ISHA’S POV

My head spins here as I hold the bedside table and try to get up. I haven't eaten for two days and thanks to god that he didn't force me to or I would have vomited.

I somehow managed to get up on my foot and hold my head. The ache in my head was never ending as I walked towards the door and banged on it.

“Yuv-aan please open the door.” I screamed while banging on the door.

“Yuvaan please don't do this. Mujhe acha nahi lag raha, please mujhe Rann ke paas jaane do.” My voice became breathless at the end as I continuously banged on the door and a drop of tear fell from my right eye.

(I am not feeling good, please let me go to Rann)