FLASHBACK CONTINUES
SIYA'S POV
"Siya finish this soup , and then take this medicine ok " armaan's voice broke my daze , he genuinely smiled at me and handed me the bowl of soup which he himself made for me , it's already been two weeks and he had been taking care of me like i am some fragile doll , touch me and i'll break ,well even though i have lost some strength of mine , i am still far away from some fragile broken doll , i am tolerating him because amaan is still in coma , my one wrong move could risk his life and i really don't want it .
i took the spoon and started digging in , he looked at me and tucked my hair strand behind my ear .
don't f*****g touch my hairs you bloody sick psycho .
i so wanted to glare at him and voice these thoughts outta my mind , but i needed to pla
