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In the penthouse,

Priyank sat beside Priya on the bed, her sleeping form cradled in his arms. The stress of the past two days weighed heavily on him.

When she confessed she wasn’t Priya that day and he offered her a massage, she fell asleep and hadn’t woken since.

He had briefly considered taking her to the doctor first, but quickly dismissed the idea. He didn’t want Edward to find out he was there, fearing he’d tell Daisy, something Priyank wanted to avoid.

He refused to let any other doctors near Priya, not trusting them.

So, he waited, ensuring she stayed hydrated with some watery substances and tending to her needs while also eating to keep his energy up.

But if she didn’t wake today, he decided he’d take her to the hospital.

Her health couldn’t be compromised any further.

“Angel, please wake up. You’re scaring me. I’m here, desperate to see you open your eyes. Please, don’t do this,” Priyank whispered, his voice heavy with sadness and emotion.

He’d never felt this way about anyone before, not even his mother.

Seeing her like this shattered something inside him. He didn’t know what she was dreaming about, but her occasional shivers hinted at nightmares.

So, he held her close, hoping his presence would offer some comfort, easing whatever nightmares she was going through.

As he brushed her hair from her face, even in her sleep, she remained the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

She seemed almost otherworldly, hence why he called her his Angel.

Her beauty illuminated his life, and he couldn’t deny the light she brought into his world.

He kept caressing her hair gently, his heart aching with worry. Despite the pain, he couldn’t help but admire how peaceful she looked, even while sleeping.

As he sat there, holding her, he thought about how she had changed his life in ways he never imagined. She had brought so much warmth and light into his life, and the mere thought of losing her was unbearable.

Suddenly, he felt a slight movement in her fingers, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be? Was she finally waking up?

“Priya? Can you hear me?” he whispered, his voice full of hope as he leaned in closer, searching her face for any sign of awakening.

But there was no response, just the steady sound of her breathing. He felt a pang of disappointment, but he refused to lose hope.

He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, whispering words of encouragement and love. “Please, Angel. Come back to me. I need you.”

Tears threatened to spill from his eyes.

The man who had never shed tears was now on the verge of crying his heart out, consumed by disappointment.

If only he hadn’t pushed her like that, perhaps she wouldn’t be in this temporary state of unconsciousness.

He blamed himself entirely, but he couldn’t fathom how that blame would help bring her back.

The desire to punish himself was overwhelming, to the extent that he wished for a punishment even more severe than what she had endured.

He wanted to inflict upon himself a pain greater than death.

He sat there, tormented by guilt and regret, wishing he could turn back time and undo his actions.

But he knew that dwelling on the past wouldn’t change anything. He had to focus on the present and find a way to bring her back to consciousness.

With determination in his heart, he gently brushed the hair away from her face and leaned in closer, whispering words of apology and love.

“Please, Priya,” he pleaded, his voice trembling with emotion. “Come back to me. I can’t bear to see you like this. I need you, more than you’ll ever know.”

“Mhmm.”

Priya’s body started shaking again as she moaned in pain, startling Priyank. He held her tightly, comforting her in his arms.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” he reassured her softly, his voice filled with concern.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Take deep breaths, sweetheart,” he encouraged, gently urging her to calm down.

“Try to open your eyes, Angel, if you can hear me,” he whispered, his words meant to soothe and reassure her.

He continued to whisper soothing words, hoping that his voice would reach her and help bring her back to consciousness. It was his only hope at that moment, knowing that they needed to get her to a doctor once they were back at his house.

Ahhhh!!!

Suddenly, Priya screamed, her eyes snapping open with shock. Her whole body was drenched in sweat as she clung to Priyank.

“Can you hear me, Angel? Look at me,” he said, his voice filled with urgency and concern. He needed to know that she was okay, that she is back to her consciousness, as her eyes are open now .

Priya’s eyes darted around frantically before finally locking onto Priyank’s face. Her breaths came in ragged gasps as she struggled to focus.

“Priyank?” she whispered, her voice barely above a hoarse whisper.

Relief flooded Priyank as he heard her voice. “Yes, it’s me,” he replied, his own voice trembling with emotion. “You’re safe now. Everything’s going to be okay.”

He gently wiped the sweat from her brow, his touch light and comforting. Priya’s eyes searched his face, filled with confusion and fear.

“What happened?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Priyank hesitated, unsure of how much to tell her. “You… you collapsed,” he explained carefully. “But you’re awake now, and that’s all that matters.”

He could see the questions swirling in her eyes, but he didn’t want to overwhelm her with too much information just yet. Right now, all that mattered was that she was awake and with him.

“Water,” Priya whispered, her voice barely audible as she tried to make sense of what had happened to her.

Her body felt like it was falling apart, and the memory of him mentioning watching porn was the only thing she could grasp onto before finding herself in his arms, in pain.

Did he do something to her?

The thought nagged at her, making sense in her foggy mind. But as she looked into his eyes, filled with genuine concern, she found herself torn.

The way he looked at her, so concerned and caring, left her uncertain about what to believe.

“Wait. Let me go get it.”