don't cry please", Peter tried to console me, but I just couldn't stop.

I wanted to turn back time and just stop him from going out. I prayed to god for his life. I wanted Peter to drive faster so that I could see him sooner. I felt like I was completely helpless right now. I felt like nothing will be able to keep me going if something happens to him.

"Amy..." Peter pleaded to me as I was continuously crying.

I don't know what happened next. I don't know how long was it before we reached the hospital. I just know that we reached there and then, I ran out of the car as soon as Peter parked it to go look for Aaron.

"M...Mr. Kingston...Aa...Aaron Kingston", I told the receptionist without wasting a second.

"Third floor, operation thea-" I was running even before she completed her sentence. I climbed up the staircase and ran to the operation theatre. I saw Daniel and ran to him.

"How's he? Where's he? What happened? What did the doctor say? He'll be okay, right? I want to see him-"

"Amy, Amy, Amy. Get a grip, please", Daniel pleaded. Looking at him it was obvious that he was crying too. It made me cry even more. I lowered my head and Daniel hugged me. He made me sit on the chairs nearby and sat next to me.

"Doctors said that they will have to operate on him. There are multiple fractures. There was a lot of external blood loss. They don't know yet how much internal bleeding may have occurred. They said that they can't say anything right now", Daniel said slowly as we both stared at the floor.

"How...did..." I whispered in middle of crying.

"His car collided with two trucks at the same time. Police are still looking but, I think that while he was driving his car must have had a hit from one side and then before he could regain his control, it got hit from the other side by another truck. They were on an highway so obviously the speed was high. The force for so much that the car toppled. We were lucky the fuel tank didn't....didn't burst. One of the drivers ran away but, the other called the authorities. The police called me because they couldn't get to you. We got him here an hour ago", Daniel answered.

"Did you..tell..mom and...dad?" I sniffed.

"That was what I was about to tell you on the phone. I called them. They will...get here soon. I have sent the chopper for them. Peter has gone there to pick them up", he said.

"It is all my fault, Daniel. We had a fight. He left in anger. If only I hadn't..." I started crying again.

"No, Amy. That's not true. Don't blame yourself", Daniel said holding my hand.

"No, Daniel. It is true. You know how rash he drives when he is tensed, right? If only I had stopped him", I cried even more.

"Amy..." Daniel hugged me as we both cried.

Just then the door to the operation theatre opened and the doctor came out. He had a sad face and it scared me to no bounds. I was too scared to even ask him anything. So, I just stayed quite.

"Doctor....?" Daniel asked him.

"He...lost a lot of blood, Mr. Kingston. We did operate on him and fixed some of his injuries. He had broken three ribs and his left arm. His lung was ruptured slightly because of the broken ribs, but that is least of our concern. It is small so it will fix itself. The main problem is that he has hit his head hard. Due to all the glasses that broke, some had even piece him. There was a cut on his neck. Lot of cuts on his face. There was a lot of bleeding. Don't know if his spine may have been damaged. If so, he may have an amnesia or lose his ability to walk. We can't say anything more than this as of now. He is stable for now but..", The doctor paused.

"But?" Daniel prompted breathlessly. I held my breath.

"But, now it is up to him. If he doesn't regain his consciousness in forty-eight hours then, he..he might go into permanent coma. We wouldn't know when he will wake up", the doctor gave us a sad smile and nodded slightly. He left and I took a shaky breath.

"How can he do this to me? He can't do this to me. He can't leave me like this. He hasn't even told me the reason behind this stupid plan of his. Does he really hate me so much, Daniel? Does he hate me so much that he just wants to get so far away from me?" I cried looking at him.

"He..he..he wants his revenge, r...right? What is it that he wants? I...I will say sorry for whatever it is I did. I swear, Daniel, I will do it. That should be fine, right? If he...he wants something else, I'll do it too. I swear. If he wants me not to work, I'll stop...I will stop working. I'll read news everyday all my life if he says so. I'll do whatever it takes, Daniel but, please, please tell him to wake up, please", I cried harder and slid down on the floor.

