ADITYA'S POV
It had been six hours since I woke up, six freaking hours, I am lying on this bed and there was pain in my each living tissue.
And I could just imagine, I horrible I looked with numerous marks and scars all over.
Mom had been here for last three hours and then I forcefully sent her away, since she was too tired and needed immediate rest.
I can't even move my own head, it hurt that bad.
I closed my eyes for a second and sighed, I lost her again, or should I say failed to reach her, because I had lost her years ago.
If the accident have not happened, if only I could have reached her that night........
"Good evening Mr.Singhania....." A young doctor, probably of my own age came for my check up.
"I am Dr. Amit Paul. "
"So how are you feeling now? " he asked smiling.
