AnuSeena (Scene Recreations And Random Shots)

13.7 Stockholm Syndrome

Anubhav's PoV

"She's fine Anubhav", my dad whispered coming near to me and I hugged him third time in the last few hours. Firstly when I saw him safe, then when he took Haseena to his centre seeing her critical and now...

I wonder how she got so sick all of sudden. My breath shuddered at the moment I felt her gasping in the ambulance.
My father embraced me tightly seeing me weared. I could read the questions written over his face but I feared answering them.

Remember our feelings stand mutual.
My eyes blurred recalling that moment.

"Anubhav", he softly whispered keeping a hand over my shoulder as we sat.

"papa", I sighed. "why did she became so serious? woh trained cop hai...Is everything alright?"

"do you know about her?"

"Yes...a bit"

"after an accident she has become anemic Anubhav. I suggested her not to join back force. Haseena even left army but became a secret officer for Delhi Police. It's my fault. I requested her to take care of you. Otherwise she never takes such cases", he said feeling guilty of Haseena's injury.

He stared at me for a while and then continued. "do you like her, Anubhav?"

I knew this question would come. But I became a bit defensive. "will you have a problem, if we like each other?"

"you have known each other barely for 4 days...do you believe you won't end up hurting?"

I exhaled. I dont even know what I feel but it's beautiful, exciting and feared at the same time.

"I know Papa... but she is amazing...took my breath from the first glance. I indeed hated her when I got to know she kidnapped me and behaved so rude but as we talked, she took care of me...I felt closer to her. Knowing the reality, it made me feel only more. It may be attraction, strong over desires but I want to be near her. She saved my life..." Never did I felt so confused over my feelings.

"She has a scarred past Anu. A lot of trouble...", he stated.

"And I want to be the one to listen and heal", I replied. Her carefree laugh flashed in front of my eyes.

My father smiled a bit and shook his head. "so Mr. Anubhav Singh. Dare you be her added bad memory, otherwise as her therapist you will have many from me", He fake glared.

" I promise to be her best", I smiled and might have blushed. " you can meet her in half hour", he stroked my back and left to check her new reports.

- Haseena's PoV -

"Will you speak something?", It has been 15 minutes that he has been staring at me with my palm pressed between his. That love-filled gaze gave me goosebumps. I underwent a minor operation. The right side pains a little but it is okay, I have felt and faced even worse. The only problem was my anemic condition which Dr. Singh told was better.

"no", he mumbled against the skin of my hand. "I am at a war- whether to hug you tightly or scold you for not saving yourself"

He frowned. How cute he looked at that time. I don't know what exactly he feels for us but the moment I took a bullet for him and after that seeing him cry for me, I knew this man reserved a special place in my heart. I can not say its love but its special.