"Amy, handle yourself, please. I won't be able to keep up alone. Please, Amy", Daniel pleaded hugging me and cried too.

"I am not able to do it, Daniel. I can't do it. The thought of losing him is killing me. I don't know what is happening to me? I-", I was cut off by the sound of people walking.

We broke apart and got up abruptly as we realised that the nurses were getting out of the room.

"Can...can we see...see him?" I asked one of them.

"We will shift him to intensive care unit on the sixth floor. Then, you can visit him one person at a time. Please go and wait there", the nurse said and left.

We dragged ourselves to the sixth floor and waited for sometime. Daniel went and got two cups of coffee. He offered me one but, I just shook my head. I didn't feel like it.

After sometime, the nurse said that we could see him. I told Daniel to go in first. I didn't have the courage to do so. He came out after sometime and nodded at me. I gathered all my courage and walked in. One look at him and the tears started flowing again.

There he was lying on the bed like a lifeless body. His head was bandaged and he had the oxygen mask on. His hand was plastered and the scar on his neck was covered in bandages. His eyes were closed and the only sound in the room was the beeping of the monitors.

As I saw him, I recalled everything. All the time we spend together before marriage, all the things that happened after marriage and all the hurtful words we said to each other. In that one moment, nothing mattered. Not a thing he did. Not a thing I did.

All that mattered was that I needed him. I wanted him to wake up and yell at me, if that is what he needs to do. I wanted him to get up and tell me that I have to do everything that he says because he is my husband and I am his wife. I wanted him to kiss me senselessly and tell me that he will never let me go.

I could take all of his anger, his yelling, his frustration and his hatred for all my life, if only that will make him get up.

"Get up, Aaron. Get up and demand to me that you want to know the truth. Get up and tell me why you left all of a sudden. Tell me why you hate me so much. Tell me, Aaron. You can't do this to me, okay? Who will yell at me in morning and act nice and sweet in the evening if not you? Who will claim to make my life a living hell and yet not be okay with me getting hurt? You can't give up like this, okay? You are still supposed to make me lose the challenge. You are still supposed to make me work so hard that I call it quits. You can't just go silent like this. Get up, come on", I said acting angry as tears kept flowing down my eyes.

"What are you doing, Aaron? You promised me to make my life a living hell. Is this some kind of a new way to torture me? Because if it is then , let me tell you, mister that....it is working very well. I am hurting, Aaron. I am hurting more than I was ever hurt by you cheating on me. Wake up, please", I cried looking at him.

I left the room as I couldn't handle it anymore. I went out and sat next to Daniel who wiped his tears away. We were silent for sometime until he finally spoke.

"Remember that night a few months ago, Amy? When Aaron found you drowning in the bathtub?" he asked.

"Yeah", I said turning to face him.

"That night he was on his foot the whole time. Right from the minute that the doctors took you in till the point that the doctor came and told him that you are fine. He had rested only for the five minutes when he told me about your...situation. When the doctor finally came and told us that you were fine, he had slid down on the ground with relief and had cried for fifteen minutes straight", Daniel stopped and my head snapped at him in a second.

"There he was crying his heart out and here I was confused as fuck thinking why the hell is he crying now? After everything that he did to...cause you pain, why will he cry with relief when you are okay? I didn't understand it back then nor did I understood it until tonight. Tonight when I saw you crying for him, I realised that he was not crying with relief. He was crying because he thought that he might lose you. He was unable to bear it, Amy. Just like you", Daniel said looking at me.

"What...what are you trying to say?" I asked him avoiding looking at him.

"This is probably not the best time to say this but, I am trying to say that you both need each other in your lives, Amy. You both can't live without each other", Daniel said.

"What nonsense! There is nothing like that", I told him with a frown.

