Chapter 5

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KASHVI'S POV

It was 4pm. My head had stopped pounding. All I can think about is Adarsh right now. The comfort I felt when he pulled me into him. His voice is still echoing in my head, his comforting words. He tried his hardest to hide his panic when I got a panic attack.
I got the jailer's call. Why is he calling? I picked it up.

"Good Evening. Jee boliye?"

"Kashvi.."

I heard the voice that had been echoing in my head all this while.

"Good Evening...I am Adarsh"

"I understood that...I know your voice"

"Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you...but how are you feeling now?"

"I am fine. I'll be great till tomorrow's meeting"

"You are coming tomorrow?! You should rest. Its just a court date tomorrow"

He was concerned.

"We have our interview before that."

"There is no need of it. Aur kuch nahi hai tumhe batane keliye mere pass"

"Jhoot bol rahe ho tum. Aa rahi hu main kal."

He didn't respond for a while.

"Why did you get a panic attack?"

I took a deep breathe in.

"I have a trauma. I was 10 years old and Diwali pe ghar mein aag lag gayi."

We didn't speak for a while.

"I don't want to cut the call."

I admitted.

"Please take care of yourself"

He requested.

"Are you concerned for me Adarsh?"

"Yes Kashvi. Why do you think I called you?"

I slightly chuckled

"If you keep your concerned voice up I might start think you don't hate me."

"No need to think that. I don't hate you."

"Adarsh...Thank you."

"For?"

"For being there today. Agar tum na hote toh...I would have lost my senses."

"Your welcome"

"Soo much goodness in a killer of 3? Sounds odd."

"Don't dig too deep Kashvi. Stay where you are"

His voice changed. It was like he warned me. We cut the call.
My blanket does not comfort me now. I need Adarsh's arms.
I get out of the blanket. I wear a black kurta with blue jeans and drive to his jail. Took special permission.

I stood alone in a differnt room. The regular room was damaged because of the fire. Adarsh was yet to be called. As he entered, He didn't look like a criminal to me anymore. Jailer closed the door and waited outside.

"What are you doing here?"

He said walking as fast as he could towards me. He unknowingly holded my ellows slightly with concern.

"I dont know"

I answered.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yes....Now I do."

I stared into his eyes. He kept looking too.

"You are not what you pretend to be. Why are you doing this?"

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