2 days later..

At evening..

Pratiksha's room..

She was lying on the bed silently closing her eyes there was a dried tears in her cheeks..

Her phone was ringing continuously which she didn't check as the pain inside her was unbearable.. when her eyes travelled to her phone she realised it was ringing..

She grabbed her phone and picked the call..

"Hello?"

"Thank God you are fine!! Why weren't you picking my calls" he asked she can sense the desparation and relief in his tone after listening her voice..

"I didn't notice" she said softly..

"What happen? Are you ok" he asked concerned was dripping in his tone..

"Pratiksha baccha...