Priti's POV,

He pulled me out of the car and dragged me towards the hospital, without any care or fear of getting caught.

Didn't he fear that Midea would catch us together?

I was angry at the people who were gawking at us. He was dragging me inside the hospital. And Everyone was looking at us but no one came to help me.

I laughed at my thought thinking that these useless people would save me.

They can't even protect themselves and they will help me. But why I am even blaming them, for who they are to me? no one.

I tried to get out of his hold. But his hold just tightened around my wrist.

He dragged me towards the private wards of a hospital and When we reached there, he stopped in front of a private room.

He didn't move from his place and pushed me towards that room. I glanced at him with confused eyes, but he just signed me to open that door

My heart began to pound harshly and my hands were trembling in fear but still, I forced myself to open that door.

I held my eyes wide open and pushed that door.

I slowly lifted my eyes, praying inside my heart not to see anything bad.

But what I saw, shook my whole world. My heart broke into a million pieces after seeing him in that heartbroken condition.

My little brother was lying on the bed so many needles were pierced inside his flesh.

I didn't know what to feel at that time happy that he was alive or sad that he was in a hospital bed.

I was ready to run towards him when I felt someone's hand on my waist but I knew to whom it belonged, I couldn't forget his touch in my worst nightmare also.

Because I was the one who craved his touch once.

"Calm down sweetheart don't cry this much. He is alive if you want he can live a long life," he said like he wasn't threatening me with his words.

"What do you mean by saying this Ayaan," I shouted in anger, how can he talk like this about my baby brother?

"Oh sweetheart you aren't naive, are you? I know you are too good to understand all the hidden meaning behind my words," he mischievously said.

"Please Ayaan, I beg you don't do anything to him." I pleaded with him, I know I don't have another option other than begging.

"Ok then listen I am giving you two options and this time there is no third option. Choose my baby or your little brother," he said like it was normal for me to choose like he didn't tell me to choose the human but things.

"Are you mad? They are human not things. How can you compare both of them? Do you have any humanity left in you Ayaan? Do you don't have any heart? How can I choose one?" I shouted.

"Oh, sweetheart, it's not that hard, You have to choose only one my baby or your brother. If you choose a baby then I will help your brother to go Paradise or if you are choosing your little brother then abort the baby," he said like it's just as simple as buying vegetables in the market.

"I can't Ayaan please don't do this with me." I held his legs. "I beg you don't please." I pleaded with the last hope in my heart.

"I am waiting for your answer, Ms. Sharma. You have one minute. Decide quickly. If you are not choosing then I will choose it for you and you know who I will select, Of course, my blood is more important to me, So do it quickly. You already wasted my 15 seconds, speak quickly."

"Please Ayaan I will never repeat my mistake. I will leave as your prisoner for my whole life. But don't do this."

"Ok, 5 seconds," He
warned.

"Ok, stop it I am choosing" I shouted.

"Speak?"

"I will abort it," I said defeated by his sickness I don't want to, but I have to.

I am sorry baby Mumma failed to protect you, she is a loser, she isn't capable of saving you, she is weak, who just learned to beg, but you too don't deserve this weak mother.

"What a choice!! I knew it already. You don't care about the baby. You were just acting Priti. You know what!! You don't deserve to give birth to my baby, in fact, a whore like you don't deserve to be a mother."

"I am aborting it Ayaan," I shouted.

"My brother didn't even see anything yet Ayaan, He is too small to leave this world. He has dreams to complete," I said in a pleading tone trying to endure the pain in my heart.

My soul wasn't resisting the pain caused to my heart.

Why it is so hard?

Was his vengeance this blind to see my pain?

He clasped my hair in a tight grip and made me stand on my feet. "What about my child Priti? He also didn't open his eyes. Don't you love him now?" he asked blankly.

Priti this word just sounded foreign in his mouth, did he just call me by that name, tears left my eyes and blurred my vision, I glanced at him and said,

"Why do I have to feel pain Mr. Singhaniya? When his father isn't feeling anything about him. I will give him birth but whom he is going to call his father? Society will ask him about his father and what he will tell them. His mother was his father's bed warmer and his father didn't care about him. His father gave his mom a choice between her brother and him and his mom chose him cause she is a selfish bitch. It's better to kill him rather than give him birth and disdain life, if you cared then why did you give me the option? I am ready now there is no point in talking about it."

He was looking at me with fury in his eyes, It's painful saying those words about my baby but isn't that truth of society, they always do this, about colour, gender, and higher or lower casts, there is so much discrimination that society does I am also a victim of colour discrimination, I don't want it to happen with my baby, he will die hearing that he is the result of a forbidden relationship, where he will get to know his mother wasn't his father's wife but a bed warmer and victim of his father's ruthless revenge...

His eyes were red with extreme anger and he was glaring at me, he didn't avert his gaze.

Why Should I look down when I don't have any fault

Unexpectedly his phone rang and without averting his gaze from me he picked up the phone call.

He didn't utter a single word from his mouth and hung up after hearing to other line.

"Do you want to abort it? Ok, wait till I come back," he said and went out of the hospital room.

My heart pained a lot after hearing his words. I still had some hope but why I am falling this much? I thought that he would understand me but how foolish am I to think like that? It is too much to take but I indeed have to accept that he is the most heartless person I have ever met in my whole life.

"You will regret it Mr.Singhaniya, I will wait. That day will come and I think it will come sooner. I am waiting for your destruction, I will be the happiest person seeing you getting destroyed.