"Nothing like that? Then, tell me, Amy. Why are you here without your slippers, in your nightwear, crying your heart out and begging Aaron to wake up? Why are you ready to do everything possible if only it will wake him up? Why did you just not stay home?" Daniel asked.

"Of course, I am here. He is my husband", I said angrily.

"Husband? But, since when do you consider him your husband? Since when does he consider you his wife? As far as I know this marriage is a sham, right? So, why?" he asked me.

"It is a sham but, we are still married", I told him.

"So? Why do you care if something happens to him? "

"Daniel", I warned him clenching my fist.

"No, Amy, tell me. In fact, you should be happy. Aaron will pay for his sins, for everything he did to you and you will be a free bird. You will have your life back. Not only that you will be the owner of his company. You should rejoice that soon he will probably be dead-"

My palm met his cheek in span of a second. I was too shocked myself.

"Oh shit. Daniel, I am..I am so sorry. I-"

"No, Amy. That's exactly what I expected you to do. You know why? Because I can see what you both don't see. Or rather, don't want to accept", Daniel shrugged with a smile.

"It is not that easy, Daniel", I sighed looking away, "You know why I was in the hospital that night. You know that he cheated on me. Not once, not twice but, six times in three weeks. Do you know he hasn't apologised to me even once? He tried once and I told him off and he never even tried another time. He just acts like it never happened. It hurts, Daniel. I know you might think that it is okay because he didn't have any feelings for me at that time. You will probably say I should move on but, the fact is that it is not easy to move on from it. He broke my trust. Giving him a second chance will be insanely difficult for me", I explained.

"My brother is an ass, Amy. But, he has his own reasons. What he did, why he did is between you and him. But, I know one thing. That this whole thing that Aaron has done is madness. It is affecting both of you and it needs to stop before either of you end up doing something you both will regret for life", Daniel said with frustration.

"I don't know what to do. I have asked him multiple times. He won't say and I don't even know where to look for answers", I shrugged.

"Amy, you know what is worst? You both are fighting a war that is probably not against either of you", Daniel said turning to look at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked with confusion.

Daniel pursed his lips and gave it a thought. He shook his head and said, "Amy, the reason behind this whole revenge is that Aaron-"

"Where is he? Where's Aaron?" We turned our heads to look at mom who was hastily running towards us. We got up and looked at her and dad who was following behind. Peter was trying to slow her down.

"He is in the room. You can go see him one person at a time", Daniel told her.

"I'll go see him", she said and went in.

Dad looked at me with a sad smile and asked Daniel about what the doctor said. I stood at the side and looked at the floor thinking about everything that Daniel and I spoke about.

Is it possible? Could it be that I still feel for Aaron? Maybe. Does he feel something for me?

I was brought out of my thoughts as the door opened and mom walked out with a grief stricken face. Peter silently went in as mom sat down on the bench next to dad and started crying.

"It was just last week when he was so full of life on his birthday and now he looks white as paper", she cried.

"Don't worry we have raised a strong boy. He'll be out of this soon", dad said making me cry again.

"Why, Josh? Why? Why does this always have to happen to me?", she cried more.

"Diana, he'll be fine. He will wake up and will be laughing with us in no time and then you can pester them about grandkids like we decide", dad tried to console her and I couldn't take it anymore. I started stepping back.

"I can't lose my son, Josh. I won't be able to bear it. I already lost many people. First, my parents, then-" I didn't hear what mom said after that as I was already out of there.

I ran to the nearest restroom and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet. I flushed and washed my face and mouth. I came out of the restroom but, didn't have the courage to go back there. I couldn't see them like this. I couldn't bear to sit outside the room with Aaron inside.

I went the other way and stood by the nearest window.

'I hate you and will hate you until my last breath. I hate you more than anyone in this world.'

'Why do you care if my feet are hurting or if I break my ankle walking with those heels?'

'I can't believe you can stoop this low, Aaron.'

'You have done worst things, Aaron. You have lost my trust.'

"Lost me? Really? Since when do you care, dammit? You didn't care when I yelled that night. You still had your fun that night with her.'

