❝Dreams are excursions into the limbo of things, a semi-deliverance from the human prison. ❞― Henri Amiel

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"Neha. Neha. Neha Sharma."

Neha's body was still leaving her dream like state and was quickly coming back to her reality. However the voices seemed like gibberish to her and she could not make out what the voiced were saying.

When she opened her eyes, she was no longer sleeping in the bed that she was used. Instead Neha found herself in a bleak room with several wires attachment to her body.

A hospital. It dawned to her. The last thing she remembered was her mother's crying face before seeing the darkness once again.

The next time she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by a group of doctors huddled over her.

"Neha. We have to run some tests please cooperate to the best of your abilities."

At this point she could only nod. Her throat felt dry, parched to say.

Without much of a warning, the doctor shone the flashlight in her eyes and took notes.

"Open your mouth." Neha did as she was told.

Once Neha was finally given water, the doctors decided to press her by asking questions.?

"Okay can you tell us your full name?"

"Neha Sharma." She paused before adding, "Kapoor."

"Your birthday?"

"April 21st 1987." She replied immediately.

"Who are the people waiting outside?"

"My parents."

"One last question, what is today's date?"

Neha stared at their faces, "November 3rd 2013."

Suddenly the air turned colder then before as she watched the doctors excuse themselves hastily before she got a chance to question them about her health condition.

"So she doesn't remember anything?"

"No sir. She has gone through quite a lot of trauma. We believe that we should slowly break the news to Ms. Kap-erm Sharma."

Kabir didn't know why his heart felt a sharp pain when the doctor corrected her name. By all means Neha was no longer a Kapoor, at least to him she wasn't.

"She still believes that she was married to you, Mr. Kapoor."

That was something that scared him. For years, Kabir had not left Neha's side and the moment he decided to repair his life by dedicating it to his child and wife... Neha is miraculous brought back from the dead? Life was playing a cruel joke on him.

"Are you ready to see her?" The doctors voice once again brought Kabir out of his thoughts.

He nodded even though he would never be able to face her once she learns the truth. He had betrayed her as husband. Deep down, Kabir knew that he would never stop loving the woman that would be in the hospital bed but on other hand, he loved his wife and child too much.

Walking into her room and seeing her awake was something that Kabir had pictured many times before. Never did he ever imagine her waking up with amnesia nor was he ever married with a kid in these situations.

"She's sleeping now," the doctor said as if he could sense the uncomfortableness that came from Kabir. Kabir exhaled sharply in relief that he would not have to speak to his ex wife so soon, because he didnt have the right words to say to her. In fact Kabir wasn't sure if he could truly face her knowing that he had abandoned her.

As he approached the room, Kabir felt his anxiety heighten. His heart beating faster and time started moving slower. It felt like ages when the doctor and him finally arrived at Neha's room.

The doctor gave Kabir a small smile, "After you sir."

Kabir closed his eyes for a split second and reached for the door knob. Little did he know that this moment would forever haunt him.

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