'You are just a heartless man I have the misfortune to deal with.'

'Then, why didn't you? Why did you save me? Actually, it would have been better that way. At least, I wouldn't have to deal with you every day. I wouldn't have had the constant reminder that I loved the wrong man. Tell me, Aaron. Why did you save me?'

Once more tears started flowing down my eyes as I recalled everything I said to him. All those times, I asked him why he saved me? How he must have felt that night? Did he feel like he was being strangled too? Like even breathing air felt difficult? Did it hurt him too when I told him that he should have just let me die? Just like it hurt me when Daniel said it?

"You should go take some rest, Amy", suddenly Peter said next to me making me flinch.

"No, I am fine", I told him wiping my tears and staring into space again.

"Do you want to eat something?" he asked again and I shook my head.

We stayed quiet for sometime.

"Why don't you go home and rest? We all are here. Jenny must be worried and she is alone with Recee. You can come back in morning", I told him.

"You know, when I was say two years into my job, one day my mother needed a heart surgery. I was still paying off my student loans and I needed money but, I didn't know who to ask. The company wasn't having its best times and Aaron had a lot going on. I tried a lot to arrange the money but, wasn't able to do it. I decided to tell the doctor to hold it off for a while. I went there but, to my surprise the doctor told me that someone gave a lot of donation and made the full payment for my mother's surgery" Peter said looking at me.

"Aaron?" I asked slightly and he nodded.

"He made the whole payment and never told me. He hasn't said anything about it until today. I only found out when I accidentally overheard the doctor talking to him after the operation. I even tried to get it out of him once saying I'll quit the job. But, he never mentioned it. Now tell me, Amy. How can I bring myself to go home tonight?" Peter looked at me tearfully. I just looked away and sniffed.

Sounds just like the Aaron I knew.

"You mean a lot to him", I told him with a sad smile.

"I know. Who else will handle his tantrums at work?" Peter said making me chuckle.

"I have been with Aaron ever since he took over the company seven years ago, Amy. One would think that I am crazy to continue the same job for seven years with a boss like Aaron who loves to make me run around for the tiniest thing possible. But, the truth is that he makes me do all that because I am the first person he thinks about whenever he is in a problem", Peter chuckled lightly.

"He trusts you more than anyone, Peter", I gave him a nod.

"And I trust him more than anyone too. He is not my boss, Amy. He is my best friend. He is my brother. I don't call him boss because he is my employer or because he wants me to do it. I do it like an endearment because of his bossy nature. I have seen it all, Amy. His anger when things don't go his way, his happiness when he succeeds, his bossy behaviour, his sweet behaviour, I have seen it all. But, I am not used to seeing him like this. So, quite and lifeless", Peter's voice cracked.

"He'll wake up, right?" I asked after a minute. My eyes were filled with tears once again.

"He has to. Hopefully, it will be soon", Peter sighed.

My head was bursting and my whole body was aching. What happened to me? I want to open my eyes but every inch of me hurts. My throat feels dry and hoarse. I can hear hustling beside me but, can't understand anything. My brain feels like it will burst.

I tried to open my eyes again after a few seconds but, my body was giving up on me. I feel like I need rest, a lot of rest. So, I slept again.

I woke up after a few hours and pushed my eyes open. It looked like it didn't work this time either because I saw a lot of white light. I heard a little voice but, I couldn't comprehend what it said. So, I closed my eyes and I tried again.

I opened my eyes again and this time I could see some blurry images. It took a second for those images to become clear. It was mom, dad and Dan. They were hovering over me.

Hovering? Where am I?

"Aaron, can you hear us?" Dan asked. I tried to nod but, my head felt too heavy. I tried to sit up but, my body felt too stiff.

"Let the doctor come, Daniel. Peter has gone to call him, right?" mom told him.

Peter? What's he doing here? Wait, doctor? What's going on?

"Doctor, he woke up", dad told the man who walked in.